Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 271 The Biting Little Zombie VS The Fair-Skinned and Beautiful Little Green Tea (12)

He Suining turned her head to look over.

Qin Mo stood beside him, looking languid, with his hands in his pockets.

He possessed a languid air about him, his one red and one black eye lowered as he gazed at her. There was no light around, only the moonlight illuminating his face, making his delicate features exceptionally clear and handsome.

She had to admit that sometimes Nuwa (the goddess of the moon) was indeed biased.

Both she and Qin Mo were carefully fabricated.

Fortunately, it wasn't from just casually flicking mud.

Qin Mo looked down at her.

Her fair complexion was unusual, except for her bright red lips, which stood out vividly against her fair skin. Her lips had a glossy sheen, as if she were wearing lipstick or something similar, making them look very inviting.

He licked his lips.

My fingers touched the handkerchief inside my pocket.

Qin Mo smiled and said, "Is my sister not feeling well? Is there anything I can do to help?"

He added, looking very obedient, "I can do anything my sister asks me to do."

He Suining chuckled.

My teeth are itchier now.

Qin Mo's neck is especially long and beautiful, with fair and delicate skin. I wonder what it would look like if I took a bite and left a mark.

"I want to bite someone."

He Suining spoke the truth casually, seemingly unconcerned about what he was saying or whether others would find out.

Qin Mo frowned first.

She looked at him with a questioning gaze, her brows furrowed with worry.

Then, as if struck by a thought, a smile of pleasure curved his lips again. "Sure enough, beautiful people all have some peculiar quirks."

He came up with a reason on his own.

He Suining's teeth were itching, and her hands were itching too.

She wrapped her arms around Qin Mo's waist and pinched it.

Good guy.

Not detailed at all.

He feels strong and muscular, a bit fleshy, but also very lean and muscular.

"Will you let me bite you?"

She looked up at him, the wind ruffling her curly hair, some strands drifting into her mouth.

Qin Mo reached out and helped her lift it up.

It landed behind her ear.

then.

Hearing Qin Mo's deep voice and exceptionally bright smile, He Suining said, "Of course, I would be more than happy to help my sister."

Qin Mo is much taller than her.

He leaned down to look at her, his voice softer than the breeze that brushed her cheek, "Where do you want to bite, sister?"

Her gaze fell on his neck.

Qin Mo noticed it.

Her slender fingers landed on the side of his neck and gently traced it. "Here?"

He smiled.

She obediently snuggled closer, like a little animal sinking into a soft belly, saying, "Sister is good at choosing places."

"So, will you give way?"

He Suining pursed her red lips, raised one hand from his waist, pressed down on his neck, and used some force.

He swayed and almost fell over from her strength.

My neck still hurts a little.

Be nice.

She's always this strong.

Qin Mo couldn't help but think of the past—their past.

"let."

He closed his eyes and turned his head away.

He Suining slightly opened her mouth.

She had been holding back for a long time.

She leaned closer and could smell a faint fragrance emanating from Qin Mo—a clean scent, without any tobacco smell.

She liked the smell.

Her soft lips gently touched his slightly warm skin, and both of them trembled involuntarily.

He Suining's eyes darkened; the color remained the same, but the pupils changed.

She felt like a small boat adrift on a raging sea, initially quite stable. But now she felt firmly held captive by some lurking beast deep beneath the waves, even though she was the one gripping his neck tightly.

My own slender fingers.

They even managed to scratch bright red finger marks on Qin Mo's fair neck, making anyone who saw it say—"They really have no shame."

But He Suining was sweating.

She is hot.

The surroundings smelled wonderful.

It was Qin Mo's scent; the warmth and fragrance lingered around her. She wanted to scream, to shout.

How could she vent this violent yet joyful feeling in her heart?

It felt as if every pore on my body was comfortably contracting.

Qin Mo kept his head down and his body bent.

They remained obediently still.

But his tall body was trembling slightly, and his closed eyes were twitching.

It hurts quite a bit.

But the thought that He Suining needed him brought him unprecedented joy.

At least he needs himself.

I will not abandon him as I did many years ago.

He Suining enjoyed the bite.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, not remembering when she had let go of his neck.

I just felt everything go black.

But she didn't faint; she just fell asleep comfortably.

She hadn't had such a pleasant sleep in a long time.

Qin Mo carefully put his arm around her waist, slowly straightened up, and saw her fall into his arms.

He picked her up.

Went in.

Lin Qingzhu set up the tent. Fortunately, he didn't hand over everything to Jiang Lejin.

It's just been set up.

Then she heard footsteps behind her, turned around, and saw Qin Mo carrying He Suining in.

He Suining clung tightly to his neck with both arms, as if she hadn't hugged a man in centuries.

He swore.

I really just happened to catch a glimpse of the bite mark on his neck.

Depend on.

They're playing it so elaborately.

Lin Qingzhu's expression was indescribable.

"Let He Suining and Qu Wan stay in the tent." After all, there are only two girls.

Qin Mo nodded indifferently.

When Qu Wan heard her name called, she quickly shook her head after hearing it for a moment, "No need, no need, let Ningning sleep."

Lin Qingzhu looked at her and laughed heartily, "It's okay, this is a two-person tent. You two can sleep together, Ningning will definitely be happy. If you don't sleep here, Ningning will beat me to death when she finds out tomorrow."

Qu Wan sensed his good intentions.

A warmth filled my heart. "Okay, thank you."

Qin Mo carried He Suining into the tent and placed her on the soft blanket. It was a pity there wasn't any extra water, otherwise he would have helped her wipe her face and hands.

She is very clean.

"Qu Wan".

Qu Wan, who followed them in, shuddered, somewhat bewildered. "Huh?"

The main problem is that Qin Mo has barely spoken a few words to her.

This time, Qin Mo's tone was much gentler, "Could you please take care of her tonight?"

"...Oh, okay."

Qin Mo stood there for a while and watched He Suining before turning and leaving.

That night.

He Suining slept very soundly, and she even dreamed of Yitian.

Back then, Yitian wasn't called Yitian yet; he was a little "black snake."

She still remembers.

I met him again on the day I returned from the desert.

After visiting the Queen, she returned home to rest. It was drizzling that day, and she opened her window.

I inexplicably smelled a metallic rust.

No, it's blood.

He Suining opened her eyes warily.