Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 39

The girl’s slender white neck was especially striking—particularly the faint reddish mark blooming like a flower on her skin.

Leng Li frowned slightly and leaned in for a closer look, gently brushing it with the pad of his finger.

“This is…?”

For no particular reason, guilt pricked at his heart.

“Ahem… mosquito bite.”

It was the first time Leng Li had seen something like this up close, and he was suspicious.

“That big of a mark? Must’ve been one hell of a mosquito.”

Ruan Tang’s face turned red as she bit down on her lip.
“Mm… it was a pretty big mosquito.”

Leng Li caught her flustered expression and suddenly, a thought struck him. His face darkened slightly.

Then, without warning, he lowered his head and bit the other side of her snow-pale neck.

His sharp canine teeth ground against the soft, warm flesh like he was venting frustration—yet he couldn’t bring himself to bite too hard.

When he finally let go and leaned back to inspect his work, he saw it: an identical, intimate-looking mark.

His eyes reddened with jealousy.

“Yeah… definitely a big mosquito. Next time I see him, I have to slap that damn bug flat.”

Ruan Tang was on the verge of tears.

Why did both of them like biting her neck? Were they vampires or something?!

Just then, a firework burst in the night sky, unfolding like a blossom before vanishing into darkness.

“That’s my brother’s signal. Time’s up.”

Leng Li gave her one last lingering look—reluctant to leave—but his tone turned fierce, almost threatening:

“Tomorrow, you’re coming home with me. No more sneaking off with random guys. If I catch you again, I won’t let you off easy!”

He turned to leave, but after two steps, stopped, whipped around, and rushed back.

He stole a lightning-quick kiss at the corner of her lips—then bolted out like the wind.

“Ah Li!”

Ruan Tang called out, panicked.

She hadn’t even gotten the chance to convince him to turn back into a girl! He’d barely arrived before kissing and hugging her all over—she hadn’t said a single proper sentence yet!

But Leng Li ran too fast. Within seconds, his figure disappeared.

Ruan Tang: …Wuwuwu.

A few moments later, Lu Chengzhou rushed in, anxious. But what he found was a dejected little girl squatting in the corner like she was growing mushrooms.

“Tangtang, are you alright? Someone just tried to force their way in through the front gate. I was worried, so I came to check on you.”

Ruan Tang looked utterly defeated, her voice small and pitiful.

“Go ahead and look. Look all you want. One after another, it’s like you all planned this together… none of you ever listen to me…”

All her dreams were crushed. Ruan Tang had given up completely and flopped to the floor like a rag doll.

Lu Chengzhou, however, noticed something unusual.

He hurried forward, gently pulled the girl into his arms, and carefully checked her over.

When his eyes landed on the distinct, red mark on the side of her neck, a storm surged behind his gaze.

“Was it those two damn mermaids?!”

Ruan Tang didn’t respond. She’d resigned herself to fate.

She tilted her head back in practiced fashion, revealing her delicate, pale throat without the slightest hint of defense.

“You want a bite too, right? Go ahead, pick a spot you like. If you don’t want the neck, how about a bit lower—the collarbone’s fine too.”

As she spoke, she tugged lightly at her collar, revealing her slender, exquisite collarbone—seductive in its own right.

But her expression held not the slightest trace of flirtation. Lips bitten, eyes filled with grievance, she looked heartbreakingly innocent and wronged.

Lu Chengzhou’s breath caught. He almost lost control.

But in the end, he managed to restrain himself. With stiff hands, he pulled her collar back into place and said softly:

“Tangtang, things like this… should only be done with someone you love, okay?”

Ruan Tang tilted her head, confused.
“What do you mean?”

When she was alive, she’d been sickly and kept in isolation. She’d rarely left her room, and the only window into the world had been books—most of them obscure and academic.

She was utterly clueless when it came to love and relationships.

Physical affection was a mystery to her.

To her, all these men just had weird habits. What was with the biting?

Lu Chengzhou hesitated, staring into her confused peach blossom eyes. For a long moment, he couldn’t bring himself to explain.

Because if she ever did awaken to her feelings—if she ever fell for someone other than him—

He couldn’t allow that.

It was better this way. Let Tangtang stay oblivious.

As long as he kept the other dogs away, she’d remain his alone.

Having sorted out his thoughts, Lu Chengzhou gently patted her head and smiled.

“It means… from now on, don’t let other men get too close, alright? It would make me sad.”

Ruan Tang still didn’t understand.

Why would Lu Chengzhou feel sad if other men got close to her?

So strange.

The system, watching from the sidelines, sighed deeply.
t/n: The phrase “蹲牆角種蘑菇” (“squatting in the corner growing mushrooms”) is a humorous way to describe someone being sad and dejected, like they’ve given up on life.

System (seeing through everything): Sigh… Tangtang, you really are a block of wood.

That night, to keep a closer eye on her, Lu Chengzhou simply stayed in her room.

Afraid he wouldn’t be able to restrain himself, he didn’t dare share the bed and made do with the sofa.

The lights went out, and the room sank into quiet.

But just then, in the bushes below, a man crouched in the dark slowly retracted his gaze from the second-floor window.

He wore a black t-shirt. His skin was a warm bronze, his body cut into a classic inverted triangle—muscular, but not bulky.

His short buzzed hair framed sharp, masculine features. A scar slashed across one of his angular brows, giving his already fierce face a wild, dangerous edge.

He looked like a lone wolf, brimming with raw, untamed energy.

“Ruan… Tang…”

He murmured the name in a low, raspy voice—as if savoring the taste of something soft and sweet.

“Heh… Pretending to be all soft and innocent, but you sure know how to play the game.”

This man was known as “Blade,” a top-tier international mercenary.

He’d been paid to abduct the girl named Ruan Tang.

Tonight was just a recon mission.

And what he saw… was unexpected.

First, a stunningly handsome man had stormed into her room, pressed her down on the bed—

Blade had been crouching in a tree just outside.

From his angle, he could only see her snowy white calves, kicking and curling under the hem of her dress as if she were struggling.

The flickering light and half-hidden movements made the whole scene even more suggestive.

Then came a fresh-faced young pup, climbing in through the balcony and pinning her to the floor-to-ceiling window—again, in a position so suggestive it didn’t take much imagination to figure out what was happening.

What surprised him was how sharp the girl was—she sensed him watching.

He had no choice but to leap back down and hide in the bushes.

That’s how he saw the Lu family’s wealthy heir rushing anxiously to her room.

Now the lights were out. Seemed like he was planning to stay the night.

Tch… people really are never what they seem.

In just one night, three different men had entered and left her room.

Each of them, on his own, could probably have any woman he wanted.

And yet here they were—all hopelessly tangled around this one girl.

Incredible.

And as far as he could tell, none of them had realized they weren’t the only one.

Which led to a more entertaining thought: Was she playing all three?

Blade smirked darkly, intrigued.

He’d never cared for love or lust—but now, he was curious.

What kind of girl could enchant three powerful men so completely?

At the same time, a sneer tugged at his lips.

These men were fools.

Letting a single girl toy with them like this—what a disgrace.

In that sense, wasn’t he doing the world a favor by abducting her?

He couldn’t help but feel a spark of anticipation.

Tomorrow, he’d make his move.

He wondered—

What kind of expression would she make… in the face of fear and death?

Blade licked the corner of his lips, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement.