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

Jiang Xiyu woke up close to afternoon.

He lifted his thin eyelids slightly and closed them again, habitually wanting to stay in bed a little longer. But as he turned over, he was pulled back into someone's arms, and a hand gently patted his back, while a faint kiss landed on his hair.

In an instant, intimate memories from last night flooded into my mind like a floodgate being opened.

The more memories one has, the clearer the senses become in bed at this moment, including the warmth of the man's hand and the subtle tenderness between his hair.

Jiang Xiyu's eyelashes trembled, and she subconsciously held her breath, unsure whether she should open her eyes or not.

Before he woke up, Shen Jingtan had already woken up, but he did not choose to leave. Instead, he chose to give the young man caresses and tenderness.

The person in his arms was lying on their side facing him, sleeping in a very obedient position, with their long legs slightly bent and their hands softly curled up in front of Shen Jingtan's chest. Occasionally, their eyelashes would flutter, and occasionally they would adorably twitch their nose, just like a kitten, so soft that Shen Jingtan's heart seemed to melt.

Whenever he made these little gestures, Shen Jingtan would hug Jiang Xiyu's waist even tighter, pat his back, and coax him to continue sleeping.

Therefore, he knew whether Jiang Xiyu was conscious or not.

So when Jiang Xiyu hesitated to open his eyes, Shen Jingtan brushed the hair off his face, leaned close to his ear, and gently asked him if he was awake.

Jiang Xiyu shrank back slightly, unable to bear it any longer. When he slowly raised his eyes, he found Shen Jingtan looking at him.

The two gazed at each other silently for a long time before Shen Jingtan lowered her head and kissed his cheek.

Jiang Xiyu held her breath, her cheeks instantly burning.

Shen Jingtan's slender fingers caressed his shoulder, then she asked Jiang Xiyu gently, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Last night, he was mindful of Jiang Xiyu's health, so he didn't go too far.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu's cheeks couldn't help but flush.

He felt how close they were, and his toes curled up involuntarily as he nestled into the man's arms. After a while, he shook his head blankly to indicate that he wasn't feeling too bad.

Aside from the normal soreness, it's not really that uncomfortable.

After all, Shen Jingtan was very gentle and sexy in bed, and she took good care of him in every way.

Jiang Xiyu opened her lips, her voice hoarse and strained: "Shen..."

He instinctively wanted to use that title, but he changed his mind and called him Mr. Shen instead.

Shen Jingtan raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not correct him.

After all, there are times when that title sounds more appealing.

He asked in a low voice, "Shall we get up?"

Jiang Xiyu nodded obediently.

Shen Jingtan withdrew his arm from Jiang Xiyu's neck and sat up. Jiang Xiyu could see his broad back and the scratches he had made on it.

Jiang Xiyu lowered her gaze, looking at his strong waist, and then...

Shen Jingtan lowered her gaze, raised her arm and said to Jiang Xiyu, "Let's go take a shower together."

Jiang Xiyu paused for a moment, then obediently propped herself up and moved closer to Shen Jingtan.

The pale red on the young man's body seemed not to have completely faded.

Aside from those wounds, the other traces left by Shen Jingtan are like plum blossoms falling on snow.

It's so beautiful that you'd want that mark to stay forever.

Shen Jingtan admired the scene for a while before picking up Jiang Xiyu and getting off the bed.

The showerhead in the bathroom was turned on, and the sound of water dripping brought some steam, which also blurred the two figures in the mirror.

Shen Jingtan was reaching out to take the item when Jiang Xiyu obediently nestled in front of him.

"Is the water temperature alright?"

Shen Jingtan's tone was so gentle.

Jiang Xiyu's ears were ringing from hearing this, and he immediately nodded to indicate that he was alright.

Shen Jingtan stared at the back of Jiang Xiyu's neck, then put her arm around his waist and seemed to smile.

After he took a shower and dried his hair, Shen Jingtan brought the medicine to apply to him.

Last night's application was essentially a waste of time; the bruises haven't healed much, and because of other marks, they seem to have gotten worse.

Shen Jingtan frowned, then suddenly asked, "Did you fight with him?"

Jiang Xiyu nodded.

Shen Jingtan was unaware of this side of Jiang Xiyu. He wondered if the young man's angry fighting style was as cute as a kitten with its fur standing on end.

But with all those injuries, it's not so cute anymore.

Shen Jingtan applied the medicine to him without any change in expression, as if the other marks were not caused by him.

Jiang Xiyu was a little embarrassed, so Shen Jingtan pinched his chin and gently kissed him to ease the distance between them.

Jiang Xiyu wanted to say that he could wipe it, but his voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth, so he simply kept quiet.

He cried last night, and his crying was very beautiful.

Shen Jingtan really liked the sound of his emotional crying, so Jiang Xiyu didn't try to suppress it at all.

As a result, my throat is very sore now.

After Shen Jingtan finished applying the medicine to him, his secretary brought him some food.

Jiang Xiyu left Shen Jingtan's cubicle and found someone packing his things.

He looked at Shen Jingtan with some doubt, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tried to speak clearly, asking, "What are we doing today?"

Shen Jingtan lowered her eyes: "You're being discharged from the hospital today."

Jiang Xiyu blinked slowly, looking at the people outside who were almost ready to leave, and suddenly remembered that it was indeed time for her to be discharged from the hospital.

He didn't really know where to go. After falling out with Shen Xiushu, he definitely couldn't go back to that apartment.

So Jiang Xiyu took Shen Jingtan's hand and said to him, "Mr. Shen, I want to go see my mother."

Shen Jingtan patted his head, which was taken as her agreement.

After the two finished their meal, Jiang Xiyu put on a mask and sunglasses, and wanted to take 'Guai Guai' with him as they left.

Shen Jingtan calmly glanced at her secretary, who then stepped forward and offered to help Jiang Xiyu carry him.

Jiang Xiyu couldn't refuse, so after handing the cat to his secretary, Shen Jingtan naturally took his hand.

The Maybach slowly drove toward the private hospital.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and everything seemed exceptionally fresh and beautiful today, especially after last night's downpour.

Jiang Xiyu's hand was not released.

He glanced at her for a moment, then stole another look at Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan's expression was indifferent, but his palms were very warm.

Seeing Jiang Xiyu looking over, he simply asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiyu said it was nothing.

He remembered the rain from last night, the smoke from last night, and the lighter he had left behind, which remained on Shen Jingtan's person.

Shen Jingtan personally lit his cigarette with that lighter, wiped away his tears, and served him. No one else could receive such favoritism from Shen Jingtan, but Jiang Xiyu enjoyed it all last night.

Jiang Xiyu felt a pang of sadness and wanted to thank Shen Jingtan.

Shen Jingtan still looked at him with the same gaze, just as always.

Jiang Xiyu found it hard to say it again.

What he says will make it seem like the two are distant from each other.

In fact, they were closer than anyone else.