Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 293 The Biting Little Zombie VS The Fair-Skinned and Beautiful Little Green Tea (33)

He Suining braced herself on the sheets with her elbows, trying to roll off the bed. But Qin Mo kept his hands around her body, his head resting softly on her chest.

His voice was sticky and soft, and he would occasionally look up at her with his eyes slightly raised.

Strangely, this action should have been quite cute. He Suining, who was beneath him, actually felt he was fiercer than usual, especially when he looked up.

His eyes, one red and one black, revealed his burgeoning desire.

"Sister, I'm so hot, please help me, please help me..."

He almost whispered his plea for help.

Who could resist Qin Mo like this? She certainly couldn't. The only thing she could resist was this—a thumbs up.

He Suining hesitated for a few seconds between righteously confronting Luo Danqin and compromising to help Qin Mo.

Finally, she relaxed her body and cupped his feverish cheeks in her hands. Her slender fingers traced his long, gently trembling eyelashes. "Qin Mo, keep your head down."

Qin Mo obediently lowered his head.

He Suining first kissed his chin, then slightly parted her lips and kissed his lips from top to bottom, biting his lip.

"baby……"

Upon hearing this address, Qin Mo's pupils dilated in shock.

In an instant, my memories seemed to return to many years ago.

He kissed He Suining's lips forcefully, repeatedly.

"elder sister……"

Without her noticing, he kissed her neck, giving it a couple of firm rubs. His words, spoken softly in her ear, almost inaudible, "I'm sorry, I was bad."

I lied to you.

Actually, there was nothing in that cup of jujube wine; he did it on purpose.

He was fed up with being called a teammate and desperately wanted to be her only one.

So they chose to seduce.

He has always been bad, he always has been, and he still is.

"I don't deserve to be your darling." Qin Mo laughed self-deprecatingly, his voice low and tinged with a self-destructive sob.

But he just couldn't let go.

He Suining stroked the back of his head, her beautiful, slender fingers slipping through his soft hair and into the part of his hair.

She gently coaxed, "Let's go see the lily of the valley after the apocalypse is over."

The flower language of lily of the valley is waiting for happiness and the return of happiness.

These sentences seemed unrelated, but Qin Mo understood them.

He hugged her tightly.

It's like a dragon holding onto a lost treasure, clutching it tightly, never wanting to let go.

As long as He Suining still wants her.

He is like that lily of the valley that forever guards happiness.

It was still afternoon.

Golden sunlight slowly streamed in through the window, and a gentle breeze stirred the white curtains.

The room was old and sparsely furnished. Even the only bed creaked and groaned, sounding like it was about to collapse at any moment.

He Suining clung to his shoulders, her eyes half-closed in fascination as she gazed at Qin Mo above.

He exhaled a heavy breath.

He exuded warmth and a slightly intoxicating fragrance.

Slender, white fingertips.

It slid down from his chin to his shoulders, his muscular chest, and then all the way down.

Unable to bear it any longer, Qin Mo bent over and pleaded, "Sister...please spare me."

Stop trying to seduce him.

Otherwise, if he loses control today, neither of them might be able to get up tomorrow.

He Suining smiled faintly when she heard his words, which sounded like a plea for mercy.

"Alright then, I'll let you off the hook today."

He Suining's lips and tongue were sealed again. Qin Mo was afraid that she would say something outrageous again, which would be another attempt to seduce him.

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at this time.

Luo Danqin was also having a passionate encounter; she got off the bed, her body covered in marks.

She threw on a coat, and the man wrapped himself around her from behind. His strong arms encircled her small waist, and he lowered his head to kiss her neck.

Luo Danqin was amused by his clingy behavior and reached out to touch his face. "Why are you being so clingy today, Mo?"

Mo Qiming held back for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back any longer. He looked up at the mirror in front of him. In front of Luo Danqin was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that could completely reflect the two of them.

He could see his ordinary face, filled with possessiveness and ferocious anger, ugly, but he had no choice. "Are you calling me, or the little boy?"

Luo Danqin was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

She turned around, both amused and exasperated, and rubbed his face. "So it's because the big dog is jealous. I didn't name him Mo, so it's normal for the name to be the same as someone else's."

