Flirting Recklessly With the White Moonlight Will Get You Marked

[Main story complete, let it build up before you binge! A game-transmigration story with a wildly imaginative premise and plenty of outrageous antics!]

Late at night, Yan Qingqiu came across a game-clearing quiz online.

Question 1, fill in the blank: [You catch your boyfriend on a date with his ideal woman. She gives you a sultry look, her red lips glistening. What do you do?]

Yan Qingqiu filled in the blank without hesitation: Kick the scumbag in the head, then pounce on the beauty and kiss her over and over. Don't stop until she can't breathe!

Question 2, multiple choice: [You've presented as an ultra-rare SSS Omega and are about to have sex when you discover your ex's ideal woman in your bed. What do you choose? A: Cut out your glands to forcibly end your heat. B: Beg the person you're cheating with for a dose of suppressants.]

Yan Qingqiu was determined to be the wildest woman alive. Without a second thought, she chose to cut out her glands.

She thought it was just an ordinary game, so she breezed through it, filling in answers at random and messing around until the final question. She was bold and brazen, but in the blink of an eye, she found herself inside the game.

System notification: [Host, clear the game to return to reality. First level conditions: 1. Knock your ex's head sideways. 2. Kiss his ideal woman until she can't breathe. 3. Cut out your glands.]

Yan Qingqiu: "It's not that I'm afraid of pain or anything. It's mainly that his ideal woman has such sweet lips, it's addictive. I want to develop a romance with her."

That night, Yan Qingqiu lay over the edge of the bed. "Please, please, give me the suppressants. As long as you don't make me cut out my glands, I'll do anything."

"You don't have to do anything." Her ideal woman smiled at her tenderly.

For seven days and seven nights, Yan Qingqiu's glands were bitten raw.

[PS: The cover is a purchased template, and the character designs are used with permission. It's normal if you've seen something similar.]

1: This is a game-transmigration story, not a traditional transmigration-into-a-book story. Don't read it from that perspective. It has game mechanics and a wildly imaginative premise. If you can't accept the setup, no worries. I still recommend giving it a try.

2: If you're dropping the story, don't tell me. Thanks. I don't accept any form of writing advice. (I'll delete it if I see it.)

A similar upcoming story: Dirty, please add it to your favorites!

Blurb: I fell for my brother's girlfriend.

A celebrated actress at the theater, she sang with a rich, operatic voice onstage. Offstage, dressed in a white qipao with a folding fan in hand, she had a graceful figure and a slender waist. She leaned against my brother and smiled as if surrounded by springtime.

I was jealous. I went mad. I wanted her, wanted to break her waist.

I did everything I could to split them up.

I tricked my brother into going abroad, then wrote to her that he had abandoned her and that she had three days to come collect her things.

So on the very first day, I saw the woman I had longed for day and night.

She held an umbrella, her long hair pinned up with a jade hairpin.

I hadn't had time to get myself together. My hair was a mess. I pushed my wheelchair toward the door, one shoe dangling from my limp leg.

The downpour soaked her white qipao from the hem to the waist.

She looked at me, cool and aloof, disdain in her eyes.

My metal cane slid through the sludge and landed against her chest.

Once, twice. I prodded her, my heart racing.

I said, "Come to my room so we can settle the score."

I was going to corrupt you.

That night, because I kept the accounts too carefully and she couldn't pay back the money my brother had spent on her, she spent the night bouncing on my completely numb legs.

She leaned against my shoulder, panting.

Just like when we first met, her operatic performance of Nightingale's Banquet had me trembling with excitement.

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PS:

1: Modern setting.

2: A twisted, perverted, disabled younger sister x an opera performer (not sure what style she sings, but her voice is beautiful, especially when she's on the younger sister's lap).

3: Third person. I just chose this perspective for the blurb because it makes things more twisted and exciting.

4: Major content warning: [The female lead is domineering, a compulsive liar, willful, and unreasonable. She is physically disabled but loves sex.]

Theme: No matter what storms you face, believe that the future is bright. Face hardship fearlessly and stay positive.