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

Jiang Rangrang tried to move down, but she didn't; she was stopped.

Shen Qingxian's face instantly contorted in "pain," he hadn't wanted to either...

But from the very beginning, he was unable to control his body, and he was already prepared even before the poison from the flower took effect.

She calmly got up and quickly got up.

Shen Qingxian was like a boiled egg with half its shell peeled off, half of its tender white flesh exposed to the air.

She sat back down, then raised her hand, tossing aside the sheer, wide-sleeved cloak she was wearing, which was already semi-transparent...

Shen Qingxian blushed and turned his head away, not daring to look at her fair collarbone and rounded shoulders.

As soon as he turned his head to the side, Jiang Rangrang grabbed his face and turned it back.

Then his mouth was sealed again, and this time the kiss was no longer a superficial lick; she kissed him deeply, very deeply…

After a while...

Shen Qingxian lay on his back on the soft grass, his muscles tense, like a large predator pinned to the spot, struggling to control his instincts.

With a muffled groan.

He finally got what he wanted.

A person who constantly wants to take the initiative and dreams of showering love on the person on top of them, managed to control themselves and not fight back thanks to their strong willpower.

To win over the girl he loved, Shen Qingxian was very patient and had the temperament to accomplish great things.

Jiang Rangrang, controlled by the flower poison, became increasingly out of control as time went by, with only 10% of his sanity remaining.

Therefore, the various buffs and effects of the pills on her body had the opportunity to manifest for the first time.

Furthermore, since she was a cultivator in this world, one can imagine that Jiang Rangrang really pleased her this time.

Shen Qingxian's eyes were filled with tears, her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was rapid.

The blush at the corners of his eyes made him look much more "delicate," quite different from his usual appearance. But because of the contrast, it had a unique charm.

He just watched silently as Jiang Rangrang ravaged him, without offering any resistance or obstruction.

He could only blissfully feel her hot breath sweeping over his neck and collarbone again and again.

I could sense that because she had lost most of her rationality, her strength was always a bit too great, and she was always somewhat out of control.

Shen Qingxian's eyelashes gradually filled with tears, and her fair fingertips dug deeply into the grass beneath her. Her knuckles, from the effort, were bloodless and appeared exceptionally pale.

Her eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and soft, shallow breaths escaped from her slightly swollen lips.

He "tried to stop" him, his voice trembling as he whispered his pleas.

"Excuse me...don't do this...you've been poisoned by the flower...we can't...we can't do this..."

In short, he resisted with his mouth the whole time, without moving his body.

Perhaps realizing his acting was a bit fake, he finally took action and wrapped his arms around his chest.

The petals were badly mangled, and he genuinely tried to cover them up.

Jiang Rangrang, who has lost her mind, is now like a little emperor. Those who obey her prosper, and those who oppose her are useless.

Seeing that her prey dared to cover her spoils, she grabbed his wrists and pressed them against the sides of his head.

Then he lowered his head.

"Move aside, please don't..."

Shen Qingxian was so excited that he felt dizzy. His eyes stared blankly at the sky. It hurts so much... I love it so much...

Jiang Rangrang felt dizzy and her body was still burning with heat.

At this moment, the handsome man beneath her was her antidote, and she relentlessly took from him based on her instincts.

A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, carrying away the subtle, ambiguous sounds and burying them in the boundless forest...

It was unclear how much time had passed before the desire and heat within Jiang Rangrang's body finally subsided completely.

The effects of the love potion had barely worn off, and her muddled mind had just cleared when she fell asleep the next second.

She was so exhausted that she had never been this tired before, and she fell asleep from exhaustion after the medication ran out.

Beneath her, Shen Qingxian's hair was disheveled, her clothes barely covering her body, and her fair and smooth skin was covered with red marks from Jiang Rangrang's unbearable biting and sucking.

When Shen Qingxian sensed that her breathing was even and deep, and that she had fallen asleep, her pitiful, tearful, and silently enduring appearance instantly disappeared.

He suddenly did an amazing face-changing act.

He looked down at the girl sleeping soundly in his arms, his dark eyes surging with intense love, and a slow smile curved his lips.

That simple smile revealed his unwavering determination to win.

His large hand rested on Jiang Rangrang's smooth back, gently sliding from top to bottom, his movements filled with tenderness and comfort.

He got everything he wanted because of a small cluster of love flowers; things were not only going according to his plan, but even better than he expected.

He did the right thing by not reminding Rang Rang about the Love Flower in time.

Rangrang has to take responsibility for him; he doesn't want to be a spineless dual cultivation partner who can be easily replaced.

After considering it in his mind, he didn't move.

Whether it was the dense red marks and teeth marks on his body, the disheveled and barely covering clothes, or the mess on his body.

He showed no intention of doing anything about it, remaining in his current state of being bullied without making a move.

However, he carefully adjusted Jiang Rangrang's position, gently supporting her head to make her more comfortable lying on him.

Then he closed his eyes, slowed his breathing to a steady, long rhythm, creating the illusion that he was fast asleep, but in reality, his mind was perfectly clear, and he quietly waited for her to wake up.

As dusk fell and the moon rose high in the sky, Jiang Rangrang's eyelashes trembled, and she finally slowly opened her eyes.

Ok?

Her head was still a little fuzzy from just waking up, but the Love Flower Poison didn't cause amnesia, so she quickly remembered all the hard work she had put in over the past day and night.

She frowned slightly: I never want to be that kind of person who does manual labor again!

She then realized that she was on top of Shen Qingxian, and her whole body stiffened.

This awkward silence made things even more embarrassing, as both of them uttered words that were beneath their dignity.

Jiang Rangrang: No wonder we share the same soul! We're all the same!

She quickly braced herself against his chest and decisively stood up.

The first thing you see is a man covered in messy red marks and teeth marks, barely clothed, clearly someone who has just been brutally loved.

Oh my god! Help!

Brother! You're a cultivator, can't you just take a pill and heal yourself?!

Oh right, right, it can't be cured. This guy is trying to make her take responsibility.

Jiang Rangrang was happy to cooperate and got into character in a second. She hurriedly grabbed her dress and covered her chest with it, then looked at Shen Qingxian with an apologetic expression.

Just as Jiang Rangrang hurriedly moved off him, Shen Qingxian let out a muffled groan, his long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly "woke up".

He was meeting Jiang Rangrang's apologetic gaze when he turned his head away, his face broken, exuding an aura of being completely ruined...