Quick Transmigration: Yandere Male Leads? Hand 'Em Over! - Chapter 98

Healing from his injuries had drained the incubus of nearly all his energy.

In his hunger-addled haze, Xiang Zhi’ang couldn’t tell dream from reality. All he knew was that the tighter he held on, the better it felt. And if his master could just touch his horns and tail a little more…

He had no idea what kind of reaction that might provoke.

Because he was convinced it was just a dream, Xiang Zhi’ang became bolder when the girl didn’t push him away. He guided her soft little hand up to the sharp tip of his horn.

Her palm was warm.
The moment it touched him, an uncontrollable wave of tingling pleasure rippled down his spine, making his scalp go numb and his body shudder as though he’d been struck by lightning.

So… so good.

He loved his master’s touch.

Xiang Zhi’ang had never known that his hard, ugly horns could be so sensitive—especially when she gripped the base and slowly stroked all the way to the tip, just like petting a cat.

It felt like she was playing with his brain—turning it to mush with her fingertips.

He gasped, panting for breath, his head shaking wildly from side to side.

A starved incubus who hadn’t eaten for three months couldn’t handle such gourmet indulgence, but at the same time, he couldn’t stand being left out.

He needed both sides to be treated equally.
His master had to pet the other horn too.

Su Ci couldn’t help but laugh.
Was he really this clingy?

This time, she didn’t misunderstand. She gently wiped the sweat beading on his forehead, then slowly massaged the pair of tiny sharp horns poking through his soft black hair.

They were warm and smooth like polished jade, nearly melting against her palm.

Raising an incubus wasn’t an easy task.
At least for now, it seemed… keeping her self-control was the hardest part.

As she cradled him close to soothe him, she heard a heavy swallowing sound by her ear.

It was the sound of a ravenous beast secretly watching its prey—a low, greedy growl rising from deep in the throat.

A clear warning sign: the predator was about to strike.

“Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

Su Ci lowered her head to check his temperature. With both her hands pinned above his, she could only press her forehead to his, letting their heat transfer between them.

Xiang Zhi’ang hadn’t expected that.

Apparently, incubi were born with the talent to have dreams like this.

He stared in disbelief as his master leaned in, their foreheads touching. She sighed softly and then gently kissed his slightly parted lips.

It was a kind of ecstasy he’d never experienced before—like a divine meal.

Explosions of light burst through his mind, clouds of smoke erupting into thousands of tiny hearts that scattered through his vision.

His body screamed for more—craving a full feast—
But his brain…
His brain shut down completely.

More than the thrill of eating, he wanted to explore the feeling of her kiss.

Soft.
Warm.
So slick and tender.

Like, like, like, like—
Love!

The sensation was so addictive, even more than sating his hunger. He tilted his face to chase her lips again—

And then everything went black.

Ugh. Too full. Dizzy…

Su Ci, unaware that her incubus was flying high on bliss, assumed he’d simply passed out from weakness and injury. She decided to let him rest while she stepped out to buy some nutritious food to replenish his strength.

Of course, with such a dangerously beautiful man in her home, there was no way she was buying groceries for just two people.

She had to prepare clothes and daily essentials as well.

The grocery run took two hours.

By the time Su Ci was done, she looked at her drained WeChat balance and sighed.

Guess I really can’t afford to take too much time off.
I actually have to work hard to support my boyfriend now.

To help Xiang Zhi’ang recover, Su Ci bought three pounds of pork ribs, a pig’s trotter, all kinds of chicken, duck, and fish…

The butcher, seeing her carrying so much alone, kindly offered to deliver the meat to her door—cash on delivery.

Su Ci thanked him politely and, carrying a few sets of men’s clothing and toiletries, walked to the nearby Xiangxie Plaza station to catch the subway.

Yu Ruowei was still wandering the plaza.

“He was right here—how can he be gone?!”

Her feet were covered in blisters. She’d practically stepped on every single tile, retracing her path over and over, but found not a single clue.

Could it be… had Xiang Zhi’ang really been erased from existence?

Strangely, the idea made her uneasy.

Without Xiang Zhi’ang, could she really return to the wealthy, carefree life she once had?

She should be able to. Right?

There wasn’t just one incubus in the world.
If she was careful, she could always catch another one.
Maybe even start a… charm farm?

Thanks to meeting Xiang Zhi’ang in her past life, Yu Ruowei had learned about various shady but lucrative ways to profit from incubi. If others could make money, so could she.

Determined, she decided to quit her job as soon as she got back.

Why slave away, kiss up to a boss, and earn a measly eight thousand a month, when even one of Xiang Zhi’ang’s hairs was worth more than that?

Drunk on the fantasy of getting rich through incubi, Yu Ruowei dragged her aching body toward the subway entrance, unaware of the loose pebble beneath her foot.

“Ah—!”

Just as she was about to fall down the stairs, a slender, fair hand reached out and caught her arm—steadying her just in time.

“Watch your step.”

“Thank you—”

Their eyes met.

Both froze in place.

Su Ci hadn’t expected to run into the female lead here. Hadn’t she wished never to see Xiang Zhi’ang again for the rest of her life?

What was she doing back at Xiangxie Plaza—the exact place where he’d been found?

Yu Ruowei, on the other hand, was utterly stunned.

Following the arm that had caught her, her gaze traced upward—to perfect shoulders, a graceful neck, a delicate jawline, and soft, plump lips.

Her features were like a lake reflecting the moon—cool, gentle, with a quiet elegance.

How could a human… look more seductive than an incubus?

Yu Ruowei instinctively ruled out the idea that this girl was one. Her aura was too pure, too clean—unlike those vulgar, hyper-sexualized incubi always in heat.

But maybe that was what made her so dangerous.

Yu Ruowei still resented Xiang Zhi’ang for rejecting her. She’d saved him, and yet he showed no gratitude.

In her eyes, his refusal to serve her was a personal insult—a denial of her attractiveness.

Her gaze darkened, fixated on the stunning girl before her.

Was she really not an incubus?

Why did she suddenly have such a strong urge to knock her out… and bring her home to raise in secret?

Stronger than the impulse she’d had for Xiang Zhi’ang, even.

By the time Yu Ruowei snapped out of it, Su Ci had already walked away. Her eyes still trailed the girl’s graceful silhouette, a glint of desire flashing beneath her lashes.

She came to a quiet conclusion—

That girl had to be a special kind of incubus.
Their brief eye contact must have triggered the species’ charm effect.
That was the only explanation for the sudden, overwhelming urge to dominate her.

A beautiful incubus—exactly what she needed.

Yu Ruowei picked up the pace.

So what if she’d lost Xiang Zhi’ang?

She’d found someone even better.

Of course, she wouldn’t drain this one dry.

She was far too exquisite.

Just a little blood—regularly and carefully extracted—would be more than enough to keep her and her perfect incubus living in luxury for the rest of their days.