Engagement Annulled? Now The Husbands Kneel and Beg for Her Favor

Jiang Qingli froze.

She felt her body stiffen, turning to stone. Her voice trembled with shock. "A-A courtship proposal?!"

Baili Jing nodded.

Jiang Qingli felt her blood run cold.

An image flashed through her mind: not long ago, she had made Qin Muye show her his ears and had even reached out to touch them.

At the time, because Qin Muye had been so uncooperative, she’d been a little annoyed, thinking he was being stingy.

Now, factoring in the premise that ’touching ears equals a courtship proposal,’ Jiang Qingli realized that Qin Muye had actually been holding his temper back with her.

After all, they had agreed from the very beginning that she couldn’t get handsy with Qin Muye.

And yet she kept "proposing" to him over and over...

Jiang Qingli facepalmed.

But what was even more horrifying was the memory of the second day after she’d transmigrated—she had touched Yi Nuo’s ears too!

Qin Muye was, at least, her nominal Beast Husband, but Yi Nuo was just her butler, an employee.

Her getting handsy like that... what was the difference between that and workplace harassment...

Jiang Qingli was now so mortified she wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.

Baili Jing noticed her expression, his heart sinking slightly. He asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing."

Jiang Qingli waved her hand, trying to stay calm, but Baili Jing’s concerned gaze only made her more miserable. With a wail, she buried her face in his chest.

"Baili Jing... please don’t be angry." The girl nuzzled against his chest, then lifted her head to look at him, her voice muffled as she explained, "I really just wanted to comfort you and then perform your healing. I didn’t mean it as a courtship proposal..."

"It’s fine." Baili Jing gazed into her eyes and said with a smile, "Because I did."

In those beautiful eyes staring at her, a magnificent flame seemed to burn.

Jiang Qingli’s face grew hot unconsciously.

’I really don’t know how this person can say such explosive things with that smiling expression on his face.’

’It’s a little too... much.’

Jiang Qingli was starting to regret this.

She had clearly intended to stay away from him, but his few words and frail appearance had convinced her to stay.

’How could I have forgotten that Baili Jing has had a secret crush on the original owner for years, seeing her as his one true love?’

Baili Jing cupped her face, his lips pressing toward hers.

But just as they were about to touch, the girl turned her head, dodging him.

His lips landed on the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Qingli’s brow furrowed slightly. She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with obvious conflict and frustration.

"What’s wrong?" Baili Jing asked, carefully softening his voice.

Jiang Qingli didn’t know what was wrong either.

The moment she thought about Baili Jing being in love with the original owner for over a decade, and herself accepting his affection while in the original owner’s body, she felt a strong sense of resistance inside.

"Xiao Li..."

Baili Jing’s hand slid down her wrist, his knuckles forcing their way between her fingers.

Such a strongly aggressive gesture was completely at odds with his gentle demeanor.

Baili Jing leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "Is this too fast? It’s okay if you’re not used to it. We can take it slow, alright?"

"Xiao Li, baby..." The young man’s voice was laced with a humble plea. "I’ll always be yours. You can do anything you want to me, come to me whenever you want. Just don’t hate me, okay?"

For some reason, hearing him speak to her in that tone made Jiang Qingli’s heart feel as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand, crushing the air from her lungs.

She straightened up and, almost without thinking, grabbed Baili Jing by the chin and pressed her lips against his in a kiss.

Jiang Qingli wasn’t very experienced with kissing; she could only clumsily rub her lips against his.

It was less like a kiss and more like she was leaving her mark on him.

Branding him as her own.

The young man beneath her went from shocked to stunned. His breathing then grew shallow, and he remained completely still, letting her nibble on him.

Baili Jing didn’t even dare to blink.

It was as if he had suddenly entered a magnificent dream, and he was afraid that the slightest move would cause it to shatter.

After what felt like a few minutes, Jiang Qingli’s lips were numb. She pushed herself up with her arms, creating some distance.

Only then did she realize that she had pinned him to the sofa and was sitting on his lap.

Coming to her senses, Jiang Qingli felt a bit awkward. "Why weren’t you moving? Am I a bad kisser?"

"No." Baili Jing looked as if he was waking from a trance, his eyes twinkling with delightful surprise. "It was great."

"Whatever you say." Jiang Qingli wiped her lips, hopped off the sofa, and cleared her throat, feigning composure. "Alright, it’s getting late. Let’s get to bed."

She had only taken two steps when a hand suddenly grabbed hers.

Jiang Qingli turned back to see the handsome young man looking up at her. His breathing was a little tight, and his glistening lips were a deep red from being kissed.

"Xiao Li, can I stay?" Baili Jing lowered his eyes, looking a little down. "When you kissed me just now, I felt my condition improve a lot. It seems my headaches will get better as long as I’m near you... Please let me stay tonight. I can sleep on the floor."

His words were both pitiful and moving.

Jiang Qingli was instantly filled with guilt.

’And I just blamed him for not moving. He’s a patient, for crying out loud.’

"Should I perform your healing first, then?" Jiang Qingli’s voice softened.

"It’s fine. My pollution value isn’t very high, we can do that later..." Baili Jing took her hand and pressed it against his cheek, his eyelashes fluttering. "As long as you touch me more, kiss me more, I’ll feel much better..."

’This face was truly born to be a star.’

’Up close, his cool, fair, delicate skin was flawless. Every part of him was stunningly beautiful.’

’Just a few words were enough to beguile a person’s heart, making one unable to resist wanting to get closer.’

Jiang Qingli agreed.

That night, Baili Jing finally got to spend the night in Jiang Qingli’s room.

He proactively brought his own bedding from his room, saying he would sleep on the floor.

But halfway through making his bed on the floor, Jiang Qingli couldn’t bear it anymore. She patted the spot next to her on the bed. "If you don’t mind, you can sleep up here."

And so, Baili Jing held his Xiao Qing Mei and had an exceptionally sweet night’s sleep.

「The next morning.」

Jiang Qingli was woken up by a ringing sound.

Her hand reached out from under the covers, fumbling around the headboard for a moment before finding her terminal and answering the video call.

The video was a holographic projection. On the other end of the call, a young man sat on a luxurious sofa, frowning a bit awkwardly. "Are you awake?"

Hearing that voice, Jiang Qingli cracked her eyes open a sliver.

Meeting a pair of gray-blue eyes, she finally registered who it was and curved her lips into a smile. "Oh, Qin Muye. Good morning..."

His gaze met her smile, and Qin Muye froze. He replied stiffly, "Morning."

He rubbed the back of his neck, being uncharacteristically polite. "Uh... maybe you should sleep a little more? I can call back later?"

"It’s fine." Jiang Qingli rubbed her eyes. "Go ahead. What’s up?"

"It’s not really anything..." For some reason, looking at the girl’s soft cheeks, the normally blunt Qin Muye felt very uncomfortable. His gray-blue eyes darted around, not daring to look directly at her face.

After several seconds, Qin Muye finally composed himself and asked, "Has Yu Chenglan been bothering you again?"

"No," Jiang Qingli said. "He’s been locked up."

"In that case—"

Before the word "good" could leave his lips, a slender hand appeared in his line of sight, wrapping around the girl’s slim waist from behind.

A gentle yet raspy voice, one that was clearly masculine, spoke—

"Baby, who’s on the phone?"