"..."

knock knock.

There was a knock on the door, and she said, "Come in."

A subordinate walked in with his head down. "Boss, as you instructed, I went to check on Miss He's room. As you predicted, it did happen."

The subordinate chuckled softly, "They're making quite a racket inside, with all sorts of noise."

Rodin waved her hand, and her subordinates left.

She tiptoed and kissed Mo Qiming on the cheek. "Now you can rest assured."

Mo Qiming looked at her in surprise, his voice softening considerably, "How did you know? They were clearly not in that kind of relationship at the banquet, how come suddenly?"

“Because of that guy you called the little boy,” Rodin said, flicking the man’s nose with her finger, “he’s much smarter than you. He used me to facilitate their relationship. Of course, it’s also possible that it was a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive.”

I realized that I had misunderstood.

Mo Qiming leaned in and kissed Luo Danqin's lips in a flattering manner, without saying anything more.

Luo Danqin affectionately pinched his hot and red ears, "It's been so many years, and I haven't had anyone else by my side for a long time, Mo."

"I know I was wrong."

Mo Qiming smiled with satisfaction.

When He Suining woke up, it was already dinnertime. She wasn't so weak that she needed to eat in bed, but Qin Mo insisted on doing so.

Moreover, he even borrowed the kitchen here and cooked the food himself. He claimed it was because he was afraid she wouldn't be used to other people's food when she woke up.

She was forced to eat by Qin Mo, and then fell into a sweet sleep.

This evening.

He Suining had another dream, as she always had; she was used to dreaming about the past in her sleep.

Seeing Qin's flamboyant and handsome face, no one was surprised at all.

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Several years have passed.

Qin's temper became much more restrained when he was around her.

Everyone knows that He Suining has a beloved student. They are often together and rarely have time alone.

Even when General He went to the battlefield to kill the insectoids, Qin would go with him.

They share common memories, even having faced life and death together.

Compared to many years ago, He Suining's feelings for him have become even deeper.

But this is not the case for Qin.

He could clearly sense that He Suining had always treated him as an apprentice and as family.

Qin didn't know if she was slow to react or if she really had no feelings for him.

Actually, it's a good thing.

This means that once he completely refines the mortal energy within his body, he will have overcome the tribulation of love.

But Qin didn't know what he was dissatisfied with, as they spent more and more time together.

They eat together, sometimes so casually that they use the same pair of chopsticks.

They're so close, they practically sleep together in each other's arms.

Of course this is impossible.

He Suining wasn't used to it, and neither was he.

However, as time went by, Qin refined the mortal energy within his body and comprehended the concept of "emotion," leaving only a tiny bit of it remaining within him.

He had a feeling that it was almost time; he was almost completely refined.

can.

He was very agitated.

Could this also be part of a preordained tribulation of love arranged by Heaven?

"The Way of Heaven." Qin sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the sky, only daring to mutter softly, "You arrange cause and effect for all living beings in the world. Cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness requires experiencing tribulations of love. Why don't you arrange one for yourself?"

Humph.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Rumble.

Whether it was the Lord of Heaven who heard his complaints or not, the clear sky suddenly turned into a cloud-covered expanse, and a flash of lightning struck.

The window behind Qin was opened.

He Suining peeked out and said, "Qin, what are you doing outside? It's about to rain, come in quickly, don't get wet."

"Okay." Qin got up and went inside.

I saw her sitting in a chair, wiping her sword with a cloth.

He walked over and sat down opposite her, staring at her intently.

That sword must have been with He Suining for a very long time; both the hilt and the blade were worn and tattered.

It's very likely that if we cut down a few more Zerg, it will collapse and completely break down.

"Why doesn't Sister change her sword?" Qin tilted her head curiously, her tone revealing a jealousy she herself didn't realize, and she didn't even know where this jealousy came from. "Could it be that someone gave you this sword?"

He Suining looked at him, puzzled, and stopped wiping the sword. "This is the first sword I ever bought, so I cherish it a bit. It's a pity..."

She also noticed that the sword was about to break. "I was so used to using it that I couldn't get used to using other swords."

This is not a good thing to do; she'll have to change her sword sooner or later.

