A Female Lead Wants a Lifelong Union With Me (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 10

Lin Ruoxue leaned down and swept An He up directly by her waist.

The moment her feet left the ground, An He was so terrified she couldn’t even recite “Amitabha” anymore, looking like a silly dog defeated by life.

Lin Ruoxue looked down at her, her lips curling slightly as she pressed a kiss onto her forehead.

In this instant, An He suddenly remembered what Lin Ruoxue had said to her long ago.

She asked: Can the Buddha you believe in save you? Can he grant you salvation?

An He covered her eyes and shed a single tear of bitter sorrow.

It seemed… he really couldn’t.

Lin Ruoxue gave her no chance to struggle. She carried her straight to the second floor, arriving at An He’s room and kicking the door open with one foot.

An He was stunned, unable to figure out how Lin Ruoxue had distinguished which room was hers.

“Maybe she tracked your scent,” the System said.

“Do you take her for a dog?” An He reflexively countered.

“Please repeat after me,” the System cleared its throat, sounding like it was suppressing a laugh. “Foxes are large canids.”

An He: “Ah, I’m not listening, I’m not—”

Before the word “listening” could leave her mouth, Lin Ruoxue had already thrown her onto the bed with no hesitation in her movements.

The moment she landed, An He reflexively grabbed the bed curtains, her eyes reflecting deep fear.

Lin Ruoxue leaned in just at that moment, meeting her gaze full of helplessness and panic.

Without warning, she was stung sharply by An He’s expression.

This was the… first time she had ever seen An He look like this.

Even back when she had locked her in the dungeon, An He had always been proud and fearless, like a flower blooming on the edge of a precipice.

But now, this flower had suddenly withered.

And it was because of her.

Lin Ruoxue lowered her gaze, her movements pausing for a moment.

Seeing her stop, An He instinctively felt that her pitiful appearance had triggered a reaction. She quickly pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, adopting an even more miserable posture.

Do you see this? Do you see? If you dare touch me, I’ll cry for you right now!

The Lin Ruoxue before her naturally couldn’t hear her thoughts. Not only could she not hear them, but she suddenly straightened her body and raised her two slender, well-defined hands to gently untie the white silk ribbon at her waist.

An He: ??? What are you doing?! What are you doing?!

“I’m sorry,” she suddenly heard Lin Ruoxue say, her voice carrying a trace of sadness that was hard to detect.

An He wanted to resist, but Lin Ruoxue grabbed her wrist and bound it tightly with that white silk ribbon.

Next, she took off the mask she was wearing and slapped it onto An He’s face.

“This way, I won’t have to see your face,” Lin Ruoxue leaned down and embraced her, her breath spreading by her ear—three parts warm, seven parts cold. “And I won’t feel softhearted anymore.”

Damn your soul, aaaaaah!

At this moment, An He just wanted to close her eyes and sleep through it.

But that was clearly impossible.

When vision is restricted, other senses become heightened to compensate.

The way Lin Ruoxue touched her, the way Lin Ruoxue kissed her lips, the way Lin Ruoxue chuckled in her ear…

Every single sensation seemed to be magnified countless times, wrapping tightly around An He.

An He wanted to cry, only to realize she already was; tears had soaked her face.

Lin Ruoxue lowered her head, kissing away the tears that had slid to the corner of her mouth, her movements incredibly tender.

Seeing An He’s mouth slightly open as if she were having trouble breathing, she tilted her head, nipped her lips, and slowly breathed her own air into her.

This move was surprisingly effective. Like a drowning person finally finding a life-saving straw, An He unconsciously reached back and embraced her. Her entire body pressed against Lin Ruoxue, allowing her to take, to demand, and to slowly “consume” her bit by bit.

“Xixi,” in her daze, she heard Lin Ruoxue calling her name in a low voice, sounding like she was addressing a deeply adored lover.

An He didn’t know if she responded.

She only felt her body burning fiercely, her consciousness blurred, and all boundaries washed away.

Nothing remained but pleasure.

Only pleasure.

An He had fallen asleep by her side.

Lin Ruoxue sat up and gently tucked the quilt around An He, her eyes filled with adoration.

She had finally touched this person, even if she had to endure severe consequences, even if she had to pay a heavy price.

When An He woke up, what would the situation become?

Lin Ruoxue didn’t know yet.

But at least for this moment, her heart was completely full.

She was incredibly happy and satisfied.

She smiled, straightened her clothes, and then carefully climbed out of bed.

Before leaving, she leaned down and kissed An He’s lips.

Just as the books said, they were sweet.

An He slept until evening.

She didn’t wake up naturally; she was woken up by hunger.

She hadn’t had time to eat lunch before falling into Lin Ruoxue’s trap, and then she was handled on the bed like a fish being flipped back and forth, exhausting all her physical strength long ago.

Adding to that a sleep that lasted until now, her stomach was naturally even hungrier.

If she said it out loud, people might actually laugh—the first thought that popped into her head the moment she opened her eyes was to find something to eat.

An He: Small, helpless, but can eat.

Lin Ruoxue was nowhere to be seen. An He carefully used the bed railings for support, slowly shifting to the edge of the bed to put on her shoes.

She had never done these things before; she had only read descriptions in books.

The books said it was incredibly comfortable, like ultimate bliss on earth, and that after waking up, one could revisit the flavors of it several times.

The “bliss” was certainly there, but “revisiting” was out of the question.

Right now her entire waist and her legs were soft, as if they didn’t belong to her.

An He wore a bitter face, leaning against the bed as she shifted toward the wall, then leaned against the wall as she slowly made her way out.

Just as she finally managed to reach the door with great difficulty, it suddenly opened. She came face-to-face with Lin Ruoxue standing in the doorway.

An He: “…”

Lin Ruoxue: “…”

They stood in silence, looking at each other for a long time.

Finally, it was Lin Ruoxue who spoke first, with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

“It’s already come to this, Xixi. Where else are you planning to go?”