Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 13 Violent Aesthetics: Yandere Male Ghost Top VS Arrogant, Sharp-tongued, Wealthy Human Bott

Jiang Xiyu was too lazy to argue with him. She glanced at him, who was still sitting on her bed, and gave him the order to leave: "I'm going to rest. You can leave now."

"Brother, what you say always surprises me," Shang Shi said with a sigh as he stood up.

“But I still want to ask…” He stopped in front of Jiang Xiyu, his gaze fixed on him, and smiled: “Did you bring me back to make it up to me, brother?”

Although it cannot be determined at this time whether this is yet another new lie he has fabricated.

“Actually, your understanding is…” completely correct, but Jiang Xiyu hadn’t had a chance to finish her sentence.

Shang Shi interrupted casually again: "What if I don't accept it?"

Jiang Xiyu: "?"

If you don't accept this, then get out and start picking up trash.

Jiang Xiyu felt a sharp pain in his temple, as if his head was being choked by those words.

He tightened his grip on his hands at his sides, then loosened them again. Finally, he took a deep breath and coldly forced out a sentence from his throat: "Never mind what I said."

I tried to make up for what I had, but you didn't accept what I had.

Is there a conflict? Not at all.

Just as he was about to send the person away, the person in front of him suddenly approached, and a huge shadow slowly covered him until it completely enveloped Jiang Xiyu.

Such a sense of oppression would be absolutely unpleasant for an Alpha like Jiang Xiyu. Moreover, in theory, he is also an Alpha who is 1.86 meters tall, and he would stand out among a group of Alphas, but this kid Shang Shi is really like a mutant.

Jiang Xiyu only understood after checking his information. No wonder this kid was so tall, 1.97 meters, a sports student, and a national volleyball player. Looking at it this way, his height was not surprising.

The information also states that he is currently studying at Jiangdu University.

With such a high level of education and his identity as an athlete, his life doesn't seem to be too bad; on the contrary, it's quite remarkable.

No wonder you said you wouldn't accept it. If you don't accept it, then don't accept it. Why get so close?

Jiang Xiyu stepped back irritably, her tone tinged with anger: "Alright, it's so late, can't you go back to sleep now?"

Shang Shi reached out and pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him from backing away.

His expression returned to its usual obedient look. He tilted his cheek slightly, leaned closer, and after sensing the pheromones, a smile appeared on his jade-like face: "Brother, I haven't finished speaking yet." As he spoke, he leaned even closer to that cool and refreshing scent.

"What I mean is, I don't accept compensation without feeling."

Where Jiang Xiyu couldn't see, Shang Shi's beautiful pupils became darker than the night. He stared silently at the veins under his neck, his voice suddenly becoming low and hoarse, his tone ambiguous: "I want something else."

Jiang Xiyu suppressed her dislike for this close proximity and asked in a cold voice, "What is it?"

"I won't tell you." He chuckled meaningfully, his mind gradually becoming bewitched by the jasmine scent, going blank, and then he moved closer, somewhat uncontrollably, wanting to smell it more clearly.

As a result, when they got so close, her bright red lips inexplicably brushed against Jiang Xiyu's cheek without warning.

It is as light as water dripping into a lake, pitifully unable to create a ripple, yet it secretly stirs up the lake water hidden beneath, turning the world upside down.

In an instant, all sounds around me ceased.

Apart from their unsteady breathing, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Finished!

Realizing what he had done, Shang Shi abruptly pulled his head back. Looking at Jiang Xiyu's handsome face, a flush slowly rose to his head. In an instant, it felt as if a million ants were crawling in his heart, and something else burst forth like a dam breaking.

"I..." He instinctively stepped back, his voice faltering, with a hint of nervous tremor in it: "Actually, I just kissed the air, do you believe me?"

Shang Shi shrugged and said dejectedly, "Fine, I know you don't believe me, I really didn't..." His voice trailed off, completely losing its confidence as Jiang Xiyu's face gradually turned ashen.

Jiang Xiyu looked as if he had been struck by lightning. His pupils trembled violently for a long, long time, until his expression seemed to be petrified. Finally, his face cracked little by little, as if he had suffered some serious injury.

At this moment, no matter how she explained, it seemed utterly pale and powerless. Finally, Shang Shi scratched her head in frustration and whispered to him, "How about I apologize to you?"

His response was deathly silence, followed by a slap that seemed to come flying through the air.

"roll!"

Shang Shi deftly dodged the slap, took a few long strides to the bedroom door, and almost at the same time, the door was slammed shut from the inside with a 'bang,' even the decorative painting next to the door trembled pitifully and tilted slightly.

Shang Shi turned around and looked at the tightly closed door, then at the crooked painting. Feeling a little guilty, he touched his nose and thought, "Is it really that exciting?"

Tsk, I knew he'd get angry.

But why did he find it somewhat cute?

Indeed, beauty can be blinding.

Damn it, this is insane.

Shang Shi leaned against the wall in a daze, his right hand slowly covering his chest. He felt the frantic beating under his palm and couldn't help but ask himself, how did we end up kissing?

Did you kiss him just because he was good-looking and smelled nice?

Shang Shi slowly lowered his head, his eyelashes casting a small shadow on his face. Upon closer inspection, an unusual blush appeared on that skin, making his face even more beautiful, like a flower.

Could it be that I've mistaken my gender?

Actually, I'm not an Alpha, I'm an Omega, right?

That's why she was bewitched by Jiang Xiyu's pheromones.

He was thinking in a daze, and the struggling expression on his face contained a strange feeling of girlish shyness, which was extremely awkward, yet it fit his face surprisingly well.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. Just as he was about to flee, his arm bumped into the wall. He glanced at the painting, which had been tilted by his anger, for a moment, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He sighed softly, "So cute."

The tone was ambiguous, and it was unclear what it was implying.

The painting looks like it's about to fall.

Shang Shi straightened it and hung it up again, then smiled and said, "The painting is also very cute."

Even 00, who happened to be passing by and came to find out what was going on, inevitably received the compliment that "turtles are cute too."

Automatically ignore the 00s in the word 'wangba'.

(ˊ?ˋ*)?

They arrived bewildered and left completely satisfied.

Compared to them, the people in the bathroom looked terrible, their expressions and moods were awful, as if the sky had fallen.

Jiang Xiyu, who had never even kissed an animal in ten thousand years, almost washed his face raw.

After washing for a minute or so, he braced his hands on the edge of the sink, letting the water droplets slide down his chin.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Jiang Xiyu slowly raised his head and looked at his incredibly manly face in the mirror. It was now as red as a monkey's bottom. He covered his forehead with his hands, unable to bear the sight. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he was inexplicably drawn to a pinkish tinge on the back of his neck.

He squinted, turned slightly to the side, and saw clearly through the mirror.

The surroundings were quiet; you could almost hear the sound of teeth clenching.

"Shang Shi..."

Why the hell did you put a strawberry-shaped barrier on him?!