After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 122: We’re the Same Kind of People

The surrounding temperature suddenly seemed to plummet. Zhou Pan couldn’t help but shiver. His pupils contracted as he instinctively stepped back, a strange numbness crawling across his scalp.

What the hell? Why does it feel so weird all of a sudden…

Before he could react, Yu Li turned and walked away.

Zhou Pan was about to chase after her when something suddenly tripped him, and he fell hard onto the floor. His knee slammed into the cold, solid tile with a loud “thud,” and sharp pain shot through his leg. His face twisted in agony as he let out a pained scream.

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“F***, what the h*ll…” Zhou Pan cursed under his breath, his face dark as he looked at the spot he’d just walked past.

But the floor was clean—nothing there at all.

It was like he’d tripped over thin air.

Zhou Pan had no choice but to suppress his urge to explode.

A nearby waiter saw him fall and rushed over to help. Just as he was being lifted up, another server holding a glass of water lost grip—water spilled directly all over Zhou Pan.

The glass hit the ground and shattered, and a shard even scraped his exposed skin.

Zhou Pan: “.......”

F*** my life.

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Meanwhile, Yu Li had just closed the car door when the man beside her unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned in, gently brushing her cheek. His voice was soft: “Someone made you mad?”

Yu Li leaned back in the seat, smiled at him: “Nope. He’s not even worth getting mad over. I just haven’t run into someone that ridiculous in a while—it’s almost funny.”

Bo Jingmo lowered his head and kissed her. “It’s fine. I’ll get revenge for you.”

Hearing that, Yu Li raised an eyebrow and wrapped her arms around his neck. “President Bo, are you abusing your power for personal reasons?”

“Yes.” The man admitted it without hesitation, his eyes curving. “Don’t worry. I can do it quietly.”

Wow, he really said that like it was perfectly normal.

“My boyfriend is so impressive.” Yu Li leaned in with a bright smile and kissed him. “But I’ve already punished him. No need to waste any more time—there’s still a lot we have to do.”

Yu Li was mentally far more mature than Zhou Pan—she saw him as nothing more than a brat who hadn’t entered the real world yet. A little lesson was enough;no need for full-on war.

Bo Jingmo suppressed the emotion in his eyes and chuckled softly. “Whatever you say.”

He brought Yu Li back to the villa. Mu Hehe was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

When he noticed they were back, the little one’s eyes lit up. He ran over with little thumping steps: “Uncle! You’re home! Teacher, you’re here too!”

Yu Li bent down and patted his head. “Hehe, were you home all by yourself today? That’s really impressive.”

Mu Hehe stared at her face without blinking—he really liked this teacher! Uncle sure had great taste!

Bo Jingmo’s expression, on the other hand, was far less pleasant. He’d nearly forgotten they had this little troublemaker at home.

He grabbed Yu Li’s hand and pulled her behind him, then spoke to the nearby housekeeper: “Take him to bathe and sleep.”

Mu Hehe blinked. “Okay~”

Once the kid finally left, Bo Jingmo hurriedly dragged Yu Li into the bedroom.

Seeing him like that, Yu Li couldn’t help but laugh. “Bo Jingmo, we seriously look like we’re having an affair right now.”

The man closed the door and buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice stuffy: “That’s why I said we should send him back.”

Yu Li raised an eyebrow and teased, “But isn’t he cute? The house feels so lively now.”

Bo Jingmo looked up at her. Their eyes met, and in his dark pupils, a flash of grievance was clear: “No.”

He didn’t like this kind of lively.

He only wanted the house to have him and Yu Li.

Yu Li sighed—yep, still the same as before.

She reached out and hugged him, resting her head on his shoulder. Her voice carried a soft smile: “At least let me finish a few more classes, okay?”

Suddenly catching his scent, her eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke with a bit of curiosity: “You sprayed the perfume I bought?”

With his delicate beauty in his arms, Bo Jingmo’s eyes darkened, like ink that couldn’t be diluted. He leaned down and kissed her earlobe. “Yes.”

“Do you like the scent?” In the dim room, her voice whispered lightly. “My dear online friend?”

Thinking of that ridiculous misunderstanding, Bo Jingmo pressed his lips together, then said in a low voice after a pause, “Lili, at the time, I really thought… if you fell for someone else, I’d kill him.”

Yu Li just chuckled lightly. “I know.”

She’d seen it.

“You don’t think that’s a little terrifying?” Bo Jingmo held her tighter, a flicker of red flashing in his eyes.

Yu Li lifted her head. “Terrifying?”

Her gaze swept inch by inch across Bo Jingmo’s face, finally locking onto those jet-black eyes.

She slowly raised her hand, warm fingertips brushing over his eyes, then sliding down to his chest. Her tone was casual: “Bo Jingmo, if we’re talking terrifying, then I’m probably scarier than you. I’m more ruthless than you think. Would that scare you?”

She looked up at him and said, “We’re the same kind of people. Why would we be afraid of each other?”

Bo Jingmo’s pupils shrank slightly. His arms around her instinctively tightened.

After a brief silence, he suddenly chuckled lowly. “Yu Li, I keep thinking… why didn’t I meet you earlier?”

If he had, maybe he wouldn’t have turned out like this.

Now it was Yu Li’s turn to fall quiet. She lowered her gaze and said softly, “Bo Jingmo, it’s not too late.”

If this world really was a novel, and Bo Jingmo hadn’t become the big villain yet, then it meant the story had only just begun.

She gently touched his face. “We still have plenty of time.”

More than in her past life.

The man lowered his head obediently, gazing at her in silence. His long eyes curved slightly as he whispered, “You’re right.”

This much… he was already satisfied.

He wouldn’t ask for more.

In the dim room, it was all too easy for intimacy to bloom. It wasn’t clear who moved first, or maybe they just naturally leaned into each other’s kiss.

Unlike their usual fiery passion, this time their entanglement was soft and tender.

As the room gradually heated up, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, followed by Mu Hehe’s bright little voice:

“Uncle!! I’m here to sleep with you!!”

He came to bring warmth to his dear uncle!!

Bo Jingmo: “…………”

Yu Li couldn’t hold back her laughter. “Bo Jingmo, your precious nephew really is adorable.”