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

Watching Li Yaoyao stumble and be pushed into the back seat, watching the warm yellow light illuminate the car interior...

Then, as the car window was lowered halfway, a small, fair hand suddenly reached into the rain. The fingers trembled and opened in the downpour, and rainwater trickled down from the fingertips.

A few seconds later, a larger, longer hand reached out from inside the car, grabbed the small hand, pulled her back into the car, and pressed her against the glass again.

At last.

The sturdy Cullinan began to vibrate violently.

It sways rhythmically.

Su Yannian downed the glass of red wine in one gulp and then irritably drew the curtains.

inside the car.

Li Yaoyao stopped struggling and let the man kiss her.

But the tears never stopped.

Silently and quietly, tears streamed down my face, one after another.

Her little face was flushed and burning hot.

She was crying so hard she could barely breathe, her shoulders trembling, but she stubbornly bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

As Qi Yuge kissed her, he tasted a salty, moist flavor between his lips and teeth.

All those vile, unrestrained, and perverse desires within him, which yearned to tear her apart and devour her, were instantly extinguished by that single tear.

He stepped back slightly, a thin silver line appearing between his lips.

He raised his hand, wiped her wet lips with his thumb, and then wiped away the tears on her face.

Li Yaoyao turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

She just cried silently, and the more she wiped away her tears, the more they flowed.

Qi Yuge seemed to be awakened by the heat, and the weight pressing on her disappeared. He quickly picked up the tearful woman and held her against himself.

He gently stroked her back with his large hand, his voice hoarse and flustered.

"Baby, I'm sorry..."

"Damn it, I was a fucking idiot."

"I won't touch you anymore, okay?"

Li Yaoyao's eyes were swollen from crying, and she was still silently shedding tears.

She hung her hands at her sides, giving him no response, like a rag doll whose strings had been cut.

Qi Yuge helped her put on shorts, and then, not forgetting to clutch the torn and soaked underwear in his hand and stuff it into his pocket.

Then she took a cashmere blanket from the car and wrapped herself up completely.

He wrapped her up tightly, letting her nestle in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

As he wished, Li Yaoyao became a rag doll that could be manipulated by anyone.

But he panicked.

He reached out and gently turned her face towards him, forcing her to look at him, his voice softer than ever before.

"Yaoyao? Baby? Sweetie?"

"Say something, say something to me, okay?"

Li Yaoyao's unfocused gaze slowly focused on his face, and another tear rolled down her cheek.

She spoke, her voice very soft and gentle, like a murmur.

"Qi Yuge, let's break up."

Qi Yuge's deep, ink-black pupils contracted sharply, then he forced a smile.

It was very stiff.

"My dear child, you're delirious with fever and talking nonsense."

"Sweetie, you'll feel better after a nap."

"no."

Li Yaoyao squinted, her head resting limply on his shoulder, her voice so soft it was almost swallowed by the sound of rain outside the car.

"I'm serious."

Qi Yuge clenched his fists.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a meerkat cub in the front seat, trembling and staring wide-eyed at the whole thing.

He glared at it fiercely, then pulled Li Yaoyao even tighter into his arms, his voice hoarse and fierce.

"Look again... look again and I'll gouge your eyes out."

Pengpeng quickly shrunk its head under the passenger seat, not even daring to show the tip of its tail.

·

When He Ming arrived in the pouring rain, he sensed that something was seriously wrong.

Having served his master for so many years, he had long since figured out the tone of every single word Qi Yuge uttered.

The voice on the phone just now was clearly off.

as predicted.

He jogged over to the Cullinan, holding an umbrella, and opened the car door.

Good guy.

Even with the car windows open for ventilation, the intense scent of lust did not dissipate at all.

A meerkat was huddled under the seat, trembling.

Under the car seat were a jumble of family planning supplies and overturned medicine bottles.

His master leaned back in his chair with a gloomy expression, his face bruised and swollen, his eyes vacant.

He was holding a young lady who was wrapped tightly in a blanket and looked like she had been abused and was unconscious.

He Ming slammed the car door shut.

He turned away and closed his eyes in despair.

He grabbed his already balding sideburns with both hands and let out a heart-wrenching roar in his heart.

Master, you're so confused!

How could you be such a beast, coming here to die again!

You crazy old man, your wife is going to run away with you!

He took a deep breath.

As a highly professional chief steward, he pursed his lips and reopened the car door.

His voice was serious and calm.

"Boss, back to Yunqi, or to the hospital?"

Qi Yuge picked up an unlit cigarette, gently rubbed his chin against the top of Li Yaoyao's head as she slept, and remained silent for a moment.

"Go home. Call the doctor over."

He Ming sat in the driver's seat and started the engine.

In the rainy night, the Cullinan smoothly and silently glided into the traffic.

He secretly glanced at the scene in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

The man leaned back in his seat, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

With his eyes half-closed, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down several times.

Then he suddenly cursed in frustration.

"Hold!"

He Ming was so startled that he swerved the steering wheel.

"W-what's wrong, boss?"

He tentatively began to speak.

Then he heard his usually arrogant master speak in an unprecedentedly guilty and vulnerable tone.

"He Ming, have I gotten myself into trouble?"

He Ming paused slightly on the steering wheel.

I thought to myself, "Don't you already know all this? How dare you torture people to death?"

This isn't just causing trouble, it's about your lineage going extinct!

But his words changed to those of a loyal minister, his tone calm and resolute.

"You've actually toned it down a lot more than before. The young mistress isn't one to hold grudges and won't blame you."

The system is constantly monitoring the host's physical health.

She heard every word of these conversations while she was unconscious.

He gave a cold laugh.

[...Qi Yuge was able to become such a despicable and unscrupulous person all because of the assistance of such treacherous officials!]

·

Li Yaoyao was awakened by the heat.

She opened her eyes groggily, her cheeks and lips pressed against a warm, supple skin.

It took her a while to realize what it was.

She was nestled in Qi Yuge's arms, her face buried in his chest.

It was the big cat that the male mother was waiting to feed.

The half-naked man was still fast asleep, but his arms were unconsciously wrapped tightly around her waist.

The system seemed to have been waiting for her to wake up for a long time.

Upon seeing her open her eyes, he immediately recounted what had happened after she fainted the previous night, repeating the events verbatim.

Li Yaoyao grew angrier and angrier as she listened, and her face turned redder and redder as she got angrier.

The system even added a summary at the end.

This master and servant pair are truly a treacherous minister paired with a foolish ruler; their sins are heinous!

She squinted.

Looking at those beautiful muscles in front of me, rising and falling slightly with each breath.

Adhering to the principle of proximity, I took a big gulp.

Li Yaoyao bit down without any mercy.

They were determined not to let go until they bit it off.

They smacked their lips for a while.

The man's hoarse voice slowly descended from above her head.

"Baby, are you teething?"