Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

The housekeeper, Meng Yu, and He Ming stared at each other, speechless.

They had been standing side by side in the basement for quite some time.

Knocking on the door is not an option, nor is not knocking.

Meng Yu, an outstanding butler who graduated from the butler academy, has a job manual whose first rule is—

No matter what happens, remain calm and composed even if Mount Tai collapses before you.

But now she's starting to doubt herself.

They suspected she might need further education.

Last night was just...too exciting.

All the maids and bodyguards in the main house heard the faint sounds coming from underground.

It lasted almost until the early hours of the morning.

She stood at the door, sighing repeatedly, "Alas, alas..."

"Sigh..."

He Ming turned to look at her.

"What's wrong with you? Are you going through early menopause?"

Meng Yu rolled her eyes at him.

She lowered her voice, her tone carrying a subtle hint of regret.

"I reckon things are about to change in the palace."

"I thought Miss Li was favored, but... you didn't hear the screams last night."

"They've probably been thoroughly messed with."

"Alas, how could I believe that my master had truly reformed? It turns out it was all just a fleeting moment..."

He Ming looked at her for a while, then patted her shoulder with an expression of someone who had been through it all and was full of experience.

"You're still too young."

"Let me tell you..."

He lowered his voice.

"Our master has sold himself out so cheaply and without any bottom line. Just wait and see, he'll definitely slap us in the face."

Meng Yu looked incredulous.

With an "believe it or not" expression, He Ming straightened his clothes, solemnly raised his hand, and prepared to knock on the door to urge the "court to begin."

Just then, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Qi Yuge stood at the door, his face gloomy with the look of someone who had just woken up and was filled with unfulfilled desires.

He was shirtless and wearing loose, dark-colored pajama bottoms.

Even so, it still couldn't stop its overly vigorous existence.

However, what was even more eye-catching than those pajama bottoms was...

There were several red scratches of varying depths on his neck, and a handprint on his left cheek.

The edges were slightly bluish, indicating that the person who struck had used considerable force.

His hands, with a dark gray patterned tie wrapped around his wrists, were tied in three tight knots.

The silk fabric was so tight it almost caused bruising on my hand bones.

Meng Yu's pupils dilated slightly.

"This is……"

It seems she was indeed overthinking it.

From now on, Li Yaoyao will be her older sister.

He Ming was also taken aback.

He knew his master was quite despicable these days, but he never imagined he could be this despicable.

Yesterday, he still acted like he was going to torture that young girl to death.

This morning, it turned out he was the one being abused and manipulated.

The contrast is truly a bit too stimulating.

He immediately elevated Li Yaoyao's status to a new level in his mind.

And they trampled their own master underfoot.

"Untie it."

Qi Yuge raised his bound hands and presented them to him, his tone both irritable and restrained.

"I was tied up all night, my arms are numb."

He Ming hurriedly and tremblingly went to untie the three knots, saying involuntarily, "Okay, okay!"

But her eyes couldn't help drifting to the scratches on his neck and the handprints on his face.

Qi Yuge suppressed his irritation, but still kept his voice down. He turned his head to look into the bedroom and then made a shushing gesture.

"Shh...don't disturb her sleep."

Then he turned to Meng Yu and gave instructions in a low voice.

"When she wakes up, get her some clothes."

"...Remember, no skirts, no tank tops, no clothes that show your legs, and no shoes that show your feet. Just let her wear a T-shirt, trousers, and sneakers."

He paused, then added another sentence.

"The size should be L, a bit loose... and the uglier the better."

Then he muttered something to himself.

"So that she won't go out and flirt with other women again. She's such a worry."

Meng Yu remained silent for a long time, her gaze slowly shifting from the bright purple scratches on his neck to the still-unfaded outline of the marks on his pajama bottoms.

How can you still worry about what my sister Li is wearing?

You should worry about whether you'll explode and die first.

.

Li Yaoyao had a wonderful long sleep.

When she woke up, sunlight was already streaming in at an angle through the narrow skylight in the basement.

She stretched groggily and rubbed her bottom.

The place where Qi Yuge hit me no longer hurts.

She recalled last night—

Why isn't this man opening his mouth?

Why not just say, "Let me apply the medicine for you"?

He wouldn't take out the ointment until she slapped him a few times and scratched him several times.

Hmph, serves him right.

last night.

After the man pressed Li Yaoyao down on his lap and applied the medicine, he didn't even glance at her before going straight into the bathroom.

She was thrown onto the bed, rolled around once, and then buried her bright red face in the pillow.

Of course she knew why men needed to take a bath.

He might be consumed by lust.

—After all, he had rubbed her fair and tender breasts until they sparked.

The sound of rushing water lasted for a long time before the door opened.

At this moment, Li Yaoyao was almost asleep, oblivious to everything else.

Upon hearing the noise, she looked up in a daze.

Then I suddenly became fully awake.

Sha sha!

This is exactly what Da Huang should be watching!

As expected of a comic book, the body proportions are... absolutely amazing.

While others play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, Qi Yuge is practically without any weaknesses at all!

Li Yaoyao saw that the man was shirtless, with only a loose bath towel wrapped around his waist.

Her wet hair was still dripping water, which trickled down her neck, past her collarbone, and down the contours of her chest muscles.

An inverted triangle.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist.

The pectoral muscles are full but not exaggerated.

His abdominal muscles are clearly defined.

The V-line tucks diagonally into the edge of the bath towel from the side of the waist.

What truly blew her mind out about this womanizer was—

It's pink!

Li Yaoyao stared wide-eyed, her mouth slightly open, but she couldn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

Qi Yuge raised an eyebrow, meeting the undisguised gaze.

He casually tossed the towel he was using to dry his hair onto the ground and walked towards her, still radiating the chill of someone who had just stepped out of the shower.

The towel between her legs swayed slightly with each step.

Li Yaoyao sat up and watched a pair of pink shoes swaying back and forth in front of her.

...I couldn't help but swallow.

The pink color appeared in front of her in no time.

Qi Yuge bent down, took her hand, and slowly pressed her palm against that spot, forcing her to pinch it with her fingers.

He then involuntarily swallowed twice.

A man's chest muscles may be cold, but his heartbeat inside is burning hot.

A powerful vibration traveled through her skin to Li Yaoyao's palm.

The heat traveled along her veins all the way to her cheek.

"It's not only beautiful, it can also move."

He looked down at her, his voice hoarse and languid, a roguish smile playing on his lips.

"Why don't you try squeezing it? If it's happy, it might even put on a show for you!"