I want to be gentle [Quick Transmigration]

There is still a faint milky scent lingering in the nostrils, which is much weaker than what I smelled before.

Instead, there was an indescribable aura.

The scent of milk is entangled in it, inexplicably making people feel... palpitating.

There was a stark contrast between the warm breath in the ear and the slightly cool temperature on the body.

Su Shiyi let go of her wrist, and leaned closer to her, his voice was low and soft, and he muttered like complaining: "Why don't you talk anymore, sister beauty."

Wang Ting's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand subconsciously to push her away...

Starting with smooth skin, the appropriate benefit of coolness, not too cold, is the temperature of a dragon.

The silver-blue scales have completely disappeared under the fair skin, making the skin firm and soft.

"You..." Wang Ting was stunned for a second, and quickly realized, "You go and put on your clothes first."

When the palm touched the skin, it stepped back, hanging in the air, with no place to rest.

"clothes?"

Su Shiyi got up a little bit, reached out and picked up the student uniform with the curly moiré pattern on the side, shook it off, and looked at her with a smile, "You mean this?"

After she got up, her vision became much wider.

"..."

The neat and clean white dress with curly moiré patterns suddenly dimmed a bit in her hands, and she seemed to be more white than the disciple's uniform.

Her fingertips inadvertently scratched a small piece of skin due to her movements.

Wu Ting's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and his fingers quickly gathered back into his palms as if stimulated.

She closed her eyes slightly, turned her face to one side, and said in a cold tone, "Go back to your original shape first."

Su Shiyi didn't seem to notice her change, and asked in a serious tone: "Do you want me to turn back into your little brat?"

"..."

Wang Ting lowered his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, as if acquiescing.

"I have a name."

Su Shiyi casually threw the cloud-patterned student uniform aside, naturally took her hand hanging in mid-air, and said very unhappy, "You didn't ask me either."

She gently spread her curled fingers, and her tone softened.

Su Shiyi said to himself, "But it's okay, I can tell you on my own initiative."

The tip of his nose brushed her cheek affectionately, obediently, without any other movements.

"I am... your Su Shiyi."

"..."

Wang Ting raised her eyes slightly, the eyes under the long eyelashes were deep and dark, her fingers lifted her chin, and slid along her neck and throat, hesitating, "Little brat."

"If you really like this name," Su Shiyi bent her eyes, took her hand and brought it to her lips to kiss her, with a smiley tone, "it's also good to use as a nickname, sister beauty..."

Wang Ting's eyes flickered, and he suddenly reached out to grab her throat, with a soft and slow voice, "Little brat, you have to talk over your head, otherwise... I will take it seriously."

His eyes narrowed slightly, a warning of danger lurking.

"Then hurry up and take it seriously..." Su Shiyi sniffed the scent of wine left on her body, raised his lips, and smiled innocently and brightly, "This way, I can give birth to a baby dragon sooner."

His body relaxed quietly, taking advantage of the situation to get a little closer to her.

"..."

Hua Ting suddenly grabbed her waist, turned sideways and hugged her tightly.

Push her back under him.

In the distance, a voice sounded outside the courtyard.

"Little Junior Sister!"

After Ye Shixiu settled down with his friends, he stepped forward into the courtyard and looked around, "It's weird, why do you still have traces of restraint here?"

From the gazebo to the courtyard, there is a layer of forbidden remnants that have not been forcibly destroyed, which is very strange.

Regarding this question, he only wondered for a while, and when he reached the door, he put the question aside in his mind and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"and many more!"

A dense mass of restraints suddenly appeared under his feet, and he was frozen in place.

Ye Shixiu pulled his calf, confused, "...Little Junior Sister?"

He just wanted to knock on the door.

"What are you doing back here?"

There was a voice from my junior junior sister in the room, and Ye Shixiu heard a bit of gnashing of teeth inexplicably from it.

Ye Shixiu cleared his throat, "Cough, it's actually nothing, it's just..."

Overheard: "Then go out."

An irrefutable tone.

"No, you listen to me first."

Ye Shixiu hurriedly said, "It's still the young owner of Xiaoyaolou. He wants to see you. Everyone is waiting at the gate of the courtyard. Look, I've brought the wine to you too, right..."

Rival... ah.

Su Shiyi obediently was pressed under the beautiful sister, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and looked at her, "Did you drink the wine brought by that person?"

The beautiful sister hummed in a low voice.

Reaching out to restrain her unruly hand, he raised his voice and replied, "I don't see you, let's go."

Ye Shixiu's ears were very sharp, so he naturally heard the movement inside, although he couldn't hear what was said clearly.

After a moment of astonishment, gossip was burning in his heart, and he lowered his voice: "Junior Sister, are there other people hiding in your room?"

Ye Shixiu thought he said the word "hidden" well.

Listening to him and not responding to his words, he moved his fingertips slightly, twirled a spell, and said flatly: "Go see him for me."

It was suddenly dark for a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes again, Ye Shixiu keenly sensed something was wrong with him.

His feet were able to move, he touched his face, took out a small mirror and looked, "..."

His face became ninety-nine times like a false hearing.

For some unknown reason, Ye Shixiu lowered his head and looked at his chest. It was still flat, and he was inexplicably disappointed.

This is too hasty.

After a pause for a few seconds, Ye Shixiu sighed, waved his hands and turned around and said, "All right, then I'm leaving."

Isn't it just the golden house hiding the beauty, he just doesn't look at it.

It's not that he's brainless, he can imagine it by himself.

"..."

People walk away.

Su Shiyi wrapped his arms around her waist, and stared at her with his face up, with an obvious smile in his crystal clear eyes.

The rival is gone.

Inadvertently infected by her smile.

The beauty sister's lips curled up, her eyes narrowed slightly, "How old are you?"

She raised her hand to pinch her chin, and gently stroked her lower lip with her thumb, her tone of voice was unclear, "You want to give birth to a baby dragon so much?"

The tip of her wet and warm tongue gently wiped her fingertips, Su Shiyi's eyes were pure and innocent, "How could that be?"

Wang Ting's eyes darkened slightly, his throat rolled up and down calmly, and a doubtful tone came out from his nasal cavity, "Huh?"

"Birth of a baby dragon or something..."

The bottom of the silver-blue eyes is clear, and a little bit of cunning blends with the pure and innocent light in small pieces.

Su Shiyi raised her eyes slightly, and after licking it tentatively a few times, her pink lips parted slightly, engulfing her fingertips.

She said vaguely, "I care more about the process."

Su Shiyi looked at her with unusually obedient eyebrows and eyes.It's full of pure love and innocence...Deliberately seduce.

An extremely faint laugh escaped his lips.

The beautiful elder sister hooked the corners of her lips, lowered her head to the corners of her lips, and rubbed them vaguely, her eyes flickering.

She knowingly asked, "What process?"

She could see clearly, what kind of thoughts were hidden in the heart of this innocent-looking kid.

Teeth gnawed lightly at her fingertips.

Su Shiyi's eyes brightened, "The process of giving birth to a baby dragon..."

The voice is low, a little hoarse.