Quick Transmigration: The Men Fighting Over the Irresistible Beauty, Every Single Day

Qin Yan was enjoying a quiet retirement when the Supreme God suddenly tossed her into three thousand small worlds to help the protagonists and supporting characters regain their ability to feel emotions.

The livestream comments were filled with "Big sister, step on me!" The fans below stared at her with feverish, almost deranged eyes, while lewd texts popped up on her phone from time to time.

"Yan Yan sure is popular, isn't she?"

A man in the shadows radiated a chilling aura.

Qin Yan smiled sweetly and nestled against him. Her slender fingers traced his sharp jaw, her eyes brimming with seductive charm.

"President Feng, are you jealous?"

"Have you forgotten who you belong to?"

Every word from the man was a threat. His broad hand clamped around Qin Yan's slender neck.

The girl wasn't afraid in the slightest. The curve of her red lips made the very tip of one's heart itch for no reason.

"Of course I belong to you."

Countless versions of "you" emerged from the void. Tentacles formed from black mist crawled up from her ankles. Sharp teeth pierced her fingertips, and green vines gradually tightened their encircling grip...

"You belong to us."