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

The room was dark and the lights weren't on yet. Cheng Yanzhou held Jiang Rangrang in one arm and pressed the switch with the other, turning on all the lights in the room.

The overly bright light made Jiang Rangrang squint, turning her head to the side, while Cheng Yanzhou went straight to the large bed.

Jiang Rangrang swallowed hard. The room was so brightly lit, it was almost embarrassing.

Cheng Yanzhou only felt that the person in his arms was fragrant, soft, and had wet eyes, constantly tempting him.

The thought he forcibly suppressed in the bathroom wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was afraid of failure. This time, he didn't have to worry about it.

He lowered his head and pecked at her gently, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. Then he whispered:

"Don't be afraid, make way. I've taken physiology classes, and I listened attentively."

Jiang Rangrang was completely bewildered. What physiology class? A post-apocalyptic physiology class?

Taking advantage of the fact that the two were well-dressed and the screen hadn't gone black yet, 888 quickly provided its host with some information:

[Genetically modified soldiers are far stronger than ordinary men, and can accidentally injure their partners, even causing death in severe cases. Therefore, they all need to take physiology classes.]

Jiang Rangrang: ...

Jiang Rangrang's body trembled slightly.

"Then be careful."

Jiang Rangrang hesitated and said that she was starting to have second thoughts. She was joking when she said that if she died in bed, the bureau would give her work injury compensation points!

Upon receiving her reply, Cheng Yanzhou became even more excited, and he lowered his head to gently peck at her.

Cheng Yanzhou wasn't in a hurry; he focused on a steady and gradual approach...

Before long, an intimate duet began to play in the bedroom...

Cheng Yanzhou took care of her the whole time, and whenever he noticed anything unusual about her, he would lean down and whisper in her ear to comfort her.

He had never talked so much before, yet he spoke of such an unserious matter with utmost seriousness.

"Tell me if you feel any discomfort..."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt you."

"Will this work?"

Jiang Rangrang buried her face in his shoulder, her small hands gripping his arm, and whispered, "Cheng Yanzhou..."

"I am here."

He responded, his tone incredibly gentle.

"Hurry up!!!"

Jiang Rangrang was speechless. What was this guy dawdling about?

Cheng Yanzhou: "..."

After all that effort, fearing my wife would dislike me, I still ended up being disliked by her.

So, people should strive in the right direction, but they shouldn't overdo it, or they'll end up making things worse.

Now that the ban has been lifted, Cheng Yanzhou is truly an authority. He is a well-trained person who scored full marks in theory, and this is his graduation exam.

An absolutely outstanding graduate!

The first round ended relatively quickly, after all, taking action and hurting someone are not the same thing, it's normal.

Then came the second round, which began quickly. Cheng Yanzhou continued to proceed step by step, gradually loosening his grip on his hands, feet, and legs...

Jiang Rangrang: "..."

Much later...

She couldn't open her eyes, she couldn't open them at all. Not only were her hands and feet weak, she felt even her heels were going to give way.

She felt that it would be easy for anyone to kill her now, and she couldn't escape at all, so she didn't want to move at all.

As for Cheng Yanzhou? Let's not even mention him. He seems to have a condition that combines skin thirst with other symptoms. He could probably collect half a pound of saliva, right?

Cheng Yanzhou noticed that his wife could no longer open her eyes.

Although she was still enjoying herself, my wife really needed to go to sleep; it was already quite early in the morning.

He got up and went to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water so his wife could take a bath.

Here's a poem to share.

A single bushel in an earthenware pot is no match for a full one; even when overflowing, it can still soak chrysanthemum seedlings.

Two poems by Su Zhe of the Song Dynasty, titled "Drawing Water from Wooden Mountain".

Explanation: The earthenware pot has a limited capacity; once it's full, the water overflows and soaks the chrysanthemum seedlings.

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Those who cannot withstand the test choose to face the temptation head-on. This bath makes them feel clean and refreshed, and they sleep more soundly.

He stared at his wife's sleeping face for a while before going downstairs. Soon after, his teammates arrived.

Ha, would he give his wife the chance to meet other men? Absolutely not.

"Where is my sister-in-law?"

Lu Xiao didn't see his beautiful sister-in-law, so he asked Cheng Yanzhou.

Cheng Yanzhou glanced at him, regarding him as the number one threat.

"Sleeping."

Lu Xiao immediately thought of their genetic warriors' physique, could it be...?

I looked closely at my team captain, but I couldn't quite tell.

Cheng Yanzhou was very generous to his team members. They had plenty of meat and vegetables, and he only cut a watermelon for them to share with fruit. They couldn't expect anything else; it was all for his wife.

At the dinner table, Lu Xiao asked again, "Captain, why didn't you call your wife to get up and eat?"

Cheng Yanzhou said without changing his expression, "She's too tired and is still sleeping."

Everyone who had tasted meat naturally understood, and a group of young men let out good-natured hisses.

Cheng Yanzhou's upturned lips moved up slightly more.

His team consisted of only ten people, but they trusted each other, had good character, and none of them had any connection or had a bad relationship with those so-called families or managers.

He loathed the people in the city center, not only because his scoundrel father was one of them, but also because none of them were any good.

His mother was a victim, as were countless other mothers. His greatest wish was for the world to be destroyed, taking him with it.

But things are different now. He has someone he cares about and is willing to work hard for, and maybe he'll even teach those people in Central City a lesson...

While eating, Cheng Yanzhou's thoughts began to wander.

After the meal, Cheng Yanzhou brought out watermelon, which the nine people ate with great relish.

"Lu Xiao".

In the afternoon, as the group was about to leave, Cheng Yanzhou called him back.

Lu Xiao paused, turned around, and asked, "What's wrong, Captain?"

Cheng Yanzhou raised his eyelids, his phoenix eyes sharpening: "If I kill all those guys, can you be a good base commander?"

Lu Xiao's playful expression changed instantly, and his face became serious:

"Captain, I don't know why you changed your mind, but if it succeeds, you should be the base commander."

Cheng Yanzhou shook his head: "I'm not interested in that position. I just want to live a peaceful life with Rang Rang."

Lu Xiao gritted his teeth and said firmly, "I'll do it!"

Cheng Yanzhou patted him on the shoulder: "Wait for my news."

When Jiang Rangrang woke up, it was just time for dinner.

The aftereffects of the intense pleasure were exhaustion; she lay limply in bed, not wanting to move at all.

[Host, the male lead is going to do something big; the plot has changed!]