He Song had barely transmigrated before she was wallpapered.
"Be with me, or die!" Her captor's gloomy, ghostlike voice echoed in her ear.
He Song couldn't help complaining: Lady, with a gun pointed at my forehead, who'd dare say no?!
The next second, the System made things worse:
Host, strike the pose shown in the picture within two minutes, then take a photo to check in. Failure to complete the task will result in an electric shock.
With her hands restrained, she had no choice but to ask her captor to take the picture. She even had to smile and flash a peace sign.
He Song looked utterly hopeless. "Wallpapering is fine, just let me check in first."
A sudden rumble broke the silence.
Embarrassed, He Song said, "Um, I'm hungry. If you're forcing me, at least feed me, okay?"
Her captor, Qi Yue, fell silent, then bustled around the kitchen and made four dishes and a soup.
*
One day, He Song finally asked the question she'd been holding in: "We don't even know each other. Why are you forcing me?"
Qi Yue's face turned livid. "You don't remember me?! You have a month to find out why. Otherwise, you know what happens."
Good heavens, what kind of person makes the one they're forcing investigate their own relationship?
With no clues to go on, He Song had to ask someone for help: "Please, help me recover the messages on my phone!"
Qi Yue smiled mischievously. "Sure. Kiss me, or forget it."
He Song smiled too. She wasn't the sort of person who'd stop at nothing to get what she wanted.
The next scene:
Friend: "Song, your lipstick is smudged. Wipe it off."
All right, she really was that sort of person.
*
At first, the System's tasks were perfectly normal, but they gradually took a turn.
System: Today's check-in task: Feed Qi Yue a cherry.
He Song: "Easy."
System: Use your mouth.
He Song: "..."
System: Task: Apply lip balm to Qi Yue.
He Song gritted her teeth. "Don't tell me I have to hold it in my mouth and apply it again!?"
System: Not quite.
He Song was just about to reproach herself when the System added:
Apply it to yourself first, then press your lips against hers.
He Song went berserk. "Damn it, whoever made this System, get out here and take a beating!!!"
Theme: To be decided later.
Her Ghost Girlfriend
Of Course, You Have to Steal Your Wife
After Faking Her Death, Her Master Fell to Demonic Cultivation
The Contract CEO Falls for Her
My Ex-Girlfriend Is a Ghost
Cousin, You Can't
The Leopard Wants a Hug
The Medicine Guide Ran Away
Forced to Become a Registered Underworld Employee
I Won My Wife Over by Playing Hard to Get