Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Loves to Jump

Qiao Zhen, a diligent and inconspicuous small fry in the Heavenly Realm's Fate Office, was swept into a series of tasks, mission number 999, due to a bolt of heavenly lightning.

She expec...

Chapter 176 If you're so capable, then go ahead and become even more ruthless (16)

"Yes." Qiao Zhen lied. Actually, that wasn't right. He would definitely bring her along.

Qi Yijuan lingered in Qiao Zhen's arms for a long time. He got up and packed up all the things. Afterward, he treated Qiao Zhen the same way he had seven years ago, only now he was more careful.

Qiao Zhen wasn't blind or stupid; she could naturally see what Qi Yijuan was worried about. "Bring the household registration book. Today is Monday, let's go get married. It's on me."

Qi Yijuan was stunned; he couldn't even believe it. "What...what did you just say?"

Qiao Zhen waved the household registration book in her hand. "Getting married is a matter of time. Young man, seize the opportunity."

The household registration book was with Grandpa Qi, and Qi Yijuan made a phone call to have his assistant deliver it within two hours.

Qi Yijuan was somewhat excited, but forced himself to pretend to be calm. Little did he know that his eyes, which were wandering around Qiao Zhen's face, had already betrayed his true emotions.

Qiao Zhen raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips. "Want some grapes?"

Qi Yijuan shook his head, then fired off four questions in quick succession: "Will you have a wedding with me? Will you still run away? Will you love me after we get married? Will you treat me as well as before? QAQ"

Qiao Zhen silently ate her grapes without answering.

Qi Yijuan looked at Qiao Zhen stubbornly.

Qiao Zhen sighed almost inaudibly, "I will handle it, I won't run away, I will love you for a lifetime, and I will treat you even better."

However, the time limit is only one lifetime.

It's neither long nor short.

Their relationship could only go so far in a lifetime, just enough to achieve the finishing touch.

Commonly known as, just right.

Qi Yijuan walked over, hugged Qiao Zhen's waist, buried his face in Qiao Zhen's soft breasts, and rubbed against her, shaking his head, "I want to fuck you until you cry."

Qiao Zhen was stunned by his bluntness. "I've always wanted to ask, what have you been through all these years? You're getting more and more vulgar and violent."