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

When Qingxun heard her ask what her tail was, her brain went blank. She felt the blood rushing up her neck, and her ears turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

His long eyelashes trembled, a hint of panic in his eyes, and a blush rose to his cheeks. He opened his mouth, but ultimately spoke honestly:

"This is my tail..."

Jiang Rangrang's eyes widened, her face full of surprise: "Wow, that's amazing! You actually have a tail!"

Then, I rubbed the tip of the heart-shaped tail with my fingertips.

The delicate, warm touch on her fingertips traveled along the nerves in her tailbone all the way through her body, making Qingxun feel a tingling sensation all over her body. She suppressed her emotions, and her back involuntarily tensed up.

"It's even heart-shaped! How cute!"

Jiang Rangrang picked up the tail again and examined it closely. The soft black fur was very short, and it felt great to the touch when rubbed with his fingertips.

In her excitement, she put her teeth on...

Qingxun groaned, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes immediately welled up with tears, his eyes looking like they were rouged, his face full of "pain".

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

"Please...please..."

Jiang Rangrang almost let go of his tail to rub her burning ears; Qingxun's commotion was a bit too much.

As soon as those two sentences were uttered, the air seemed to be filled with an ambiguous and sticky atmosphere, and even breathing became hot.

Jiang Rangrang steadied herself, raised her eyes, and looked at him with an innocent and naive expression:

"Why, why can't it be done?"

Qingxun lowered her eyes to avoid her overly clear gaze, her fair collarbone rising and falling with her chest, her breathing becoming erratic and out of rhythm.

"It...it's too sensitive..."

After he looked away, Jiang Rangrang curled the corners of his mouth, and it seemed as if devil horns were sprouting from his head.

"It's so much fun!" she said, playing with it for a while longer.

The fine downy hairs covering the tail feel wonderful whether you rub it with the grain or against the grain.

She was having a good time petting the furry creature, but Qingxun was feeling uncomfortable.

Each of her touches felt like a tiny electric current, and Qingxun weakly tried to stop her:

"Excuse me~"

Qingxun felt he was losing control; he wasn't just heartless now, he was completely enraged.

"What is this now?"

Jiang Rangrang held onto the tip of the tail tightly and reached out to touch the little horn on the top of his head.

When the warm fingertips landed on those deep red little horns.

"Well……"

Qingxun closed her eyes, her eyelashes becoming wet, her neck and jawline taut. After a few seconds, she said in a hoarse voice:

"This is... my horn..." Qingxun's throat was parched to a certain extent.

Jiang Rangrang pinched his little horn and felt that the texture was quite magical. It should be cartilage, not the kind of bone that is particularly hard.

"May I try a bite of your horns?"

She acted immediately without waiting for Qingxun's consent.

However, she didn't bite. She was very careful; how could she let someone get hurt? So she pecked at the ground like a bird pecking at its prey.

Qingxun: "..."

The Ten Great Tortures are nothing compared to this.

He'll confess to anything!

Qingxun trembled all over, her muscles tense and unable to relax, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to shatter her ribs.

He looked at the adorable human still studying the horns, and could no longer control himself. He stretched out his long arm, pulled her around the waist, and drew her into his embrace...

"what!"

With a short gasp from Jiang Rangrang, Qingxun covered her mouth.

This kiss was clearly different from the last one; their warm breaths and lips intertwined, creating a "life or death" atmosphere.

Qingxun was somewhat out of control. He couldn't wait to form a contract with Rangrang. He would take good care of her and wouldn't let her have a chance to regret it.

He used some force to press Jiang Rangrang's soft little body into his arms, as if he wanted to melt the other into his own body.

In the midst of their struggle, Jiang Rangrang vaguely felt that she might have just started to feel the effects of the alcohol, otherwise why would he have carried her back to the room without her resisting?

In Qingxun's room, apart from the two people's uneven breathing as they lay intertwined, it was very quiet, with no other sounds.

Jiang Rangrang lay there, holding the little heart in her hand, while considering whether or not to eat this succubus today.

After thinking it over, she decided not to eat it for now.

She knew him too well. Once he started working year-round without rest, he'd be stuck in a platonic relationship for a while longer, and the peaches in the orchard hadn't even been harvested yet.

So Jiang Rangrang fell into a coma so smoothly, her head tilted to the side and she "fell asleep" very quickly.

Long, even breaths gently brushed against Qingxun's neck.

Qingxun, who was busy at work: "..."

???

He stood frozen in place, holding her in his arms, her tail still held tightly in her hand...

All his enthusiasm remained unreleased, and the middle path collapsed, leaving Qingxun feeling terrible.

The person in my arms was breathing steadily and softly, with long eyelashes drooping, sleeping soundly without any guard.

He kissed her relentlessly, but received no response.

The hand that had been gripping the tip of the tail without moving unconsciously loosened its grip.

Qingxun: "..."

Jiang Rangrang's superb acting skills fooled Qingxun, but her sleep quality was truly excellent; she fell asleep in less than five minutes while pretending.

Qingxun was in a lot of pain, but she really couldn't bear to wake the person in her arms, so she reluctantly sat up.

As he sat up, his perspective shifted, and he could clearly see Jiang Rangrang's current appearance.

One shoulder was partially exposed, the hem of her dress pushed up to her waist, her skin as white as snow. Her messy yet smooth hair was spread on the pillow, and only her bright red lips were the most vibrant color.

Qingxun's narrow eyes were filled with hidden emotions, her face was full of resentment, and the corners of her eyes drooped down, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

Then his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and he raised his hand and stripped himself naked.

Then he lay down next to Jiang Rangrang and, like a thief, covered Jiang Rangrang's small hands with his long, slender hand.

Then it stopped moving.

Qingxun closed her eyes, her Adam's apple bobbing, her slightly raised jawline flowing smoothly and exuding sexiness.

After a while...

Muffled groans and rapid breathing filled the quiet room.

And his long, thin tail with a heart-shaped tip was tightly wrapped around Jiang Rangrang's thigh...