After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 137: Bo Jingmo’s Room… Has a Woman?!

During dinner, Lina excused herself due to feeling unwell, and Master Shen also seemed to have other matters. The only one accompanying them was Steward Wang, who stood to the side.

None of them had much of an appetite, so they picked at their food for a bit and quickly found excuses to leave the table.

Steward Wang smiled and said, “Tomorrow your formal wear will be delivered to your rooms a bit later, so please stay in your rooms. If we can’t find you, it’ll be quite difficult for us.”

“……”

Since even the NPC said so, they couldn’t object. They just nodded and went back to their rooms.

Later that evening, Steward Wang really did bring the servants along and went room to room knocking and delivering the outfits.

Mu Chengsi opened the door and took the dress. Just as Steward Wang was about to head to the next room, she suddenly called out, “Steward Wang, I want to ask you something.”

Steward Wang turned his head at her words: “Please go ahead.”

Mu Chengsi leaned against the doorframe with a sweet smile: “Do you know what kind of relationship Youyou has with her stepmother?”

Steward Wang paused for a moment, then kept smiling as he replied, “It seems Miss has some misunderstandings about Madam. She’s never really liked her, but Madam has always treated her like her own daughter.”

Tch. Just as expected.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a tone of sudden realization, “Oh? Then what kind of misunderstanding?”

At that, Steward Wang sighed, “There was a time when Miss suddenly started acting really strange. It was like she was possessed. She’d mutter to herself all the time, saying Madam was a monster, and even brought home all sorts of weird stuff. Said she wanted to drive Madam away. She even stole something from Madam before, which made her really furious.”

After saying that, Steward Wang fell silent and smiled, “I still have other things to do, so I’ll stop here. You should rest early. If the dress doesn’t fit, just let the servants know.”

“Okay, thank you.”

With another key piece of information, Mu Chengsi’s smile gradually faded.

Lina lost something? What was it?

She watched Steward Wang knock on Bo Jingmo’s door. The man opened it slightly, his tall figure blocking the room’s interior completely as he calmly took the suit from Steward Wang.

Maybe sensing the gaze from this side, Bo Jingmo glanced over. Their eyes met in mid-air.

“……”

She forced a natural expression, about to close her door, when she saw that cold-faced man suddenly curl his lips.

He looked at her with a faint smirk, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. His pitch-black pupils stared at her quietly, giving off an almost imperceptible cold chill.

Mu Chengsi was momentarily stunned. Before she could figure out what Bo Jingmo’s smile meant, he had already turned slightly to the side and raised his hand to close the door.

He seemed a little… different from earlier in the day.

Mu Chengsi frowned inwardly. She knew Bo Jingmo’s true nature, so she wasn’t surprised by the creepy aura he gave off.

But…

It was strange. Just a glance—was that really necessary?

Was it because of what happened earlier?

Right before the door shut completely, out of the corner of her eye, she carelessly glanced into Bo Jingmo’s room—and her gaze froze.

“Pa-da.” The dress fell to the floor.

Mu Chengsi’s expression turned to stone. Her pupils contracted sharply as she stared at the now-closed door in disbelief.

She seemed to have… seen the back of a woman…?

Bo Jingmo’s room—has a woman!?

How is that possible???

Who is it??

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Yu Li had been sitting on the bed watching the livestream comments. When she heard the noise and turned to look, she raised her brow at the expression on his face and asked, “What’s wrong? Picking up clothes got someone on your nerves again?”

Bo Jingmo set down the suit, then knelt on the bed with one knee and leaned down to kiss her, “Lili, there’s someone among the players I really don’t like. She seems to have figured out what’s going on with us.”

Not just figured it out—she even wanted to split them up.

Soft kisses trailed downward. Catching the scent from the hollow of her neck, the red in the man’s eyes began to spread.

His tone was gentle yet dangerous, laced with barely contained excitement: “How about I secretly kill her?”

Ever since he’d tasted her blood during the day, Bo Jingmo’s craving for Yu Li had grown more frequent—like a beast that had never had meat before. Once the taboo was broken, he couldn’t stop.

Sensing something off in his tone, Yu Li put down the light screen, cupped his face, and carefully examined his eyes.

“Bo Jingmo, you’re having an episode.”

Well, it made sense. She hadn’t seen Bo Jingmo have an episode in a while, and since he’d just drunk her blood during the day, she figured this would happen. That’s why she had snuck over at night.

Afraid someone might accidentally get killed.

She leaned in and gave him a kiss, her fingers brushing over the bulging veins on the back of his hand. She spoke patiently, “The person you’re talking about—is it Mu Chengsi?”

Lina’s closet was mostly filled with dresses. Even the nightgowns were silk spaghetti straps. Yu Li had randomly thrown one on, which now turned out to be quite convenient for someone.

The man had at some point climbed into bed, pulled her into his arms, and sat her on his lap.

The red silk nightgown was pushed up, the hem pooling around her legs. His warm palm pressed against her fair, jade-like skin and slowly slid inward. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Hearing Yu Li’s question, he absentmindedly murmured “mm,” admitting it was indeed Mu Chengsi, but he didn’t continue the topic.

Instead, he lowered his head to smell her scent, then softly kissed her, searching for the sharp fangs in her mouth, “Baby, are you hungry?”

Yu Li narrowed her eyes, grabbed his restless wrist, and lightly bit his lip with her fangs as a warning: “Bo Jingmo, not now. I need to talk to you first.”

His eyes were filled with red. He tilted his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.

“Talk about what? Is Lili worried it’ll be hard to kill Mu Chengsi? Don’t worry. I won’t break character. I’ll make sure she dies quietly, then pin it on Shen Youyou.”

“And she’s kind of a threat to us anyway. Wouldn’t it be better to get rid of her?”

Even in the middle of an episode, the man could still sound perfectly rational:

Yu Li stared into his eyes, her feelings suddenly complicated.

She’d always known blood had a big impact on Bo Jingmo, but she didn’t expect it to be this bad—worse than before, even harder to control.

On the surface he still seemed somewhat lucid, but in truth, his sanity was teetering on the edge.

The more coherent he seemed during an episode, the more dangerous he became.

Because in his mind, he had already locked onto a belief. Nothing she said would get through. This man wasn’t listening at all.

Yu Li had no doubt—if Bo Jingmo continued in this state during the next instance, he would definitely kill Mu Chengsi.

Because Mu Chengsi knew too much. Deep down, Bo Jingmo saw her as a threat that needed to be eliminated.

But Yu Li didn’t want her to die, because she needed Mu Chengsi to understand what was going on with deva.

The most important thing now was to calm Bo Jingmo down and soothe his agitation.

Her red eyes flickered, and she suddenly said, “Bo Jingmo, take your clothes off.”

Hearing that, the man obediently took off his shirt, his blood-red eyes staring straight at her, even showing a hint of anticipation: “Lili, are you going to bite me?”

Yu Li reached out to cover his eyes: “Yeah.”

She was going to bite this man awake.