The White Moonlight Is Better Off Dead [Quick Transmigration]

Han Su is a professional white moonlight, traveling to different worlds to serve as the white moonlight for each world's main characters and help move the plot forward.

But Han Su's performance record stubbornly remains at a big fat zero.

The reason is...

Clutching the bite mark on her chest, Han Su grits her teeth. "Don't ask! Long story short, it's better for the white moonlight to die!"

She goes to great lengths to become the object of someone's affections while preparing to make her escape. After all, how can the white moonlight be the white moonlight if she doesn't leave?

But...

The alluring, icy stepmother who climbs into her bed on a stormy night, their bodies pressed close, her warmth dangerously near.

The neighbor and tenant who silently covets the streamer, quietly laying a net and showering her with money and affection.

The considerate and thoughtful mute older sister, afraid of losing her and putting in plenty of effort in bed...

She failed with every single one of them!

On countless nights, she nestles against her stepmother, breathing in the faint scent of her body wash. She pats the woman, who buries her face against Han Su's chest like a baby, and whispers, "Don't be afraid. I'll always be here for you."

She helps her leave behind the darkness and bitterness of her past, taking her scuba diving and skiing, letting her experience the exhilaration of a heart racing for one person.

By day, she has a girl's brilliant smile and boundless energy. By night, she feels the girl's passionate touch and kisses on her soft skin, waves rising and falling.

"Baby, you're mine." Her eyes are hazy, drunk on the sweetest wine, ready to drown Han Su in a clear blue sea of love, her possessiveness like someone clinging to a lifeline.

With the mission completed, all that remains is to enjoy life. Han Su takes her fortune abroad and basks in the sun.

After having a blast on the beach, she turns and heads inside. A hand grabs the softness of her chest and pulls her in. She spins and slams straight into the doorframe, crying out in pain.

"Su Su, flirting and then running away is a bad habit." The woman's figure is voluptuous, and she is slightly taller than Han Su. She bends over her with an imposing air, her voice low and thick with jealousy.

Tentative worlds:

[Beautiful, calculating stepmother] (no legal relationship of any kind)

[Neighbor and tenant who slowly plots her way in]

[Clingy, sweet-talking mute older sister]

[Childhood friend in the Republican era]

Theme: She really likes me