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

Jiang Rangrang picked up her water bottle, took a sip, and then asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

"Rangrang, do you like me?"

Although Qingxun's heart was racing with nervousness, he remained calm on the surface, his naturally alluring eyes staring straight at her.

Jiang Rangrang blinked after meeting his gaze, then lowered her eyes thoughtfully, thinking about what would happen after returning to the Time and Space Bureau...

"You like it, right?"

Turning head to the side (jpg), avoiding eye contact (jpg), acting coy (jpg)

Jiang Rangrang's awkward "I think you like it" was like a sip of ice-cold lemonade on a hot summer day for Qingxun, making her feel incredibly refreshed.

All the previous uncertainty, trepidation, anxiety, and fear of loss were replaced by immense joy.

He could no longer restrain himself, and strode over to Jiang Rangrang. Seeing her slightly dazed expression, he scooped her up in his arms.

Jiang Rangrang, his feet dangling in the air as Qing Xun lifted him up like a child, was speechless.

Even after Qingxun picked her up, he still looked at her little face with excitement, his eyes shining brightly.

"Does Rangrang really like me?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a slight huskiness and an exceptionally tender tone.

Jiang Rangrang felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze. Her eyes darted around nervously, avoiding his eye contact, and her face flushed pink.

"Of course it's true..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingxun adjusted his embrace and pressed his warm lips against hers.

He held her soft lips in his mouth, tracing and licking them, his movements restrained yet tender.

Jiang Rangrang closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She was amazed at how quickly this demon had progressed. If she hadn't known what was going on, she would have thought he was an experienced driver.

Their warm breaths and lips intertwined until Qingxun's kiss deepened, producing intimate, wet sounds, before they briefly separated.

At this moment, the way Koala was holding him was really terrible. Jiang Rangrang was hanging on him, and he was in complete control of everything.

Just then, Qingxun sat down, and Jiang Rangrang unexpectedly sat on his lap...

Qingxun looked at her, panting, raised his hand, placed his palm against her cheek, and gently stroked her face with his fingertips.

"Excuse me~ I like you so much..."

Jiang Rangrang felt a burning sensation from Qing Xun's gaze; it was a familiar, intense, and reckless love.

He kissed her again, this time slowly and gently, yet so intensely that it drove her wild with desire.

After a while, he stepped back, his forehead touching hers, his nose lightly brushing against hers, his eyes filled with intense, unyielding emotions and desire.

"Let me in~ Will you stay with me forever?"

His voice was low and hoarse, filled with barely suppressed trembling and joy.

Jiang Rangrang was so dizzy from his kisses that she collapsed onto him like a liquid: "Yes..."

Upon hearing this, Qingxun tightened his grip slightly, pressing her even closer into his arms:

"Then it's a deal, you can't go back on your word."

Jiang Rangrang felt helpless. "You've put a gun on my head and are holding me hostage. Do you think I'd go back on my word?"

"Don't worry, you cook so well and you're so beautiful, how could I possibly not want you?"

Qingxun pecked at her eyelids, the tip of her nose, and her chin repeatedly, speaking with a hint of stubbornness in his voice.

"Excuse me~ Then say you like me again~"

His warm breath brushed against her ear, and a tingling sensation spread from her ear to her whole body, making Jiang Rangrang shudder involuntarily.

"I like you, Qingxun."

The soft voice conveyed a clear and sincere confession.

Qingxun felt a little more at ease, but he knew that the most difficult step was about to begin.

Qingxun took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing, and unconsciously hugged her tighter.

"Excuse me... I'm actually not an ordinary person."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rangrang knew perfectly well that he was about to reveal his true identity, but she couldn't resist the urge to act.

"Huh? What do you mean? You're not some fallen rich kid, are you?"

Qingxun, who watched the melodramatic drama with Jiang Rangrang: "..."

"...No, it's even more outrageous than that."

Jiang Rangrang exclaimed in surprise, "You're a woman???"

Qingxun sighed. He could never keep up with Rangrang's way of thinking, but it also made him less nervous.

Not being that nervous doesn't mean he's not nervous at all. He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling uneasily, and his tension was palpable.

"I am... a succubus."

The air was silent for two seconds...

Jiang Rangrang: "...Huh?"

She blinked, her expression shifting from bewilderment to helplessness.

"Qingxun, stop teasing me."

She chuckled and reached out to poke his cheek.

"Have you been secretly reading novels lately? Succubi are a fictional race, a race from literature. Are you thinking I don't know and just messing with me?"

Qingxun didn't laugh.

He just stared at her, his gaze so intense it sent chills down her spine.

Then Jiang Rangrang witnessed a dramatic transformation, with small, deep red horns emerging from his black hair.

At the same time, a slender, dark red tail covered in short, downy fur silently peeked out from behind his waist, with a small heart at the tip.

Jiang Rangrang: "…………"

Ah~ the heart-shaped tail tip~ it's still so cute even now~

She froze, her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly agape, as if she had been acupunctured.

"My God..."

She hesitated for several seconds before saying those four words, her voice trembling.

With acting skills like that, who could tell that she already knew the other person was a succubus and that it was all an act?

Qingxun dared not move, remaining stiff as he awaited judgment, even his tail standing nervously behind him.

He stared at her face without blinking, afraid that she would push him away and run away at any moment.

But Jiang Rangrang's reaction was—

She first reached out her hand tremblingly, her fingertips touching his left horn first, then his right.

It feels warm to the touch, not as hard as stone, but more like some kind of stratum corneum, with delicate textures on the surface.

"...What material is this made of?"

Qingxun: "..."

Should he breathe a sigh of relief?

Then, Jiang Rangrang grabbed the tip of the tail, and the little heart-shaped hairpin moved in her palm, soft and fluffy.

Qingxun shuddered at her touch and immediately wrapped her tail around her wrist.

Jiang Rangrang looked down in amazement at the flexible tail that had added a "bracelet" to her wrist.

"Excuse me..." Qingxun's throat tightened with nervousness as she called out to her with difficulty.

Jiang Rangrang then came to her senses, looked up at him abruptly, and asked him somewhat stammeringly:

"W-What's going on? You really are a succubus? Then, where did you come from?"