Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Is a Sweetheart

Jiang Yan was still confused, following his movements in a daze.

As the buttons came undone and his shirt hung open, his toned muscles were tantalizingly revealed, perfectly proportioned without being excessive. Just then, red wine dripped from his chin onto his body, slowly trickling down. The lingering damp wine stains evoked an endless springtime allure, a sight so beautiful it made one's mouth water.

Driven by her innate appreciation for beauty, Jiang Yan leaned in closer, her eyes unabashedly fixed on the sight. Finally, under Angus's burning gaze, she leaned in to kiss the few remaining drops of red wine.

Angus blocked her head, laughing as he scolded her, "You little vixen."

Her tongue tasting a hint of sweetness, Jiang Yan let out a drunken hiccup at Angus, seeming even more intoxicated.

Angus wasn't originally well-versed in these matters, and thus when drunk, he was quite inexperienced.

But he had learned in the human world. Initially, he studied human knowledge, but later discovered many errors in the recorded history of their Vampire Clan. So he re-examined the evolution and habits of vampires, and even helped correct the mistakes. Therefore, when sober, he had mastered many techniques unique to vampires.

Jiang Yan's fingers were still tugging at his shirt, shamelessly trying to burrow into his embrace.

Angus chuckled softly, cupped her chin with his hand, and kissed her.

The castle had been uninhabited for a long time and would have been dusty. But before coming, Angus had instructed the Blood Servants to clean. Especially the master bedroom, which now had soft, new bedding and lit incense.

Vampires liked coffins. But his main concern was that a coffin wouldn't provide enough room to maneuver.

Jiang Yan was the type who had desire but lacked courage. She could manage kissing and touching others when drunk, but when Angus really wanted to do it, she became afraid.

She whimpered and tried to shrink away, even attempting to secretly transform into a small bat and fly away.

Angus caught her by a hair's breadth, pinning the failed escapee beneath him, laughing in amusement: "Darling, I'm well-versed in vampire knowledge, you know."

Jiang Yan tilted her slender neck back, like a white swan offering its neck, gazing at him with misty eyes.

She had an exquisitely beautiful exterior, every part of her stunningly gorgeous, yet the expression on her face was devastatingly innocent.

Angus couldn't help but kiss her eyes, his voice husky as he promised the little drunk: "Darling, I've learned many techniques. I'll make you feel good."

Clothes were skillfully removed by deft fingers, tossed onto the carpet beside the bed, piling up into a small hill.

The bed sheets creased into wave after wave of wrinkles, dotted here and there with damp spots, from sweat or perhaps something else.

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Angus's wrists were covered in neat rows of bite marks, red circles whose origin need not be mentioned. That's what he got for relying on his skills and using them to the fullest, most enjoying the sight of the person beneath him becoming a mess because of him.

Now it hurt, but during their time in bed, it had only had the opposite effect. The more it hurt, the more stimulated Angus became.

Angus carried her to rinse off, changed her into his own clothes, and then went to shower himself.

The bed was in disarray. Jiang Yan lazily moved to the window, leaning on the windowsill to look at the roses below.

Angus came out wrapped in a towel and suddenly froze at the sight of Jiang Yan.

Perhaps it was because she had just experienced a thoroughly satisfying bout of physical activity. Jiang Yan leaned on the windowsill, her beautiful eyes gazing blankly at the scenery outside, without desire or want.

Yet her cheeks were soft and snow-white, her lips crimson, and she wore his oversized shirt. She was a breathtaking sight in herself, easily arousing desire in others. Though she was the younger one, the one who had borne the brunt of their activities, Angus inexplicably felt as if he had been the one taken advantage of.

He gritted his teeth and turned around, going back in to rinse off again.

As night deepened, Angus called for Blood Servants to prepare the food Jiang Yan wanted to eat. Jiang Yan got her wish of eating the secret recipe cupcakes. He personally took care of changing the bedding.

It had Jiang Yan's scent on it; he couldn't let anyone else touch it.

His father Roderick and uncle Abaniel had been waiting for their little treasure to dump Angus, but in the end, after all that waiting, their little treasure had left with him!

Of course, Jiang Yan returned to the castle the next day, oh, and she brought Angus, as well as a basket of jewels from the secret room.

It was for her two elders.

When she gave the jewels to Roderick and Abaniel, the two were both happy and moved, repeatedly saying that their little treasure had grown up, even secretly wiping away tears.

However, as soon as Jiang Yan turned to leave, the two kind elders' expressions changed. One coldly snorted at Angus, while the other said in a stiff, cold tone: "Who wants your things!"

But they still didn't throw the jewels at Angus, after all, they were given by their treasure.

Roderick fixed Angus with a cold stare, instructing him not to be too rough with Jiang Yan, as she was young.

The implication was like a mistress of the house instructing a beautiful daughter-in-law who used her looks to get her way.

Angus didn't mind, actually thinking it was appropriate, given that he was even older than Roderick.

But, being the cunning person he was, even though he didn't care, he pretended to be wronged and went to complain to Jiang Yan, making her feel sorry for him.

He thought they would continue like this, until later, when Jiang Yan's attitude changed.