Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

He kissed her fiercely, so forcefully that he gave her no chance to react or dodge.

"Mmm..."

Sometimes you have to admire Jiang Rangrang's mentality; even at a time like this, he's still engrossed in acting.

As a result, she stared wide-eyed with a panicked expression, putting on a show for the blind man, because Shen Zhixing kept his eyes tightly closed.

She squinted and tried to turn her head to avoid it, but Shen Zhixing grabbed the back of her neck with his other hand and applied slight pressure, preventing her from turning her head.

In the minimalist bedroom, two breaths gradually became rapid, and the ambiguous atmosphere grew stronger...

He wasn't in a hurry to do anything else; he just kept kissing her, relentlessly pursuing her.

This persistent intimacy actually concealed a great deal of unease and obsession within him.

Jiang Rangrang got tired of struggling and calmed down.

After a while, Shen Zhixing finally released her rosy lips from the kiss.

Jiang Rangrang went limp and collapsed, tilting her head back and panting softly.

He looked down at the person beneath him, the darkness in his eyes churning even more fiercely, like the surface of a sea facing a storm.

Instead of immediately silencing her, he traced delicate kisses down her slender neck and onto her collarbone.

His skin there was so fair and translucent that it had a transparent quality, and you could easily feel his hot breath and the moistness between his lips and teeth, which smelled of alcohol.

Jiang Rangrang subconsciously shrank her shoulders and clenched her small fists.

The front of Shen Zhixing's shirt was wet and clung to his taut muscles, outlining the predator's ready-to-strike silhouette as he bent over.

"Brother Zhixing...you...you've had too much to drink. Calm down. I'm Rangrang, your assistant..."

Jiang Rangrang's voice trembled, carrying a hint of panic and pleading. His fair and slender wrists appeared incredibly delicate and fragile in his hands.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhixing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he buried his face in her ear, his voice hoarse:

"Rangrang, do you know how worried I was about you all afternoon when you left without saying goodbye..."

With each word he spoke, his hot breath swept over her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. Zhixing, you've had too much to drink. Let me go first, and then I'll explain."

Shen Zhixing couldn't help but chuckle as he watched her try to rein in this beast that had been unleashed.

He silenced her with a kiss again, but no longer satisfied with just a fleeting touch. His hand slowly caressed her waistline, revealing her perfect curves even through her clothes.

Jiang Rangrang felt a tightening around her waist, and he was pulled upwards.

Her clothes had been lifted up without her noticing, and his burning fingertips touched her lower back, making her shudder.

This slight shiver pleased Shen Zhixing. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he slowly and deliberately unbuttoned the white shirt that had been soaked in the front.

Jiang Rangrang, now that his mouth was free, swallowed hard and continued his act: "Brother Zhixing, calm down, I'm Rangrang..."

The white shirt appeared on the ground the next second.

Then came the sound of a belt buckle being released, and the next second, black trousers appeared on top of a white shirt.

Amidst the girl's voices of resistance and pleas, the white dress appeared over the black trousers.

Until a small piece of fabric, no bigger than the palm of your hand, appeared on the dress...

The temperature in the air began to rise steadily.

Jiang Rangrang was like a small prey brought back to the den by a predator, tasted, and then eaten whole.

The spot where their skin touched was frighteningly hot; for a moment, it was impossible to tell whose temperature was burning whose…

The sky was already beginning to lighten, but it was still obscured by the drawn curtains in the room.

Jiang Rangrang had her eyes closed, her face streaked with tears, but even in her pitiful state, her broken sobs continued unabated...

Shen Zhixing knelt, head tilted back, eyes closed, breathing heavily with his mouth slightly open...

A few minutes later, he got out of bed, picked up his baby who had fallen asleep immediately after finishing, and went into the bathroom...

Jiang Rangrang felt limp all over, completely asleep. Shen Zhixing moved with unusually light movements, a stark contrast to his earlier domineering and forceful demeanor.

He helped her get ready, being careful not to hurt her, with patience and gentleness, a satisfied smile always on his lips.

After cleaning her up, he carried her back to the soft bed, lay down on his side, and pulled her into his arms.

Even after a long night of hard work, he was wide awake, staring down at the sweet sleeping face of the person in his arms, his eyes overflowing with doting affection and longing.

He really likes her...

He had never liked anyone this much before, from childhood to adulthood.

From the moment he first saw her, for no reason at all, his heart and his consciousness told him that she was the one.

His loss of contact this afternoon led him to make this decision to get her first, regardless of everything else.

Because he needs a formal status, a status that can protect hers.

We don't know who brought this danger, but we just have to protect it.

He gently stroked her soft, smooth hair with his fingertips, then picked up her small hand and squeezed it. Her slender fingers were so soft they seemed boneless, delicate and pinkish-white.

He stroked it repeatedly, unable to put it down.

After playing with her hands for a while, he stared intently at her face.

Then, unable to resist, I lowered my head and placed soft, delicate kisses on her smooth forehead and rosy lips, completely unable to control myself...

Shen Zhixing tossed and turned for a long time before feeling sleepy. He then tightened his arms around the person and fell into a deep sleep.

…………

When Jiang Rangrang woke up again, it was already 2 p.m. As her consciousness returned, all the ambiguous and out-of-control scenes from the previous night also came flooding back.

Tsk~ After a night of intense fighting, let's see how he explains it~

She had his strong, firm arm wrapped around her waist, their skin pressed together, perfectly aligned and intimately connected.

Jiang Rangrang paused for a moment, then began the performance!

She broke free from his embrace, her eyes instantly reddening. Clutching the blanket, she curled up in the corner of the bed, her shoulders trembling slightly, and began to sob softly.

It wasn't the kind of breakdown and crying, but the kind of crying that was a mix of panic and grievance. The person was completely at a loss and looked particularly pitiful.

Shen Zhixing had already woken up.

He immediately noticed the movement of the person in his arms and felt her break free. Instead of restraining her, he sat up as well.

Seeing her tears, my heart clenched instantly, and I felt guilty for a second.

Because the next second he thought his wife looked so beautiful when she cried~ He hadn't seen enough of her last night.

However, he won't act like a beast at this moment; there's plenty of time.

He looked at her, his voice hoarse but sincere: "Mangmang, I'm sorry."

"I drank too much yesterday and lost control. It's all my fault, and I will take responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rangrang lowered her head to her knees, buried her face in the blanket, and remained silent, her shoulders still trembling slightly.

Shen Zhixing moved closer: "Make way, I know you're sad, but I..."

"Let me tell you, I fell in love with you at first sight. I really like you, it's not just about taking responsibility."

"I've liked you since the first time we met. If you're willing, we can go get our marriage certificate in a little while."

Silence returned to the room. Jiang Rangrang slowly raised her head, her eyes as innocent as a fawn's: "Brother Zhixing...you didn't lie to me, did you?"

Her voice, soft and sweet, had become somewhat hoarse due to overuse of it the night before.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhixing immediately felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, but he inadvertently pulled the blanket to cover himself from losing control.

"Really, why would I lie to you?" He looked at her affectionately, his eyes full of sincerity.

Jiang Rangrang lowered her head and remained silent for several minutes, struggling with her thoughts. Shen Zhixing did not urge her, giving her time to accept it.

She raised her reddened eyes again, looking at him with teary eyes, a hint of hesitation and trepidation in them:

"Oh well……"