I Transmigrated into a Book and Made My Archenemy Act Like a Dog, but He Kisses Me Until He Begs for Mercy

[Two female leads + System + sweet romance + winning her back + mostly everyday life]

Sweet and alluring + cool and restrained

In her previous life, Jiang Wurao’s cowardice and suspicion turned her and Fang Xinke from childhood sweethearts into complicated enemies.

After ten years of pushing and pulling, Fang Xinke died, leaving Jiang Wurao more money than she could spend in a lifetime.

With billions in inheritance, Jiang Wurao began suffering from insomnia. She wrote a nonsensical, illogical, revoltingly melodramatic love-triangle novel called “Miss Fang, Did You Have a Good Day?” She imagined Fang Xinke’s spirit was right beside her, ready to come out and curse her.

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When Jiang Wurao opened her eyes, she had transmigrated into the novel she’d written.

She didn’t know that after Fang Xinke died, she had also transmigrated into Jiang Wurao’s novel, becoming her little pet.

The more Jiang Wurao had hated Fang Xinke in real life, the more miserable the heroine of her novel was.

Their positions had switched.

Jiang Wurao was now the one on top, while Fang Xinke was beneath her.

Jiang Wurao had a happy family and was someone everyone wanted to curry favor with.

Meanwhile, Fang Xinke was constantly beaten and scolded by her adoptive mother, and forced to be Jiang Wurao’s dog.

The System tasked Jiang Wurao with winning her over and pursuing her.

But her heartbeat recognized the woman before her first.

Gathering her courage, Jiang Wurao took Fang Xinke’s hand. It was like touching warm water with hands frozen stiff in winter: so warm, she never wanted to let go.

This time, she would be brave. This time, she would embrace Fang Xinke.

She was unreasonable, wanted everything, and forced her way into Fang Xinke’s personal space.

Fang Xinke had planned to stay away from Jiang Wurao, but she was completely unable to resist her and could only indulge her.

Jiang Wurao: “Fang Xinke, can we be entangled forever? Embracing, holding hands, kissing, hair, fate: you and me.”

Fang Xinke: “Yes.”