Fine, I Admit It. I'm Deliberately Flirting with You

[Possessive, lustful A who dotes on his wife x money-loving, highly intelligent O] [Marriage first, love later + lighthearted + satisfying + ABO]

Lu Chi transmigrated into a book. The first thing he did after opening his eyes was rip up the divorce agreement, bare his shoulder, seduce his husband, and complete a temporary mark.

Seriously, why would he follow the original protagonist’s path, divorcing his husband for the second male lead, losing all his money, then having his gland removed and his body dumped overseas?

The second male lead didn’t even care about him. He was devoted to that fake younger brother of his, who could do nothing but burp milk, pass gas, and smell like milk.

Put up with it? Bide his time?

Sorry, no such thing.

Anyone who transmigrates into a book should be able to do whatever they want, take a dump on these trash heaps’ heads, then slap them across their fat mouths and ask them for toilet paper.

Lu Chi cuts off their money, kicks them in the kidneys, and smacks them over the head with a mop, determined to bring these scumbags completely to heel.

Jiang Bei: I can’t control my filthy, depraved thoughts. I want his scent. Even clothes that have only brushed against him could easily shatter my self-control. Pheromones that are a perfect match mean we’re bound to each other until death. Anyone who comes between us deserves to die. P.S. Those idiots who aren’t obsessed with their own wives are either impotent or impotent.

Lu Chi: I was clearly the one who seduced him first, but I was the one who got hooked before he did. I love more than just his body. I love the look on his face when I tease him into a daze, right to the edge of losing control. It’s hot. The only thing that can make an ice cube feel warmth is liquor at the highest proof.