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

Qi Yuge paused for a moment, his voice hoarse.

"Shouldn't you ask if I enjoyed it first?"

She seemed to have become accustomed to men's physical aggression towards her.

That's why boiling a frog in lukewarm water is such a terrifying thing.

Unconsciously, she was also yearning for him.

But she wouldn't let him get away with it. She shook her head, her voice soft yet deliberately provocative.

"The grapes weren't as good as last time."

Qi Yuge was so angry he laughed.

How come they can do this now?

He realized that this little mouth was a glutton.

So he decided not to disappoint Li Yaoyao.

To increase the bad.

Li Yaoyao gasped sharply.

Her back arched in his arms, her voice trembling and urgent.

"No, no, no... You'll regret it if I really hurt you!"

Qi Yuge was stunned for a moment, then muttered something under his breath.

This girl is really being corrupted by him.

She kept spouting witty remarks, which left him somewhat overwhelmed.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped his slender fingers.

Then he folded the handkerchief again and put it back in his pocket.

Li Yaoyao lay on the horse's back, panting softly, when she caught a glimpse of his action out of the corner of her eye.

"You're not going to throw it away?"

"Keep it. Put it by the bedside; it'll be convenient."

"...What's so convenient about it?"

She regretted asking the question as soon as she did.

The man wasn't disappointed: "It'll make it easier to appease my brother."

Li Yaoyao: ...

She was just being nosy.

He slowly brought the horse to a stop with one hand, and the black horse flicked its mane and strolled leisurely around the lake.

With his other hand, he gently supported her still trembling back, slowly smoothing it from top to bottom.

This is a girl he personally trained.

From head to toe, all her sensitivities and emotions were cultivated by him little by little.

She only felt aroused when he touched her.

This idea made him incredibly excited.

He dismounted by the lake.

The black horse flicked its glossy mane.

The horse's beautiful big eyes looked at Li Yaoyao as the man carried her down.

She met the gaze of the horse, and remembering the absurdity she had just experienced on horseback, she covered her face with her hands in shame.

A moment later, she peeked out from between her fingers and looked up at Qi Yuge.

Lying was wrong of me. But I was just afraid you'd overthink it.

"I only overthink things when you lie to me."

"Tell me, how did you get to know him behind my back?"

"You know I want to learn to ride horses, so I can go and examine the horses on his estate."

"Our relationship is purely that of master and disciple, as pure as it gets."

"Then you should stay away from him too."

The tone was irrefutable.

She narrowed her eyes, keenly sensing some old story hidden beneath those words.

There's definitely something going on between them.

"Oh, I'll definitely keep my distance from him."

She nodded obediently.

The system popped up urgently.

[You can't really stay away from Su Yannian! You still have a mission!]

"Why have you become stupid too? I was just lying to him."

The system remained silent for a moment.

You're really courting death with complete lawlessness.

Qi Yuge stood in front of her without leaving, looking down at her.

Aren't you going to ask me anything?

His expression changed from cold and hard to a kind of suppressed expectation.

Li Yaoyao looked puzzled, but her expression grew increasingly gloomy.

She sensed something was off, her eyes darted around, and suddenly a brilliant idea struck her.

"I understand! Do you need my help?"

She glanced down at his poised and ready stance.

"That's not it."

He took a deep breath and, gritting his teeth, blurted out the words he had been holding back for so long.

"Didn't you see me standing with Su Jinsheng? Aren't you angry? Aren't you jealous?"

"Why should I be angry? You didn't do anything with her."

Qi Yuge choked.

She genuinely felt it was unnecessary.

Ever since she heard Qi Yuge's promise to her that night, she really hasn't cared about Su Jinsheng that much.

No matter how far the man can go with her on this path.

Even if they only have now.

The man would lift her onto the horse in front of everyone, and ride away with her in his arms right in front of Su Jinsheng…

Qi Yuge didn't even glance at the other woman once from beginning to end...

What is there for her to be jealous of?

