Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 225

Ruan Tang tried hard to turn her head, wanting to explain.

But her cheek was pinched by a large, slender-fingered hand.

Her face puffed up like a little hamster, unable to get a word out.

Chi Yang glared at her fiercely for a while, as if about to explode, then suddenly let out a strange laugh.

Speaking very slowly, he said:

“Got room in that little fishpond of yours? Save me a spot?” (t/n: “Fishpond” (鱼塘) is a slang term in Chinese meaning a person’s “pool of admirers/lovers.” When Chi Yang asks if there’s still space in Ruan Tang’s “fishpond,” he’s saying he wants to join the group of people pursuing her.)

Ruan Tang slowly typed out a question mark in her mind: “?”

The next second, her body was spun around, pressed face-to-face inside Chi Yang’s arms.

His muscular arms locked around her slender waist like iron clamps—so tight it felt like he might snap her in half the next second.

Then, without warning, Chi Yang lowered his head and kissed her with a force that was all-consuming.

Ruan Tang: ！！！！！！

She was currently disguised as a boy, and yet Chi Yang—Chi Yang actually kissed her—

His kiss was wild and domineering, no technique at all, just raw impulse and beastlike instinct. Ruan Tang’s legs went weak under the assault.

If Chi Yang hadn’t been gripping her waist so tightly, she would’ve collapsed onto the ground.

When the long kiss finally ended, Chi Yang rested his forehead against her neck, his hot, ragged breaths brushing against her skin. His hoarse voice muttered:

“Alright then… I’ve completely fallen. Twisted myself into a damn pretzel. Guess I’m bent now, no use denying it.”

Ruan Tang’s heart completely shattered.

…You’re the second male lead! The devoted protector of Lin Yao!

If you really must bend, then at least bend toward Lin Yao, not me!!! Wake up!!!

But Chi Yang was oblivious to her inner wails.

Instead, he pressed a light kiss on her flushed earlobe, his tone uncharacteristically gentle:

“It’s just fencing, right? If it’s with you, I guess it’s not that hard to accept.”

Ruan Tang: !!! I never said I accepted this!!!

【Wuwuwu, System, did I break this worldline again?】

The system, however, sounded utterly calm.

【No worries, you’ll get used to it. If the worldline collapses this easily, that’s a quality issue with the worldline itself. Someone will just patch it up later.】

Chi Yang squeezed her cheeks again, sour jealousy in his tone:

“I’m trying to confess to you here. Who the hell are you thinking about?”

Ruan Tang wanted to answer, but then she suddenly saw familiar figures at the alley’s entrance.

It was Lin Yao and the others.

The movie wasn’t even over yet—did they come looking for her?

She and Chi Yang were standing deep in the alley where the light was dim, so they hadn’t been noticed immediately.

Chi Yang saw them too. His gaze darkened.

“Oh, your little fish fry came to find you.”

Ruan Tang opened her mouth to call for help—

But Chi Yang bit down on her swollen lip, then leaned close to her ear, smirking wickedly:

“Go on, scream louder. Let them see exactly what we’re doing in here.”

His large hand slid under her clothes.

Ruan Tang’s cheeks burned scarlet, but she didn’t dare make a sound. She bit down on her lip, her eyes shimmering with watery red at the corners.

“Huh?”

Chi Yang touched something and gave it a tug—

Out came a long bandage.

“What’s this?”

Chi Yang froze, then his expression shifted.

“You’re hurt? Where? Let me see!”

Ruan Tang panicked and quickly clutched her chest. Thankfully, she’d wrapped extra layers today, so it hadn’t unraveled too much.

“N-no, I’m not hurt! It’s—it’s just for waist training! I heard it makes your waist thinner!”

Of course, it was all nonsense.

Luckily, Chi Yang wasn’t the brightest, and he believed whatever she said.

He placed his calloused hand against her slim waist, giving it a gentle squeeze. His ears turned crimson.

“You’re already this thin. I can wrap one hand around you…”

He tried to pull back, but the sensation was too good. He couldn’t resist.

Muttering under his breath, his face red, he said:

“What do you even eat… why’s your skin so soft and smooth…”

His hand wandered upward almost unconsciously.

Ruan Tang’s face turned crimson, nearly letting out a gasp. She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, her peach blossom eyes brimming with dangerous charm.

And then—

Chi Yang finally realized something was wrong.

“Huh… you actually… have pecs?”

Ruan Tang: ！！！！！！

“Not bad, Tang Tang, secretly working out, huh? Bet your pecs aren’t as big as mine!”

Without thinking, he yanked open her collar to take a look.

And froze.

The loosened bandages revealed faintly rounded curves. Between the layers of cloth, he caught glimpses of tender, pale skin squeezed tight—

His face flushed scarlet, his heart hammering wildly.

He stammered dumbly:

“…Shit. They really are bigger than mine.”

Ruan Tang, mortified, shoved his face away with a loud smack.

The sound carried.

Outside the alley, Yan Qing turned his head at once, startled.

The moonlight spilled down, illuminating the intimate scene clearly:

A tall, broad-shouldered man had a delicate youth pinned against the wall.

One large hand was under the youth’s clothes, tugging the hem up to expose a strip of luminous white waist.

The other was tugging at the youth’s collar, revealing smooth, enticing collarbones.

The boy’s lips were swollen, his snowy skin flushed, his wide eyes dazed and alluring—obviously just ravished.

Yan Qing’s face was unreadable as he strode in with long, firm steps.

Lin Yao and Xia Lan followed, both looking grim.

Chi Yang, face burning to his ears, glanced sideways at Ruan Tang, his mind still stuck on that moment—

His pecs were hard as rock.

But Ruan Tang’s “pecs”… why were they so soft???

Wait… could it be… the legendary thing that only girls had?!!!

The normally arrogant boy stood frozen like an idiot.

Even when Yan Qing reached him, he didn’t react—

Until Yan Qing’s fist smashed straight into his nose.

Lin Yao immediately pulled Ruan Tang behind him protectively, while Xia Lan dabbed at her swollen lips with a tissue—cursing Chi Yang’s ancestors eighteen generations back.

Only then did it finally hit Chi Yang.

Ruan Tang was a girl!!!

He wasn’t bent at all!!!

Chi Yang’s face split into an ecstatic grin, looking so thrilled it stunned Xia Lan.

“Is he a pervert? Getting beat up and still smiling? Tang Tang, let’s stay away from freaks like him.”

Xia Lan dragged Ruan Tang a few steps back.

Yan Qing said nothing, his fists raining down on Chi Yang with grim fury.

Chi Yang had known Yan Qing would be angry—but he hadn’t expected him to actually throw punches.

After all, this was Yan Qing.

The rule-abiding, straight-laced, model student Yan Qing.

Forcing Yan Qing to lose his composure and start a fight—Chi Yang thought that was pretty damn impressive too.