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

When Jiang Rangrang's words reached their ears, Ji Xun felt as if his heart had been squeezed.

That made her stand on his side without hesitation, even knowing he was a ghost, she was still willing to believe him...

Ji Xun was moved, and Han Cheng also stopped what he was doing, the peach wood sword in his hand hovering in mid-air, and he calmed down.

He had sensed something was wrong when he made his move. The ghost was clearly stronger than him, but it had only defended and hadn't attacked at all, showing no intention of harming him.

Han Cheng took a big step back, sheathed his sword, and kept his eyes warily fixed on Ji Xun.

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but finally stopped. She was genuinely afraid that the two of them would collapse the house—it was a five-story building!

Han Cheng glanced at Jiang Rangrang, then looked into Ji Xun's eyes:

"Would you be willing to let me investigate? Humans and ghosts are different, otherwise I would risk my old life to ensure my disciple's safety when he's with you."

Ji Xun remained calm, showing no resistance to being investigated: "Please go ahead."

Han Cheng made a hand seal, his lips moved slightly, and he silently recited a spell. A faint golden light shot towards Ji Xun, and then everyone was stunned.

Because Ji Xun not only lacked the deep red evil aura of having committed evil deeds, but his ghostly power was also surrounded by a layer of golden light of merit.

This means that he not only did not harm living beings, but also did a lot of good deeds and accumulated merit behind the scenes.

Qiu Yifeng, Han Xing, and Tang Yingying were dumbfounded. The guarded and tense expressions on their faces disappeared, replaced by embarrassment. They unconsciously loosened their grip on Jiang Rangrang's hand.

After all that fuss, it turns out that the junior sister/third senior sister wasn't talking nonsense, nor was she blinded by a ghost. She really is a good ghost!

Seeing this, Han Cheng let out a long breath, the tension on his face dissipated, and he cupped his hands in apology to Ji Xun.

"It was my preconceived notion that I was so offensive. I hope you will forgive me."

Ji Xun still had a faint smile on his face. He shook his head and said, "It's not wrong for you to care about your disciple's safety, and I don't think I've offended you."

Han Cheng felt even more guilty. Such a powerful ghost, with such strength, yet he didn't even bother with him.

"Anyway, I'm sorry. May I ask your name and date of birth? I'll send you some offerings when I get back."

Han Cheng asked sincerely.

Half an hour later, Han Cheng left with his three apprentices, only giving Jiang Rangrang tens of thousands of yuan to find someone to renovate the place.

Qiu Yifeng's car disappeared from sight.

At the entrance of the building, Jiang Rangrang turned to look at Ji Xun, and Ji Xun also turned to look at her. After their eyes met, they both burst out laughing.

Jiang Rangrang blinked: "You're really not angry, are you? My master and the others were just worried about me. Now that they've found out you're a good ghost, they won't stop us from seeing each other anymore."

She burst out laughing as she said this, her face showing an expression of barely suppressed amusement.

"Hahaha, you know what? My second senior sister and junior sister thought I became friends with you because you used some kind of magic trick to bewitch me. It's hilarious!"

Ji Xun's smile suddenly became more pronounced as he met her gaze.

The next second, his pupils changed; his originally bright and clear black pupils turned into a deep and alluring dark purple.

Jiang Rangrang had just mentioned the "ghostly illusion" technique, which he then used.

An invisible, bewitching power was exerted through his eyes, and Jiang Rangrang's eyes gradually turned deep purple, his expression becoming blank.

After taking control of Jiang Rangrang, Ji Xun didn't make her do anything; instead, he prepared to do something himself.

He stepped forward and picked her up horizontally. The 20-centimeter height difference made Jiang Rangrang look like a tiny little thing nestled in his arms.

He then walked towards his own front door.

No one will be going back to Jiang Rangrang's messy home for the time being.

After Ji Xun brought the girl back, he found that she was the only bright spot in his home. He frowned silently, feeling that the dark and gloomy atmosphere of his home was not worthy of her.

But none of that matters.

Jiang Rangrang was placed on the bed, where the dark gray bedding made her white skin stand out.

Ji Xun felt his heart, which had stopped beating, start to heat up. He stared at her for a while, looking down at her, before getting into bed.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, and gently covered her body with his whole body.

He took a deep breath, feeling truly happy at that moment.

He died just after coming of age, and had been busy studying for the imperial examinations. Fearing distraction, he did not agree to his parents' request to marry, so he never experienced the joys of love until his death.

During his years as a ghost, he had the opportunity to indulge himself and do whatever he wanted, but he didn't want to.

Besides the fact that family rules and ancestral precepts of maintaining purity were deeply rooted in his soul, the most important thing was that he had no favorites.

But she was different. The first time he saw her, he felt his whole body stirring with desire. The longing and excitement that came from the depths of his soul made him instantly find the meaning of his existence.

No one, not even ghosts, knew that he had actually lived long enough, or that he had existed in this world long enough.

But just when he had this world-weary thought, he met her and experienced his own miracle.

He will not let go, not even if his soul is scattered.

Ji Xun stood up, staring into those deep purple eyes that he had already controlled, and uttered four words.

"Make way, kiss me."

Confused, Jiang Rangrang sat up blankly and moved closer.

When those soft lips touched Ji Xun's lips, he couldn't help but gasp.

He closed his eyes, cradled the back of her head, and instinctively deepened the kiss.

As they entangled, Jiang Rangrang's purplish-gold pupils trembled for a moment before returning to normal...

What followed was nothing short of erotic.

"Make way, open your mouth..."

"Make way, hug me..."

"Excuse me..."

He placed his palm on her calf, his slightly cool hand warmed by her body heat.

Jiang Rangrang seemed to be chilled and subconsciously pulled her legs back, but he grabbed her little feet again.

He gently stroked her ankle with his thumb:

"Don't hide."

"I did it very gently..."

Jiang Rangrang's purple pupils gleamed with a hazy light. Her fingers gripped the bedsheets, her head tilted back, and her breathing slightly rapid...

Ji Xun leaned closer, his nose brushing against her ear, his breath warm.

Jiang Rangrang frowned, and then a sob escaped her lips...

"Rangrang is finally... mine..."

Ji Xun pulled the blanket up, covering their intertwined figures.

His kiss landed on her shoulder, slowly and deliberately, like savoring a long-awaited delicacy.

She tilted her head back, letting out soft gasps, and unconsciously dug her fingers into the short hair at the back of his head, applying slight pressure.

"Will it hurt?"

He paused, his forehead pressed against hers, his voice hoarse beyond belief.

Jiang Rangrang did not answer. He looked into her unfocused purple-gold pupils, which flickered slightly.

Then his deep purple pupils turned back to black, and Jiang Rangrang's pupils also turned back to a black mixed with dark gold...