"Well... if you really want to make me angry, I can give you a performance right now."

Seeing that he didn't speak, she imitated the pufferfish's puffed-up expression.

She furrowed her brows, wrinkled her nose, and shook her head at him with her rosy, round cheeks.

They look adorably silly.

"Are you that angry, Mr. Qi?"

He was so angry he laughed, and reached out to pinch the soft flesh of her cheek.

He lowered his head, his forehead touching hers.

He suddenly realized.

Chasing after her for answers made me feel like a dog wagging its tail for a reward.

But she had already given him the answer.

She has no need to be jealous.

Because she was certain that Qi Yuge was hers.

This certainty warmed his heart even more than if he had gone mad and said, "Of course I'm jealous."

The distant sound of horses' hooves and whistling could be heard from the lakeside.

The shadows of Zhou Huai'an and his companions were faintly visible beyond the bushes.

He gave her a quick peck on the lips, then straightened up.

"I have truly lost miserably."

Li Yaoyao stood by the lake, watching the man remount his horse.

She touched her chin, her expression inscrutable.

"Hey, see? As long as the logic is consistent..."

"Even if you court death, you can still escape unscathed."

·

"Bang!"

Su Jinsheng smashed the crystal glass in his hand onto the marble floor, shards and wine splashing everywhere.

Su Yannian leaned against the door, his slender fingers holding a glass of red wine, and calmly swirled it.

He waved gently to the waiters who rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

The crowd dispersed, and the door closed silently.

He took a sip of his drink, looked up at the hysterical woman in front of him, and spoke in a calm and indifferent tone.

"If you want to go crazy, go back to Africa."

"Or, do you want your parents to send you back to your broken-down family?"

"Why are you being so nice to a fickle, despicable woman!"

Su Jinsheng's eyes were red and almost bleeding, his chest heaved violently, and his voice trembled with jealousy.

"You didn't even teach me how to ride a horse... You're a severe germaphobe who never takes off his gloves..."

"Why are you so close to her! What makes you think you can be so good to her!"

She lunged at him, trying to pull off the gloves he had never taken off in public.

Su Yannian stepped aside, his posture elegant and aloof, a hint of undisguised disgust flashing in his eyes.

He reached out and brushed the cuff of his sleeve that her fingertips had brushed against, as if he were brushing away something unclean.

"Don't take your anger out on me for not getting Qi Yuge."

"Don't even think about comparing yourself to her."

He looked down at the face in front of him, twisted with jealousy, his voice still the same gentle and refined low tone.

The words he spoke were as thin as razor blades.

"You should take your medicine. I'm afraid you're too itchy and will try to climb into my bed again."

"I find it dirty."

Su Jinsheng trembled all over, as if he had been punched in the chest.

Su Yannian stood up and gently patted away non-existent dust from the corner of his clothes with his slender fingers.

He strolled past her.

The haute couture shoes made a subtle, crisp sound as they stepped over shards of glass.

He stopped behind her, leaned down slightly, and his warm breath brushed against the back of her neck.

Like a lover's whisper, yet wrapped in deadly poison.

"What do you have to compare yourself to Li Yaoyao with?"

"At least she's clean."

He straightened up, placed the wine glass on the table, and lightly traced a circle with his gloved fingertips along the rim of the glass.

"Oh, by the way, you know my online boyfriend, right?"

"It was her."

"Those legs... I recognized them at a glance."

He chuckled softly, his voice hoarse and sticky, as if it had been soaked in red wine.

"If that's the case, she's a little slut too."

He had already reached the door, not even glancing at her directly, his fingers resting on the doorknob, his head slightly tilted to the side.

Her profile was as white and smooth as jade under the corridor lights.

A gentle curve played at the corners of his lips, but his eyes held a chilling obsession and an unwavering determination.

"I'm waiting for my little prey to be exposed."

"So... please do your best to win Qi Yuge over."

He opened the door, his voice muffled and ambiguous by the wind in the corridor.

"My little bi*ch is gonna be mine."