What Should I Do If I Transformed into a Scorned Person?

Lin Qinghuan transmigrated into the body of a pitiable girl who was not doted on by her father, disliked by her mother, detested by her brother, and schemed against by her sister. Facing unfair tre...

Chapter 221 Intimate Relationship

Wei Xiao watched as Lin Qinghuan excitedly rushed into his arms, a look of surprise on his face. He threw away the cigarette in his hand, hugged Lin Qinghuan back, and asked with a slight smile, "Qinghuan, why are you so happy?"

Lin Qing smiled broadly and kissed Wei Xiao on the cheek. Looking at Wei Xiao with a grin, she said playfully, "I was just thinking about Brother Wei Xiao when he appeared at my window. Of course I'm happy!"

Wei Xiao smiled gently, rubbed his forehead against Lin Qinghuan's forehead, kissed her brow, and laughed happily.

His girl has a sweet tongue and knows how to make him happy.

Lin Qinghuan was hanging entirely on Wei Xiao's body, so Wei Xiao simply used both hands to support Lin Qinghuan's upturned buttocks, making Lin Qinghuan face to face with him.

Lin Qinghuan gazed into Wei Xiao's deep eyes, then moved down to his sensual lips. She couldn't help but recall the time she had kissed Wei Xiao, and her cheeks instantly flushed red. Her body began to heat up, and she shyly buried her face in Wei Xiao's neck.

Wei Xiao and Lin Qinghuan's bodies were pressed tightly together, pink bubbles swirling between them.

"Qinghuan!" Wei Xiaorou called out.

Lin Qinghuan raised her head to look at Wei Xiao, who lowered his head and took Lin Qinghuan's red lips into his mouth, swirling them between his lips and gently sucking.

Lin Qinghuan closed her eyes slightly and gently opened her mouth. Wei Xiao was overjoyed and slid his tongue into Lin Qinghuan's mouth. Lin Qinghuan gently bit Wei Xiao's tongue and gently pushed it away. Their tongues played with each other and intertwined, indulging in a passionate kiss.

After the kiss ended, Lin Qinghuan leaned on Wei Xiao's shoulder, and Wei Xiao asked softly, "Qinghuan, did you like my kiss?"

“Mmm!” Lin Qinghuan responded softly.

She liked it when Wei Xiao kissed her.

“I like it too,” Wei Xiao said.

Wei Xiao glanced at the light still on in Lin's father's room, carried Lin Qinghuan into her room, and then closed the door.

Wei Xiao sat on the bed, pulled Lin Qinghuan to sit on his lap, and looked at Lin Qinghuan's delicate face. He reached out and stroked her with his fingers, the smooth touch making him reluctant to let go.

"Qinghuan, you must not let anyone know that the wound on your face has healed."

Lin Qinghuan then realized that she had been so happy that she had forgotten to put the gauze back on. She patted her head in annoyance and said, "I remember, I won't let anyone know that the wound on my face has healed."

She doesn't know she's an idiot. What if people find out that the wound on her face has healed and she gets captured by those lunatics for research?

Wei Xiao kissed Lin Qinghuan's luscious red lips and said affectionately, "Qinghuan, don't be so reckless in the future. You must protect yourself and not make me worry."

Wei Xiao will never forget the unbearable pain he felt when he heard that Lin Qinghuan was unconscious and might become a vegetable.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan lying motionless on the bed made him feel pain even when he was breathing, and he never wanted to experience that kind of excruciating pain again.

Lin Qinghuan reached out and hugged Wei Xiao, saying, "Wei Xiao, my family is poor, and my mother is so biased towards Lin Piaoxue. I'm worried that after I marry you, she will come to the Wei family every few days to ask for favors because she has no money, which will disturb our lives. I'm also afraid that if I don't give her money, she will ruin your reputation and affect your future."

“Wei Xiao, I love you. I was protecting more than just the 30,000 yuan. I was protecting our peaceful life together. But in the end, the money was gone. The money I desperately protected was stolen by Lin Piaoxue. All my efforts were in vain.”

As Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, she pouted in grievance, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan's teary eyes, Wei Xiao quickly comforted her, "Qinghuan, don't be sad. Brother Wei Xiao is rich and won't miss that 30,000 yuan."

“Wei Xiao, it hurt so much when I was stabbed. I didn’t want to die. I wanted to get married and have your child. I was worried that if I died, you would be sad. You are the person I love most and care about most in this world. I don’t want you to be sad.”

Wei Xiao had always been a reserved person, but listening to Lin Qinghuan's sincere words and seeing her teary-eyed appearance, his eyes welled up with tears, and his throat tightened. His girl had suffered and been wronged, but at the same time, she was so sensible that it broke his heart.

"Qinghuan, I'm not afraid of trouble, and I don't care about trouble. Don't be so foolish in the future. As long as I'm here, I will make sure you have a worry-free life."

Lin Qinghuan blinked, and a tear rolled down her slightly upturned eyelashes. She knew Wei Xiao wasn't a problem, but she didn't want to cause him any trouble, as that wouldn't be fair to him.

Wei Xiao stuck out his tongue and licked away the tears on the young woman's face. Lin Qinghuan's face flushed red, and she was too ashamed to look at Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao lifted Lin Qinghuan's chin and looked at her shy appearance, which made him want to bully her.

He placed Lin Qinghuan on the bed, then pressed himself against her. "Qinghuan, let's have a goodnight kiss." He then kissed her red lips.

Lin Qinghuan responded shyly. After the kiss ended, Wei Xiao got off Lin Qinghuan, lay on the bed, and pulled Lin Qinghuan into his arms.

"Qinghuan, I won't do anything to you before we get married."

Lin Qinghuan rolled her eyes at Wei Xiao, patted his hand, and couldn't help but say, "Then why did you kiss me?"

Wei Xiao smiled, unable to resist, and reached out to hold Lin Qinghuan's hand, kissing it gently.

"Qinghuan, let's get married!"

Lin Qinghuan gave Wei Xiao a coquettish glare. She was so young, how could she possibly get married?

"Let's get married after I turn eighteen."