Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 211

“Tangtang, can I warm your bed for you? I can even be your body pillow. I’ll be really good—I promise I won’t do any [beep—] or [beep—] to you.”

The system’s eyes widened like copper bells.

【What the hell—what kind of obscene thing did this guy just say?! It was so bad it got censored!】

Ruan Tang couldn’t hear the censored part, but Chi Yang clearly could.

His face twisted with shame and fury. He smacked Chi Han on the back of the head.

“Get the hell out! Keep spouting nonsense and I’ll throw you in the bathroom to sleep!”

Chi Han held his head like a wounded puppy, aggrieved and pitiful.

“Tangtang, he hit me. He’s so violent—maybe he’s bipolar, or has rabies? Tangtang, you’d better stay away from him.”

Chi Yang ground his teeth.

“Quit pretending! What’s the point of all those muscles if you’re going to play the innocent little flower?!”

He had to admit—this “stupid dog” looked foolish, but was sharper than anyone. With his own blunt personality, he really couldn’t beat Chi Han at these games.

And Ruan Tang was soft-hearted, of course. She rose on tiptoe to pat Chi Han’s head, coaxing softly.

“There, there—it doesn’t hurt now, right? Be good, don’t fight anymore. Time to sleep.”

Chi Han bent down so she could pat his head more easily. The corners of his lips curled up, and he even shot Chi Yang a triumphant look.

It nearly made Chi Yang cough blood.

Grinding his teeth, he grabbed Ruan Tang’s slender wrist and pulled her toward his bed.

“Tonight, you’re sleeping with me.”

Chi Han’s smile instantly vanished. He glared at Chi Yang like a wild wolf watching his prey being stolen.

Ruan Tang’s cheeks flushed.

“Eh? W-Why?”

“To keep that pervert from sneaking up on you.”

“But the stalker was already taken care of by Chi Han—”

Chi Yang shot her a look.

“I meant Chi Han is the pervert.”

Ruan Tang: “……”

She thought about it. Chi Yang didn’t know her real gender, and he was a straight-as-steel guy. Sharing a bed with him should actually be safer.

And besides, he was only worried about her.

So she nodded.

Chi Han’s hands clenched at his sides, his face blank. But when Ruan Tang turned back to glance at him, he immediately switched to a pitiful expression.

“Tangtang, are you abandoning me…?”

She gave him a soothing smile.

“You can sleep in my bed. You’re so tall—sleeping on the sofa wouldn’t be comfortable.”

Chi Han’s eyes lit up.

“So the reason you agreed to Chi Yang is to give me your bed, right?”

Before Ruan Tang could reply, he already puffed up his chest and announced proudly:

“Tangtang has me in her heart! Chi Yang, even if you have her body, you’ll never have her heart!”

System: 【…How many soap operas has this guy been bingeing to spout lines like that?】

Chi Yang: “You can’t argue with idiots. Idiocy is contagious.”

After the chaos, lights finally went out.

To keep Chi Yang from discovering her secret, Ruan Tang deliberately turned to sleep with her back to him.

But the bed was small. No matter how she curled up, their bodies inevitably brushed against each other.

Chi Yang could smell the faint fragrance of her body wash, mingled with a natural sweetness unique to her.

How could a boy smell this good?!

His heart thumped wildly.

Moonlight spilled through the window, outlining the “boy’s” curled-up form, like a sleeping kitten. Strands of hair slipped aside, revealing the pale back of her neck—clean as untouched paper, just begging to be marked, claimed as his own.

Chi Yang’s throat bobbed heavily. He tore his gaze away—only to see the hem of her shirt lifted slightly, revealing a slender waist so small he could span it with one hand.

Heat surged through him. His nose nearly bled.

He’d been drinking herbal cooling tea for days! Why was he still overheating like this?! If he really got another nosebleed, he might as well pack up and move to Mars.

But his eyes kept drifting lower—

The outline of her hips under thin pajama pants made his throat dry, his heart pounding like a drum.

And worse—

His eyes widened. He glanced down at himself, horrified, and scrambled back until he nearly fell off the bed.

He—he was reacting to a guy?!

Beast! Chi Yang, you’re an absolute beast!!!

Shame and self-loathing crashed down on him. He rolled to face the other way—

Only to lock eyes in the dark with a pair of cold, shining pupils.

He choked back a loud curse, terrified of waking Ruan Tang.

Chi Han was crouched at his bedside, staring with the icy patience of a predator.

That gaze swept from Chi Yang’s burning ears, down his throat, and lower—to the tented fabric of his pajama pants.

Chi Han smirked, casually twirling a gleaming fruit knife in his hand.

“That disobedient part of you—need me to take care of it?”

A chill ran down Chi Yang’s spine.

“Get lost!” he hissed.

Chi Han lowered his head, bangs shadowing his expression, knife glinting between his fingers.

“I’m not joking. If I ever catch you fantasizing about my Tangtang again—”

He grinned, both cruel and boyish.

“I’ll cut your dick off.”

Chi Yang: “……………………”

Ruan Tang, meanwhile, had a blissful night’s sleep.

She woke refreshed, glowing with energy as she washed up and dressed.

Chi Yang, on the other hand, sat slumped on the bed, shadows under his eyes.

She felt guilty.

“Was I tossing and turning too much? You look like you didn’t sleep at all…”

“N-No, I just… had some insomnia.”

Truth was, he hadn’t dared sleep.

Chi Han had sat there like a night owl, eyes gleaming in the dark, watching his every move.

Who could possibly fall asleep under that kind of surveillance?

Especially with that one terrifying threat.

Chi Yang was certain—Chi Han hadn’t been joking.

If he ever let his guard down, he really would get castrated.