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

The next morning, it was broad daylight.

Jiang Rangrang woke up feeling refreshed and tidy herself up before leaving the room.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Xiao Wang standing under the mimosa tree.

He was still dressed in black, handsome and upright; some people could tell from his profile that he must be very energetic.

Jiang Rangrang narrowed her eyes, stubbornly walked up to him, and pouted affectedly: "Xiao Wang, what did you do last night?"

Xiao Wang looked down at her adorable, puffed-up face and wanted to take a bite.

He leaned down, close to her ear, his warm breath gently brushing against her earlobe, his voice deep and magnetic, with a seductive huskiness:

"Want to know? It's a secret~"

Jiang Rangrang shifted to the side, her ears itchy and her earlobes tingling.

Who taught him to talk like that?

……

The two did not stay at the Forget-Worry Pavilion for long, only for two days.

In just the last two days, Xiao Wang has figured out everything about Jiang Rangrang from childhood to adulthood.

It turns out that she had a very poor constitution when she was young and was born weak. Her parents were afraid that they would not be able to support her, so they sent her to their friend's Forget-Worry Pavilion to recuperate.

She was well-behaved, obedient, sensible, and clever from a young age, making her exceptionally likable.

Master Zheng took pity on her and accepted her as his youngest disciple.

But she was all talk and no action, because she hadn't mastered either the swordsmanship or the medical skills that were the foundation of the Forget-Worry Pavilion.

She was a spoiled brat who was pampered and protected by everyone. She was sick all the time when she was a child and was carefully cared for by everyone as she grew up, never experiencing any hardship.

Knowing all this, do you think Xiao Wang would be pleased that his wife is living a happy life?

No, he realized at first. No wonder she was so naive.

Then he suddenly felt a pang of heartache, as if from the opposite perspective.

He couldn't help but feel heartbroken whenever he thought of her as a small, frail, and sickly child.

Jiang Rangrang: You... never mind. (He hesitates, as if wanting to say something but then stops himself.)

So as soon as they returned to the Wuwang Sect, Xiao Wang summoned the sect's most skilled physician to examine Jiang Rangrang's pulse.

The senior doctor, who was in a great hurry and wondering what kind of difficult or complicated case it was, ended up holding his breath and carefully examining the patient for a long time...

He asked in confusion:

"This young lady is in excellent health, with abundant energy and strong bones; she's in great shape and has no illnesses."

Xiao Wang's long-held anxiety finally subsided, and he was completely relieved.

Thankfully, she is now healthy and doing well.

Old doctor: ...I might as well just stab you to death!

……

After nightfall that day, Jiang Rangrang took a stroll to digest her food before taking a shower.

She came to her private hot spring pool, which used to belong to Xiao Wang, but now it was hers.

She raised her hand to remove her clothes and hung them up, then immersed herself in the warm spring water.

The warm spring water enveloped her, and the warmth spread from her skin throughout her body; it felt so comfortable.

Her jet-black hair was scattered in the water, making her skin appear as white as snow. Combined with the misty fog, even just a side profile was dreamlike in its beauty.

She was lying on the side, relaxing with her eyes half-closed, when she suddenly heard the sound of water behind her.

Jiang Rangrang turned around abruptly, and a familiar, tall figure had already entered the hot spring pool.

So it was Xiao Wang. No wonder 888 didn't warn me when we were so close.

Wait! What's he doing here? I'm taking a shower, what's he doing here? Is your little juice finally unable to hold back?

The warm water rippled gently, spreading out in layers.

Xiao Wang slowly approached her, his eyes dark and frightening, his gaze fixed on her face, burning and focused, filled with undisguised desire and emotion.

Jiang Rangrang was a little stunned by that gaze, and subconsciously swallowed nervously: "You...we're not married yet."

After she finished speaking, she herself felt that it wasn't very convincing. What rules and etiquette was she talking about with a yandere in a mission world?

After a moment of silence with himself, he belatedly crossed his arms to cover up the beautiful scenery.

Xiao Wang acted as if he hadn't heard her, approaching her step by step, raising his hand to trap her between himself and the pool wall, and then pinning her against the wall.

His deep breaths fell on her neck, and the distance between them became zero.

He didn't take off his white undershirt, which became slightly see-through after getting wet, clinging to his body and outlining his firm and smooth muscle lines.

He didn't pull away her arms that were covering him; instead, he supported the back of her head with one hand and put his other arm around her lower back so as not to hurt her.

Then he lowered his head and covered those alluring red lips with his own...

Jiang Rangrang: He actually learned how to kiss! Who! Who enlightened him?

After a while... Jiang Rangrang felt a little flustered and weak-kneed from the kiss, and wanted to run away.

At that moment, she was lifted and sat on his lap.

She felt very insecure in that position, and her whole body tensed up uncontrollably.

At this moment, Xiao Wang released his lips from hers and pressed his forehead against hers.

His rapid, warm breath fell on her flushed eyebrows, nose, and lips.

"My wife, shall we consummate our marriage now?"

Jiang Rangrang: ? ? ?

Who would consummate their marriage in a hot spring? Are you crazy? Wouldn't that make things even more difficult? Hot spring water doesn't have any lubricating properties.

"no."

Xiao Wang was about to force himself on her when he heard her add another sentence.

"This won't work."

He was taken aback, then hugged her tightly, buried his face in her shoulder, and chuckled softly. What to do? Why is she so adorable?

Jiang Rangrang was taken aback by his laughter. What was so funny? She couldn't help but bite his shoulder lightly, just a little bit.

Xiao Wang didn't even frown, he just cupped her little face and looked at her again and again:

Rangrang, do you know what kind of person you've messed with?

I'm a madman you've tamed. If one day you don't want me anymore, then we'll die together.

Jiang Rangrang: !!! That look in her eyes!! What is this yandere thinking now, damn it!

With a "splash," Xiao Wang stood up, carrying the person, stepped out of the hot spring pool, grabbed a cloth from the shelf, wrapped the person in it, and went through the living room directly back to the bedroom.

Jiang Rangrang considers herself an experienced driver, but in reality, her experience is limited, because she only counts as experience if she can remember things.

So when it really comes down to it, she can't help but feel a little timid.

He didn't kiss her again, but just held her close, so close that she could feel the rise and fall of his chest with every breath.

Jiang Rangrang always felt that this breathing pattern carried a silent sense of oppression.

He held her in his arms, his chest pressed against her back.

Everything that followed came naturally.

Jiang Rangrang gripped the brocade quilt beneath her with her fingers, the fabric crumpling into a ball in her palm.

Xiao Wang lowered his head, his lips close to her ear, his voice hoarse: "Don't be afraid..."

Jiang Rangrang felt that he was quite reliable, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. As long as he was moderate in his approach, that was fine.

Then I heard him chuckle very softly, and then he added something else.

"But my wife will have to get used to it."

He slowly and methodically caused trouble.

"From now on, this will be our daily routine."

Jiang Rangrang's eyes instantly welled up with tears, which she then tightly closed...