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

The system hurriedly spoke in Li Yaoyao's mind, trying to defend Qi Yuge.

[Host, please don't misunderstand!]

[Yanyan has been cared for by Qi Yuge and Su Jinsheng since it was a bird egg, so it's normal for Yanyan to be close to her...]

Please don't take it to heart!

Li Yaoyao stood on the street corner, holding Pengpeng, watching the black Maybach disappear into the end of the traffic, her voice muffled.

"Then I really can't compare to them."

"What am I now? I'm not even a stepmother."

In the sweltering heat of June, the weather can change in an instant.

Just moments ago the sun was shining brightly, but in the blink of an eye a fierce wind swept across the land.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, and a torrential downpour began without warning.

Li Yaoyao held Peng Peng in her arms and ran towards the clinic with her body bent over. The rain was so heavy that her vision was blurred by the rain.

It was rush hour again, and the sidewalks were crowded with pedestrians hurrying along with their umbrellas.

She was grazed on the shoulder by the tip of an umbrella that suddenly came across her, her foot slipped, and she fell heavily onto the puddle-covered paving stones.

His knees and elbows slammed against the rough edges of the stone slabs, and blood immediately seeped out, mixing with the rainwater and running down his calf.

She tried to stand up by bracing herself against the ground, but a sharp pain from the wound on her elbow made her fall back down.

My eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Rain streamed down my cheeks, indistinguishable between rain and tears.

The system was so anxious that it became incoherent.

"Host, don't be sad. Why are you getting upset with such a small animal like Yanyan... It's just an eagle, it doesn't understand anything..."

"Am I angry at an animal?!"

Li Yaoyao picked up Pengpeng from the ground, blood dripping down her calves from her knees. Her voice was muffled and trembling in the rain.

"I'm angry at that scumbag boyfriend who's worse than an animal!"

A low-key Bentley Flying Spur slowly pulled up in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing Su Yannian's gentle and refined face.

After he recognized the person squatting by the roadside covered in blood, he almost immediately pushed open the car door and strode around her, opening his black umbrella over her head to shield her from the cold rain pouring down on her.

"Yaoyao?"

Li Yaoyao felt a hand wearing a leather glove firmly supporting her arm; the touch was cool yet strong.

She looked up blankly and met Su Yannian's worried eyes.

She regained some clarity and shook her head.

"I'm fine."

Su Yannian looked down and saw the shocking abrasions on her knees and elbows, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"You still say it's nothing? It's already bleeding. Get in the car with me."

His tone remained gentle, but there was a hint of sternness in his voice that left no room for argument.

Li Yaoyao tried to decline, saying that the clinic was just ahead and only a few steps away.

He helped her into the car and settled her in.

Then I sat down inside as well.

I glanced at it sideways.

The girl was soaking wet, her T-shirt clinging to her body, outlining her full figure.

He restrained himself from looking away and took a clean cashmere blanket from the back seat to wrap around her legs.

"How are you going to go back now? Going back like this... won't everyone see?"

Li Yaoyao looked down at herself. Her white T-shirt was almost transparent from the rain and clung tightly to her skin. Her denim shorts were also soaked and stuck to her thighs, with raindrops dripping onto the leather seats.

Her face flushed red, and she pulled the blanket up a little higher, her voice barely audible.

"and you……"

Su Yannian responded quickly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

His tone remained polite and gentle.

"Come to my place. I have temporary accommodation nearby. After you're bandaged up, I'll take you home."

Li Yaoyao felt a little hot, her forehead was burning.

In addition, I was slumped in the passenger seat as soon as I got in the car, and I was in a daze.

She nodded obediently, her voice dull and soft.

"Okay."

Su Yannian's temporary residence was a low-key and elegant villa, hidden in a quiet street shaded by plane trees in the city center.

Li Yaoyao was helped upstairs by him. She felt dizzy and lightheaded, and her knees hurt so much that she gasped for breath every time she bent them.

The wound was probably infected, and coupled with being caught in the rain, her face was burning red.

She sat down obediently on the sofa.

Su Yannian came over with a dry towel and gently rubbed her wet curly hair through the towel with his slender fingers.

The curly hair was flattened by the rain, lying limply on its forehead, making it look both adorable and pitiful.

Her cheeks were flushed red from the high fever, like she had applied a layer of light pink rouge.

He glanced at her for a moment, then turned to get the first-aid kit.

Without removing her gloves, she moved with restraint and deliberation, first carefully cleaning the abrasions on her elbow with iodine swabs, and then applying a sterile dressing.

Then he lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the still-bleeding wound on her knee, and paused for a moment.

"Lift your legs up."

His voice suddenly became less gentle and more stern and admonishing.

Li Yaoyao was probably really delirious from the fever; every frame in her mind was still stuck on Qi Yuge's profile as he casually smoked.

She did whatever Su Yannian said, albeit a beat too late.

She stretched her legs out and placed them on the edge of the sofa.

Su Yannian looked down at the bare leg placed in front of her.

Her skin was fair and slender, covered with a wet sheen from the rain, and the bloodstains on her knees were a striking contrast of red and white.

His fingers, clad in black leather gloves, trembled slightly.

Then he reached out and slowly removed the glove that he had never taken off in public before.

It was like performing a devout ritual.

Long, slender knuckles were exposed to the air, and the fingertips were covered with thin calluses.

He squeezed the cool ointment onto his fingertips, then gently held the back of her knees.

Li Yaoyao's phone suddenly rang.

She paused for a moment, then answered the call.

"Feed".

Qi Yuge's voice came from the other end.

"Baby, where are you?"

The moment Li Yaoyao heard his voice, her nose suddenly stung with tears.

You've already gone back to the manor with your beloved and had a wonderful time reminiscing, how can you still think about her?

She glanced at Su Yannian with a dazed expression and gave a vague lie.

"I'm at home."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Li Yaoyao heard the breathing on the other end of the phone suddenly become heavy.

Even through the electrical current, you could hear what Qi Yuge was enduring by gritting his teeth.

When he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse, like dark clouds pressing down and making it hard to breathe before a storm.

"Li Yaoyao, how many homes do you have?"