Você, um loirinho qualquer, como é que já abriu uma árvore genealógica só pra você?

Qitian, you’re so bad, I really like you!

How much do you like me?

I want you to kiss me, hug me, lift me up high—I want to be with you always!

Reading the two syrupy messages on his phone screen, Qitian’s lips curled into a subtle smile. He replied with a sticker: “You can admire me, but don’t love me too much.” He had no idea what stroke of luck he’d stumbled upon lately.

Just a week ago, he was lounging on the sofa, dreaming of joining the army, serving his country, and making a name for himself on the battlefield. Yet when he awoke, he found himself inexplicably transported to a parallel world. Not only that, he inherited the memories of the body he now occupied—a man with the same name and a similar appearance. Along with those memories came the original owner’s family, friends, and the online girlfriend he was currently chatting with: Leng Qingbai.

After spending a week together, Qitian was very impressed with Leng Qingbai. From the photos she sent, she looked exquisite and lovely, like a delicate porcelain doll. Her figure was flawless—curves in all the right places, not a single fault to be found! Especially those snowy white legs she showed off, sometimes intentionally, sometimes by accident—they left Qitian utterly spellbound.

Abiding by the principle of “accept what comes,” Qitian naturally didn’t want to miss out on such a sweet and gentle girl.

Brother, I’ll be going out with my parents soon. I’m off to shower now. Please wait for me patiently~

Baby, I’m worried you might encounter danger in the bathroom. Do yo