The Self-Touching Incident

Calm down, Li Qingchen, you need to calm down!

I took several deep breaths, carefully considering the situation that had already unfolded.

First, I can confirm that my transformation into a girl and arrival in this unfamiliar room are definitely the work of that Ji Qianluo.

There’s no doubt about it.

So, what is her objective?

Why would she do this to me?

How did she turn me into a girl?

Will I be able to change back in the future?

Aaaah, no, there are too many questions; I can’t think straight.

I vigorously shook my head, which was about to explode, the red hair swaying back and forth in front of my chest as my head moved, causing me a burst of helplessness.

This really is a girl’s body.

In any case, the most important thing now is to find Ji Qianluo herself to understand the whole story.

Thinking this, I swayed as I walked off the bed and onto the floor.

The cold floor stimulated my dainty—uh, calling my feet that for the first time is really awkward, but accurately speaking, they really are dainty jade feet, the type that would definitely get a flood of comments on the internet saying they could be played with for a year.

Of course, the owner of these feet is me now.

It’s impossible for me to squat down at this moment and play with these feet for a year, right?

Don’t misunderstand; I didn’t have any such thoughts for even a second.

Just thinking about it makes me a little perverted.

After walking around the bed a few times, I gradually adapted to controlling this light body.

Thus, a smile that said, “Very good, I can go find that detestable woman” appeared on my face, and I slowly walked toward the only door in the room.

As I passed the full-length mirror leaning against the wall, my head unconsciously turned.

Now that I think about it, I haven’t seen what my current body actually looks like yet.

Why not take a look now?

With this thought in mind, I froze the moment I turned my head to look at the mirror.

What a beautiful face.

This was the first thought that immediately arose when I saw “myself” for the first time.

Rosy cheeks with a slightly round face shape, deep red hair casually scattered on both sides, glittering lips, and those large, expressive eyes made her seem playful yet gentle, giving people the feeling of wanting to take a second look after just one glance.

Even though she was currently wearing a plain pink robe, it still couldn’t conceal the beautiful curves symbolizing youth.

Is this… me?

Okay, I admit it; I am indeed moved right now, and this is the first time I’ve had this feeling called liking for a three-dimensional girl.

Damn it, the first person I like is actually myself?

I feel like I want to die…

Wait, the owner of this body is me now, doesn’t that mean this body is now at my disposal?

At my disposal?

Heavens, such a wonderful phrase exists in the Chinese language!

Thus, my mind immediately went blank. Although I knew it wasn’t appropriate to do so, I don’t know why, but my hand just went to—the breast that could be grasped with one hand, neither too big nor too small.

Hey, stop it!

I’m not a pervert!

I can’t do something like touching myself.

Hmm, although that’s what I wanted to say, my body honestly disobeyed my orders.

However, at this moment…

The door was gently pushed open, and a bob-haired girl in a maid outfit pushed in a silver food cart, saying as she walked, “Miss, are you awake? It’s time for breakfas—”

The maid didn’t finish her sentence because she saw…

Me, standing in front of the mirror with a flushed face, one hand hugging my chest and the other groping myself!

Hey, why are you looking at me with that expression?

I can clearly see the words “What is Miss doing?” on your face!

Aaaah, her expression changed again!

Why is it “Ah, Miss has reached that age” this time?

Turn your face away; don’t let me see your expression!

“You…”

Just as I wanted to speak, the maid hurriedly lowered her head and pushed the food cart back out.

“I’m sorry, Miss. I should have knocked before coming in.”

I quickly reached out my hand.

“No, you’ve misunderstood! Wait! Let me explain…”

I, I’m not a pervert!