He Suining wasn't one to dwell on internal conflicts; once something happened, it had to be resolved. After thinking about it...

Then he looked at Qin and said, "When the weather clears up, come with me to buy a sword."

Qin looked at the sword, then carefully examined her expression.

She really liked the sword.

Her beautiful face was filled with reluctance.

He held out his hand. "Give me the sword."

He Suining didn't quite understand, but out of trust, she gave him the sword without thinking.

He examined the sword in his hand carefully, looking at it over and over again.

After watching for a while, he pretended to be casual and said in a nonchalant tone, "I'll fix it for you, but let me make it clear beforehand that I might not be able to fix it well."

He quietly glanced up at her.

If she had even the slightest doubt, he would throw the sword away.

He Suining paused for a few seconds, then a doting smile appeared on her face.

She stretched out both hands and pinched the soft flesh on his face with her fingers.

"Qin, you're such a treasure! You can do everything, you can even repair Master's sword. Is there anything I don't know about you?"

Qin's cheeks suddenly turned red.

He slapped her hand away impatiently, glared at her, and left with his sword.

These days may be the rainy season.

It's been raining and thundering non-stop.

He Suining isn't afraid of thunder, but it still bothers her so much that she can't sleep at night.

After a while.

Qin approached her with the repaired sword in his arms, casually tossing it to her, "Take a look."

He Suining caught the hilt of the thrown sword accurately and instinctively swung it twice.

It feels exactly the same as the previous sword.

The only difference was that something was carved near the hilt of the sword. She looked down and saw that it was a flower.

She was surprised, she thought to herself.

Qin likes flowers too, how cute!

"what is this flower?"

Qin choked on her words, pursed her lips, and said, "I saw it on the roadside and just carved it randomly."

He Suining was somewhat skeptical, because Qin really didn't seem like the type of person who would do something meaningless.

But since he didn't say anything, she didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she silently traced the mark with her fingers, memorizing the shape of the flower in her heart.

Maybe it's a flower that Qin likes.

She wanted to know what kind of flower it was.

He Suining did not thank him. Given their relationship, if she did, Qin would probably get angry and turn around and leave.

Over the years, she has at least a good understanding of his personality, if not a complete one.

This evening.

Qin wasn't home; he said he was going out for a late-night snack and wouldn't let her come along.

He Suining, seeing how hard he had worked to repair her sword these past few days and how obediently he had come to report to her, granted her permission.

But I still have to be back by 10 o'clock.

Qin pursed her lips, making a face that looked exactly like a yellow pursed-lips emoji, glanced at her speechlessly a few times, and nodded in agreement.

It's still raining and thundering tonight.

Qin walked along the road holding a white, transparent umbrella, and eventually turned into a quiet alleyway where few people walked.

The rumbling thunder added a touch of terror to the dark alleyway entrance.

He walked past without expression.

The rainwater that had been trampled on splashed onto his shoes, making them dirty.

Qin impatiently wiped it off with the black and red mist, and it became brand new again.

Until we arrived at a certain place.

He folded his umbrella and hid under the eaves, then said, "Come out."

A figure, appearing and disappearing in the distance, stood on the opposite wall. It was a graceful figure, quite tall.

Her fiery red hair was dazzling even in the darkness. She didn't use an umbrella, and the rain soaked her entire body, but it couldn't conceal her beauty.

It is a flamboyant and sexy beauty.

She jumped down from the wall and gracefully walked to Qin's side.

Looking down, she saw him holding a human-sized transparent umbrella and curled her lip in disdain.

He looked up at Qin again.

The look of disgust on his face immediately softened, "Yitian..."

You shouldn't call me by my given name.

Chi Feng's expression suddenly turned somewhat sad. She opened her mouth, but under his cold and indifferent gaze, she changed her address, "Dragon Lord..."

Upon hearing this address, Qin Cai nodded silently in response.

But he was very dissatisfied. "Why have you contacted me repeatedly through your Phoenix Clan elders? You should know that I am undergoing tribulation at a critical moment and should not have any contact with the ancient gods."

"I know." Chi Feng quickly explained, afraid that he would misunderstand. "Don't worry, I came through the Wheel of Reincarnation. As long as I don't stay for long, the Lord of Heaven won't find out."