Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 144

In the middle of the night, Su Ci started burning up with a fever under the covers. Lu Yunhe had been sitting at the edge of the bed, propping up his face as he watched his human sleep. The longer he looked, the more he couldn’t resist stealing a kiss.

It was the humans who taught him what a kiss was. A light peck counted, and so did deep, lingering licks and nibbles.

He only meant to press his lips gently against hers and let go right away—just enough to not wake her.

But the moment he kissed her, Lu Yunhe realized something was wrong. She was burning up. The abnormal heat practically scalded him.

Panicked, he threw off the blanket and climbed in, wrapping his long limbs around Su Ci, using his ice-cold body as a human-shaped cooling pad, licking the sweat off her flushed cheeks nonstop.

Had she caught a cold from that cold shower?

Lu Yunhe held the feverish girl close and fumbled through the supermarket in the dark, trying to find anything that could help.

He had no idea what else to do besides cooling her down. There was a pharmacy, but he didn’t dare grab the wrong thing. All he managed was to find some cooling patches and stick one on her forehead.

Half-conscious, Su Ci felt like her stomach was on fire. A simmering heat seeped through her entire body. It must have been from swallowing that zombie crystal core.

The burning was unbearable. She clung tightly to Lu Yunhe, soaking in his coldness to ease the heat, eventually drifting into a restless sleep by the second half of the night.

By morning, something had sprouted.

When Su Ci woke up, Lu Yunhe was crouched at the side of the bed, fiddling with the delicate pink-white sprout that had grown from her fingertip.

Was this the plant-based ability from the original plot?

She bent her finger slightly, and the innocent-looking sprout suddenly shot up like a whip, thick as a rope, instantly binding Lu Yunhe’s wrist to the bedpost.

Vines entwined again and again, revealing the sculpted body hidden beneath his clothes, with one leafy branch even creeping down into his collar.

Lu Yunhe’s pale-blue face turned crimson.

“Ahem, cough… cough cough…”

Her vines were a bit too bold and aggressive.

Su Ci retracted the plant with a thought and noticed a fleeting look of disappointment flash across Lu Yunhe’s face. She smiled, wove a flower crown from the sprout, and placed it on his head.

Lu Yunhe was scarily bright—once he saw or heard something, he rarely forgot it. Su Ci had found him a few beginner children’s picture books, and after just three days of teaching, he could already say many short sentences.

…Or maybe it was the zombie crystal cores enhancing his learning speed.

After Su Ci’s fever that night, Lu Yunhe didn’t dare feed her any more zombie cores.

So now, whenever some unlucky zombie came knocking, he’d pop their cores like candy instead.

“What’s a ‘little red book’?”

Lu Yunhe pointed at a line in a picture book: “Daddy and Mommy got their little red book, then had me. From then on, we became a happy family of three…”

He had a million questions swirling in his head.

“Do you need the red book to have a baby?”
“Can you secretly have one without it?”
“Have you ever had one with another zombie?”
“Can I have a little zombie baby with you?”
“Is it possible to have two at once?”

He still hadn’t forgotten about the one in Su Ci’s belly.

Maybe he had overfed the little zombie, because he hadn’t heard any complaints from it lately. But Lu Yunhe knew—there was definitely a little life inside.

He gently caressed Su Ci’s lower belly with his cold hand, his eyes filled with a mix of affection, jealousy, and curiosity.

Su Ci didn’t understand why he looked at her like that. Maybe he wanted to get closer but was afraid to upset her, so she took his hand and pressed it directly to her bare skin.

“You can have one,” she said, “but it’s not as easy as just wanting it.”

Lu Yunhe was a zombie. She was human. There was likely some biological incompatibility.

“I know,” Lu Yunhe nodded seriously. “I don’t have a little red book, so I don’t have a baby zombie. I can’t put one in your belly either.”

He firmly believed that the right to put a zombie baby in her belly came with the red book—and he had neither.

