A Female Lead Wants a Lifelong Union With Me (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 16

Lin Yueyue was truly a professional writer in her past life.

While her prose might not have been top-tier, the explicitness of the plot and the ups and downs of the story were truly exhilarating. It was no wonder she had once climbed into the ranks of bestselling authors. Though she had accidentally “fallen” from grace later, one could not deny the glory she had once achieved!

—All of the above was the System’s nonsensical rambling.

However, An He couldn’t hear a word the System was saying right now. Her entire attention was focused on Lin Ruoxue’s hand. She could clearly feel that hand gently caressing her face, bringing a distinct sensation and an overwhelming, searing heat.

An He felt her heart racing.

Lin Ruoxue acted as if she hadn’t noticed An He’s emotional shift, continuing to flip through the stack of papers with a smile on her face. She would even point out the key parts for An He to see.

She said, “Xixi, look. We haven’t tried this position yet.”

An He’s face turned so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.

Relying on her final shred of stubbornness, An He closed her eyes and began to frantically chant “Amitabha” in her mind.

After an unknown amount of time, the surroundings seemed to fall silent. The sound of Lin Ruoxue flipping pages vanished at some point.

An He didn’t dare open her eyes. She pleaded with the System in her mind to check what Lin Ruoxue was doing.

“She fell asleep,” the System said. “You ignored her for so long, she flipped through the novel for a bit and couldn’t help but doze off.”

“Huh?” An He froze, completely disbelieving.

“Truly,” the System clicked its tongue, its tone impatient. “Believe it or not.”

An He: “…” If only there were a mechanism to file a complaint against the System.

She sighed and finally opened her eyes through her own efforts, intending to investigate.

What she saw almost scared her witless.

Although Lin Ruoxue was still holding her, one of her hands was raised, performing a spell.

An He watched as she conjured a large bundle of red ropes from nowhere. Half were tied to the bed, and the other half were held in her hand.

Seeing An He open her eyes, Lin Ruoxue’s lips curled into a slight smirk, and she released her hold on her.

An He saw a chance to escape. She immediately kicked off the ground, intending to bolt.

But she clearly didn’t succeed. In the next second, Lin Ruoxue’s tail whipped up, wrapping tightly around her until only her small face was visible.

An He truly wanted to weep but had no tears.

“Lin Ruoxue, let me go right now!” she struggled inside the tail. The white fur was so soft it tickled her, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Lin Ruoxue acted as if she hadn’t heard a thing. Not only did she ignore her, she even raised the ropes and began to bind them around An He, bit by bit.

She was even muttering to herself, saying, “Xixi, I took a look just now and thought this way of playing was quite nice. Let’s try it out today.”

“You dare!” An He roared at her, looking very fierce.

Lin Ruoxue laughed, leaning down to gently tap An He’s forehead. “Why wouldn’t I dare?”

“I’m telling you, be careful. When you let me go, you’re dead meat!” An He threatened her, gritting her teeth.

“Oh, is that so?” Lin Ruoxue nodded, focusing intently on tying the ropes. Only after this “great project” was entirely complete did she finally look up, her smile playful.

“Fine then. I shall wait and see… exactly how you want me to die.”

The moment her voice fell, An He was already carried onto the bed.

An He lay on the large bed amidst the chaotic red ropes, feeling like a “salted fish” that had lost all hope. Lin Ruoxue had already pressed down on her, her face leaning closer and closer.

An He thought that since she was definitely going to be “eaten” anyway, she might as well accept her fate.

But before that, she wanted revenge.

So, the moment Lin Ruoxue kissed her, she opened her mouth and bit Lin Ruoxue’s lip.

An He’s body had two little canine teeth. They were very sharp. With her movement, the teeth tore into the lip, drawing beads of blood.

Lin Ruoxue froze, clearly not expecting her to do such a thing.

Blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth, falling onto her palm like blossoming flowers.

Lin Ruoxue looked down and saw An He actually smiling at her with curled lips, her eyes filled with a silent stubbornness. This expression and look were things she had never seen before; for a moment, she found it incredibly novel and exciting.

She wanted to see more of An He’s expressions, to collect every single moment.

Last time, because she couldn’t bear to, she had covered An He’s face with a mask and thus missed her expressions. This time, she wanted to reclaim them all, one by one.

“Xixi.” Thinking this, she reached out to caress An He’s face, her eyes full of obsession and adoration. “Do you like this?”

An He: I like your big head…

Before she could speak, Lin Ruoxue had already lowered her head to remove her trousers, skillfully avoiding the red ropes.

An He closed her eyes and panted. She felt the red ropes were like living things, tightening bit by bit, winding around her skin, bringing pain while simultaneously making her unable to help but succumb.

So much so that later, when Lin Ruoxue had just reached out to touch her, she was already so sensitive that she could reach the breaking point at any second.

“Xixi,” Lin Ruoxue whispered in her ear, her voice light, brushing against An He’s nerves like a feather. “Hold on for a bit.”

“I won’t let you off easily. You should know that.”

An He didn’t know how much time had passed, nor how many times Lin Ruoxue had flipped and tossed her back and forth.

If she really were a salted fish, she would have been cooked through by now—maybe even starting to char. But Lin Ruoxue acted as if she could never get enough, holding her and refusing to let go.

An He really wanted to open her mouth to complain, to say Stop, I feel like my skin is going to break.

But she couldn’t. Her mouth was constantly blocked by Lin Ruoxue, bitten repeatedly.

An He felt this woman was truly vengeful. Just because she bit her once, she was being gnawed on endlessly as if the fox were trying to devour her. An He was covered in bite marks and countless rope imprints.

Finally, she couldn’t hold it in and burst out crying.

Seeing her sobbing uncontrollably, Lin Ruoxue finally stopped. She sighed with a smile and lay down beside An He fully clothed, pulling her into a tight embrace and coaxing her with gentle words.

She said, “Xixi, don’t cry. When you wake up, I’ll take you out to buy delicious food, okay?”

“Who cares about your food!” An He said in a low voice, her eyes watery.

Lin Ruoxue reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, continuing to coax her carefully. “Then I’ll take you to make new clothes, forge new hairpins, and buy lots and lots of novel trinkets. As long as you like them, I’ll buy them all for you. So, stop crying, alright?”

An He blinked upon hearing this, feeling that it was a fair trade.

Although she had compromised in her heart, her tears still flowed uncontrollably, making her look like a “person made of tears.”

Finally, having no other choice, Lin Ruoxue used the hem of her sleeve to wipe them away bit by bit.

Halfway through the wiping, An He cried herself to sleep.

She was still mumbling something. Lin Ruoxue leaned in to listen and found that An He was cursing her.

“Pfft…” She couldn’t help but laugh out loud. She pulled the quilt over to cover An He and raised a hand to gently pat her back.

“Tell me, why do I like you so much?” she whispered while patting, her eyes full of tenderness. “I like you so much that even if you wanted my heart, I would undoubtedly cut it out and give it to you.”

“As long as you are happy, I feel joy too.”