Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The next day, Shen Jiaxue found that the two had indeed become closer.

They were even closer than when she first met them.

Pei Yufeng even started to act like the empress.

Every time Zhang Jili approached, Pei Yufeng would impatiently tell him to get lost, speaking with a self-righteous air.

But Pei Yufeng's original words were not so impolite; his original words were:

"Get lost."

When Ji Chaoxi and Pei Yufeng talked about Yan Jiasui again, Shen Jiaxue suddenly started a conversation with them.

"Is Yan Jiasui, whom you're talking about, a wood-type ability user?"

Ji Chaoxi paused for a moment, then nodded: "You know Sister Jia Sui too?"

Shen Jiaxue smiled and nodded: "I think I met her around the beginning of the apocalypse."

Ji Chaoxi was extremely surprised: "Then you've known Sister Jia Sui for longer than I have!"

"Did you two break up by accident?"

Shen Jiaxue was silent for a moment, then her eyes curved into a smile: "You could say that."

"Then we're going to find Sister Jia Sui now. Jia Xue, you can reunite with Sister Jia Sui now." Ji Chaoxi was quite happy.

Shen Jiaxue smiled but didn't say anything more.

She definitely can't stay here any longer. With so many superhumans gone, staying here will only make things more dangerous for her.

She originally intended to go with Ji Chaoxi and the others, but upon hearing that they were going to find Yan Jiasui, she might get off the bus halfway and find another way.

Yan Jiasui definitely wouldn't blame her. That's just the kind of person she is. As long as someone cries in front of her, she'll forgive them. But she's too ashamed to do that.

Zhang Jili was extremely excited after learning that he could follow Ji Chaoxi and the others.

"Sister Chaoxi, let me release those refugees underground first, then we can leave together."

"sure."

Shen Jiaxue followed Zhang Jili to the basement.

The ordinary people in the basement had all been trained as human shields, and their bodies were covered in countless wounds.

As soon as the basement door opened, the people who were squatting on the ground immediately stood up and stared intently at them.

"Everyone can leave now. You are free," Zhang Jili said with a smile.

The people inside remained motionless, simply staring at them, seemingly unaware of what they were saying.

Zhang Jili patiently explained, "Ping Ge and Lao Shu are both dead. Now no one is controlling you. You can leave."

The basement fell into a deathly silence. The emaciated refugees looked up, their eyes filled with extreme panic.

"The rat is dead, so what do we do now?" a man suddenly screamed.

"Then who will protect us!"

"Who killed the rat?! I'm going to kill him!"

The flickering kerosene lamp shone on and off, and dozens of distorted shadows writhed wildly on the wall. Some even picked up things from the ground and threw them at Zhang Jili.

Zhang Jili was stunned for a moment. He hurriedly explained, "What's wrong, everyone? This is a good thing! Isn't it great that we don't have to be meat shields anymore?"

The refugees ignored Zhang Jili, their suppressed sobs spreading through the air. Zhang Jili watched this scene helplessly; it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Shen Jiaxue sighed as she looked at Zhang Jili, and tugged at him, "Let's go, don't keep them waiting."

Zhang Jili hesitated and asked, "What about them?"

Shen Jiaxue said impatiently, "Who cares about them?"

She frowned and looked at Zhang Jili: "Are you leaving or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Zhang Jili lowered his eyes and followed her without saying a word.

In the secret passage, Shen Jiaxue suddenly chuckled: "I must say, your personality is indeed quite suitable for following them."

Zhang Jili looked at her, puzzled: "Who?"

Shen Jiaxue said lazily, "Yan Jiasui."

"Oh, the team leader that Sister Chaoxi mentioned, are you very familiar with her?"

"We're not close. Once you get there, you're not allowed to mention my name, understand?"

"I didn't hear you..."

As the sun set and the desert temperature gradually decreased, a truck stopped behind a wind-eroded rock, with two tents nestled between the truck and the rock.

The wind outside kept howling. Pei Yufeng covered Ji Chaoxi with his coat and held her tightly in his arms.

Ji Chaoxi was a little thirsty, so she sat up to find water in her backpack. Pei Yufeng made room for her, propping himself up on his arm. The two were so close that his breath was almost right next to her ear.

Ji Chaoxi's hand was groping haphazardly in the darkness when suddenly, her hand accidentally bumped into something soft.

The atmosphere immediately quieted down.

The texture of that skin was very clear. Ji Chaoxi's mind went blank. She panicked and withdrew her hand, but a large hand grabbed her wrist.

Their heavy breathing mingled together. Ji Chaoxi couldn't see Pei Yufeng's expression, but Pei Yufeng could see her clearly.

He didn't speak, but instead used his calloused fingertips to slip between her fingers and then rubbed them very slowly. Her palms gradually became sweaty with tension.

His nose was almost touching hers, and with each breath he took, it felt like he was forcibly stealing the air from her side.

Suddenly, the sound of someone turning over came from the tent next door, and Ji Chaoxi froze.

Ji Chaoxi felt her face burning red, and she could hardly breathe. She pushed him away, but his hands held her waist tightly, pulling her into his arms.

Although she couldn't see Pei Yufeng's face clearly, she felt his gaze lingering on her lips, and she frantically tried to look away.

His heavy breathing kept hitting her face. He gently rubbed his nose against hers, then against her face, and then against her chin, but he didn't dare to get close to the place he most wanted to be close to.

The wind howled outside, and Pei Yufeng's voice was almost a humble whisper: "Could you... kiss me...?"

Ji Chaoxi's fingers gripped his clothes tightly. The two remained locked in a stalemate for a while before Ji Chaoxi finally gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

fleeting.

But just as she was about to leave, Pei Yufeng's hand suddenly gripped the back of her head.

Pei Yufeng could no longer restrain himself. He gently rubbed her lips together, the friction between their lips and teeth making both of them feel a little numb. He kissed her forcefully, yet with a hint of caution.

Ji Chaoxi's hands unconsciously crumpled his clothes into wrinkles.

Pei Yufeng knew she was nervous, so he gently stroked her hand to comfort her. As he comforted her, his kisses deepened.

He slowly and deliberately captured all the warmth in her mouth. Ji Chaoxi felt like she was about to drown in his arms, and could only helplessly endure his slow-paced kisses.

The sounds of their lips and tongues entwining seemed quite jarring inside the tent.