Su Ci couldn’t help but laugh at his wild imagination. The vines twisted around his wrists and ankles, tying him firmly to the soft bed, reversing their usual roles in an instant.

“We don’t need a red book. Be good, Xiao Liu, I’ll teach you how to make a little zombie.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

Lu Yunhe wasn’t confident. She already had another zombie’s baby. Could she still make his? Wouldn’t it, like… burst?

But he didn’t say no.

When he was tied up on the bed, Lu Yunhe finally realized something was off. He started to panic and struggled a little.

“W-Wait a sec…”

He scrambled off the bed, lit the stove, and poured the boiling water into a tub before jumping in. His pale skin turned red from the heat.

When he climbed back under the covers, his whole body radiated warmth. His dark eyes locked onto Su Ci, and he stammered,

“I-I’m ready now…”

This way, he wouldn’t freeze his human.

Su Ci leaned down and kissed his flushed forehead.

“You’re a little hot.”

“S-Sorry, I’ll watch the temperature next time…”

He really should’ve used a thermometer.

“It’s okay. I like both hot and cold.”

After awakening her powers, Su Ci’s body could handle extreme temperatures. Whether it was cold showers or being held by Lu Yunhe, it didn’t faze her anymore.

Lu Yunhe looked down, his gaze dazed. The flower vines wrapped tightly around his wrists and ankles, leaving him completely at Su Ci’s mercy.

“Is this how you put the baby zombie in?”

His eyes gleamed with excitement as he stared at her slightly rounded belly.

“He’s already inside? He’s really active—keeps moving around…”

Way livelier than the first one, who only ate and slept.

His zombie baby had to be the strongest.

Su Ci poked at his firm abs and reluctantly broke the truth to him:

“Not yet. What you’re feeling… is just you moving around too much.”

Lu Yunhe blushed and mumbled a weak excuse:

“I wasn’t… I was just… looking for the right place to put him. Really.”

Lu Yunhe became obsessed with the process of making little zombies.

Wanting a safer and more comfortable environment, he moved them from the supermarket to a newly developed resort in the suburbs—lush mountains, clean water, and fresh air.

Perfect for expectant mothers and zombie babies.

And perfect for him and his human to make more zombie babies.

In the warm afternoon sun, Lu Yunhe lay next to a rocking chair, pressing his face against Su Ci’s belly to listen for movement.

A faint sound reached his ears.

“He’s moving!” he said joyfully.

Su Ci sighed. She’d been stuffed at lunch—four dishes, soup, fruit, nuts, milk, eggs—she was bloated. What he heard was just her stomach growling.

But he was so devoted to this nonexistent baby, Su Ci didn’t have the heart to crush his enthusiasm. She simply smiled and said,

“He’ll be a very handsome little zombie baby.”

Lu Yunhe’s happy smile collapsed instantly.

“Handsome…?”

He was talking about the baby’s father.

Su Ci patted his forehead.

“Of course he’s not more handsome than you. You’re the most handsome zombie I’ve ever seen.”

She meant the baby—who didn’t even exist.

Lu Yunhe looked pleased… but also a little anxious. If the baby’s father wasn’t more handsome than him, how could his human have made a zombie baby with someone else?

So when Zihan and her boyfriend finally found the resort, they walked in on a surreal scene:

The usually serious Instructor Lu was grabbing a zombie by the collar, interrogating it with a furious expression.

“Am I better-looking than other zombies?”
“*@&#￥……”
“Between me and that zombie over there, who’s hotter?”
“%＄£＆……”
“Is he taller than me? Buffer than me? Does he plan to help raise the baby, or just walk away? Huh?! Think hard before you answer!”

The zombie didn’t understand a word. It just let out a string of groans and screeches.

“Smack—!”

Lu Yunhe smacked its head clean off.

The zombie’s lifeless skull rolled to a stop at Zihan’s feet.