Quick Transmigration: A Heartthrob Scum Bottom, Trapped in an Endless Battle Royale of Love.
My name is Yan Qing, and my defining trait is that people are always forcing their love on me.
I'm delicate and soft, the sort who'd topple with a single push, so naturally I can't escape when the male leads grab me by the waist, kiss me by force, and lock me away.
I'm beautiful and kind, with a saintly heart, so naturally when the male leads threaten me, I look stubborn but have no choice but to give in.
I'm tough and unyielding, never lowering my head. No matter how badly my body is ravaged, I only face them with a provocative air that says I won't be humiliated. So when I'm toyed with until I'm dazed and lose control, practically steaming with pleasure, everyone else sees me as a pitiful victim, and the other party is always to blame.
After all, I'm timid and frail, innocent and pure. I only have to stand there to draw every eye.
You ask what troubles me?
Lately, it seems I've been eating a little too well. I'm so full I'm starting to feel sick, and the way these men look at me feels oddly familiar.
But maybe I'm overthinking it. They're not the rumored Lord God, whose soul supposedly split apart and who vanished long ago. Who could possibly catch me in these countless worlds?
Started May 2, 2024. Saved on Weibo.
Theme: Love should be sincere.
