Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 38

Tongtong threw up its hands in helpless frustration:
“Sigh… What do we do with this love-dumb host? She’s being bullied and still has no idea!”

No matter how much Ruan Tang struggled, Leng Hao easily pinned both her wrists.

The long kiss finally ended.

Ruan Tang was gasping for breath like she’d just escaped death, her cheeks flushed crimson, her peach blossom eyes swimming with mist.

Wuwuwu… That was close! I almost suffocated!

Leng Hao stared at her, Adam’s apple bobbing heavily. After a moment, he forced himself to look away and regulate his breathing.

“I’ll help Leng Li sneak in.”

His voice was rougher than usual—like he was barely holding something back.

“But you’re not allowed to get too close to him.”

Ruan Tang was still lightly panting. Her oxygen-deprived brain felt hazy, so she didn’t respond.

“You’ll have ten minutes. Once you see the signal, he needs to leave immediately.”

His hand brushed gently across her soft lips.
“Tangtang… after the banquet tomorrow, come home with me. Okay?”

Ruan Tang thought about it seriously.
After tomorrow, when the male and female leads officially meet, she’d do her best to match them up.

So for now, it would be better to stay near Leng Li.

She nodded obediently.
“Okay.”

Only then did Leng Hao’s cold, jade-like expression finally soften.

“Good girl.”

He suddenly remembered something. Leaning down, he bit lightly at the side of her snow-white neck, leaving behind a clear and unmistakably intimate mark.

Earlier, when he woke her up, she’d murmured “Lu Chengzhou” in her sleep.

That name had stoked his jealousy like wildfire.

Clearly, that bastard had woken her up plenty of times before.

Just imagining the way she looked—confused and sweet, freshly awake—being seen by that man… made his chest ache with sour resentment.

“Mm… You bit me again?”

Ruan Tang blinked, confused. The sensation had been strange—not painful, but tingly and electric.

Leng Hao lowered his eyes.
“It’s a mark.”

Just picturing Lu Chengzhou’s reaction when he saw the mark tomorrow eased Leng Hao’s rage slightly.

“Alright. I’m going to distract the guards so Leng Li can sneak in.”

As he stood to leave, Ruan Tang grabbed the hem of his coat, her peach blossom eyes shining like starlight.

“Isn’t that dangerous? Maybe we shouldn’t…”

Leng Hao paused, then couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Tangtang was worried about him.

The way she looked at him—with those eyes—if she asked for the moon, he’d try to pluck it down for her.

“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen. If it’s something Tangtang wants to do, I’ll help you see it through.”

In the end, Ruan Tang didn’t stop him.

Soon after, a commotion stirred outside the villa. Someone was apparently trying to force their way in, drawing the guards toward the front gate.

That was when Leng Li quietly slipped in through the balcony.

Just as Ruan Tang turned to check the commotion, she collided with him head-on.

She gave a startled yelp, stumbled on her dress hem, and fell backward.

Leng Li reacted fast—he caught her around the waist and pulled her into his arms.

The sweet, familiar scent of her filled his nose.

Her waist was so slim, he could circle it easily with one arm. He looked down—and there was her beautiful, porcelain face right before him.

“Tangtang!” he exclaimed with surprise and joy.

But Ruan Tang pushed him aside and rushed to the tall glass window, rising onto her toes to peer into the distance.

“Is Brother Leng Hao okay? There were so many people—what if he gets caught?”

Her voice began to tremble with tears. She really should have tried harder to stop him.

The tall boy standing behind her frowned slightly.

He stepped forward, placing a hand beside her face and leaning in, his chest pressing against her back, pinning her lightly to the window.

His sharp chin rested on her shoulder as he sniffed like a little dog. Amid her usual sweet scent, he also caught his brother’s colder fragrance.

Leng Li frowned, jealousy bubbling up like carbonated water.

In a low, aggrieved murmur, he complained:

“I heard you missed me. But now that I’m here, all you care about is my brother. You won’t even look at me.”

He was a full head taller than her and easily wrapped her in his embrace.

Trapped between Leng Li and the glass, Ruan Tang felt like a helpless bunny caught in a snare.

Her soft voice pleaded:
“Ah Li, let me go first…”

Leng Li sniffed her neck again and sulked:

“No way. If I let you go, you’ll run off to find some other guy.”

“But Brother Leng Hao…”

“Relax. My brother can hold those guards off for half an hour without breaking a sweat.”

Then, as if remembering something infuriating, his face darkened.

“And he only gave me ten minutes! That’s so unfair!”

Ruan Tang finally relaxed a little.

“Okay, but let me go first. This pose is really weird…”

She only meant it was uncomfortable, but the word “weird” triggered something else entirely in Leng Li’s imagination.

He glanced down.

Her petite figure was pressed tightly against the glass, small hands splayed helplessly. Her slim waist dipped in gently, and the thin gauzy nightgown clung to her in delicate folds and curves.

The reflection in the window made the two of them look like they were almost fused together.

Leng Li suddenly felt parched.

“Y-Yeah… it is kinda weird…”

Ruan Tang squirmed lightly.
“So let me go already!”

But the thoughts running through the boy’s head left him no defenses. His body went stiff, and the hand on her waist involuntarily tightened.

“Don’t move.”

His usually clear voice had gone husky.

“Stop moving…”

His tone carried a hint of danger. Ruan Tang froze, unsure what was happening.

But then she suddenly felt a strange gaze settle on her body.

She instinctively looked up—toward a tree in the distance.

A dark shadow flitted by.

Gone in an instant.

Huh? Was that my imagination?

“Ah Li.”

Leng Li flinched, guilt flooding him. His ears turned bright red.

Had they been caught?

But Ruan Tang only asked,

“Did you see something on that tree out there?”

Leng Li blinked.
“N-Nope, nothing.”

“Must’ve been my eyes playing tricks…”

Leng Li slowly exhaled and stepped back, quickly turning away as if trying to hide the blush blooming on his face.

“My brother said you wanted to talk to me…”

“Oh right!”

Ruan Tang had nearly forgotten. She rushed to him with sparkling eyes.

“Ah Li, can you turn back into a girl tomorrow?”

Leng Li hadn’t expected that question. His expression fell.

“So… you don’t like me as a boy?”

Ruan Tang struggled to answer.
“…It’s not that I don’t like you…”

“Then you do like me! Too bad! I’m not changing back!”

His eyes shone brightly—holding some secret emotion just beneath the surface.

“I want to be the one who makes Tangtang happy!”

Ruan Tang tilted her head, confused.
“Huh…?”

Just then, Leng Li’s eyes flicked toward her neck—and spotted the mark.