Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 103

The Lord God’s face remained expressionless, his cold, chiseled features betraying not the slightest ripple of emotion.

As if nothing in the world could ever move him.

“There’s no need for me to show mercy. If she fails the next world, the punishment sequence will be triggered.”

The system’s face went pale.

That rumored punishment sequence—

Such a delicate, fragile girl could never withstand it.

She absolutely could not fail the next world.

“Just now, you mentioned something about four… lingering shadows?”

The system lowered his head even further.

“You mean you haven’t heard…? There are four escaped world characters… they’ve been chasing after my host, following her through every world she enters…”

The Lord God narrowed his eyes dangerously.

“Oh? No wonder the collapses have been happening with such regularity.”

Every time those four characters forcibly tore themselves from a world, it destabilized and collapsed.

The Lord God’s lips curved in a cold sneer as he looked toward the boy.

Cold sweat trickled down the system’s back.

“Failing missions one after another is one thing, but why is it that every single world I crafted with such care collapses the moment she enters it? What is she, a one-girl demolition crew? Or maybe a hyperactive husky?”
(t/n: “husky” in Chinese internet slang often refers to someone chaotic, silly, or destructive, because of the breed’s mischievous reputation.)

The system: “…”

“I want to see for myself what kind of extraordinary existence is making me work overtime for an entire month without rest.”

With that icy remark, the man swept his sleeve and strode toward the room.

The system panicked, wanting to chase after him and stop him, but the door slammed shut in his face, nearly smashing his nose.

“Ooooh… Tangtang, it’s my fault. You’ll have to fend for yourself now.”

The boy in white pulled a long face.

When the Lord God lost his temper, that was the most terrifying thing of all.

…

The Lord God approached the sofa, his brows furrowed in irritation, and kicked at it impatiently.

Ruan Tang still slept deeply, showing no signs of waking.

With an irritable click of his tongue, he was just about to reach down and haul the girl up.

But in the next second, she suddenly grabbed his hand.

“Mmm… ice cream…”

Her plump cherry lips parted slightly. A pink tongue slipped out and gently licked his slender, pale index finger.

Then—she bit down with a little “owu” sound.

The Lord God froze.

He stared in stunned disbelief at the drowsy little beauty, who had mistaken his finger for a cone and was now nibbling and licking at it.

Then, with her small face scrunched up, she muttered dreamily, sounding pitiful and wronged:

“Mmm… why isn’t it sweet at all… so hard… not tasty…”

Because she still had his finger between her teeth, her words came out slurred, her tongue heavy. The muffled sound was unexpectedly adorable.

As she spoke, her lips and tongue brushed against his fingertip—like a spark of current flashing through his entire body.

That aloof, godlike face flushed instantly red. He yanked his hand back as if burned and spun around to flee the room.

The system stared in astonishment at his normally unshakable superior, whose ears were now glowing red.

“Lord God, what… what happened to you?”

The Lord God raised a hand to cover his lips, his heartbeat thundering, eyes darting away. His voice came out stiff and forced.

“N-nothing.”

The system peered up at him cautiously.

“So… you’re not angry anymore?”

The Lord God turned his face aside, speaking stiffly.

“Forget it. What’s the point of being angry? I, of all people, won’t stoop to holding a grudge against a little girl. Those four pests are troublesome enough on their own—if sticking to her keeps them from running amok, then fine, let them.”

He turned to leave but paused, then asked in a tone that was just a little unnatural:

“She… what’s her name?”

The system blinked, taken aback.

“Who do you mean?”

The Lord God’s face darkened. “Who else?! The one in the room!”

“Oh! You mean my host. Her name’s Ruan Tang. Well? Isn’t she super cute?!”

The Lord God gave a cold snort and swept away.

“Not cute at all!”

But the flush still burning at his ears betrayed him completely.

The system tilted his head, then suddenly understood—his face filled with shock.

Holy crap!!! No wonder she’s my host! She managed to charm even the Lord God himself just by napping!!!

Legendary!