Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty
Chapter 268 - 268: The Gentle Psychiatrist (38)

Like, this feeling is weird. This is in view of the fact that in one moment Cheng Ying will feel so happy because of Yue Ran that he feels like he has fallen into a heaven covered with soft and fluffy clouds, but in the next moment he will feel like he is being tortured in hell because of the jealousy and the evil thoughts that have encroached on his mind.

Currently, Cheng Ying feels that his heart is beating wildly because of Yue Ran's words.

She said it was him. It was only him!

His heart, which had just been filled by Yue Ran with joy and happiness, began to greed for more in the next second. His heart was still not satiated.

His eyes on Yue Ran were full of admiration, but Cheng Ying still frowned as he spoke. "Yue Ran, I am obviously very happy after hearing what you have said to me, but why do I still feel uncomfortable?"

The young man looked at Yue Ran with dark, ignorant eyes.

"Hm?" Yue Ran hummed in question. "How can you be both happy and unhappy at the same time?"

Yue Ran pretended to look confused, and she raised a hand to place it on Cheng Ying's chest affectionately, as if she were really worried about him.

"I am very happy," Cheng Ying said. "But it is like, um, it seems that it is still not enough."

…

Ruan Ruan, who was watching this scene from Yue Ran's Sea of Consciousness, could not help but roll his nonexistent eyes.

Ruan Ruan: Does the male protagonist not simply mean that he wanted more? How greedy! The male protagonist is really a natural flirt!

For some reason that Ruan Ruan himself does not know, he really does not like the male protagonist of this world very much, even if the male protagonist is very puppy-like and obedient to his Master. It was quite strange.

…

Cheng Ying also knew that what he said to Yue Ran was a bit strange, but he seemed to have suffered from aphasia, and he just could not express his thoughts properly in words.

The young man held Yue Ran's wrist and stared at her with ardent eyes. His fingers were spread out and interlocked with hers. Cheng Ying's grip was a little tight, as if he wanted to fuse his and Yue Ran's hands together. For eternity.

Yue Ran's eyes changed, and Cheng Ying was keenly aware of this. It was as if the young woman was finally taking off that layer of skin in front of him again to expose her true self, just like that night at her house.

Cheng Ying desperately wanted to do something to respond to her, but it was impossible for the red collar to appear out of thin air. He wanted to wear the collar again.

In the end, Cheng Ying tentatively made a move to kneel on one knee on the sofa while holding Yue Ran's left hand in his. And like the loveable pet he is, he stretched out his tongue and gently licked the young woman's soft and delicate fingers.

One after another.

His warm tongue trembled and slid over her fingernails, her finger bones, and the gap between her two fingers. The young man was slowly sucking on each and every one of those dainty fingers.

Yue Ran did not know how to feel about this. Does she feel comfortable, excited, or happy because of his actions? Most likely, yes.

The young woman only slightly raised the corners of her lips and let out a soft sigh, one of relief, from her throat after a while, and then took the initiative to clasp the young man's chin and stir her fingers in his mouth, playing with his tongue.

It was sticky and slippery, and it seemed that the air was getting drier.

Cheng Ying swallowed; he was frightened by his own behavior. Although his mysophobia is not extremely serious, it could already be considered an anomaly compared to ordinary people. And at this moment, he was extremely excited by such "dirty" behavior.

"Is there anything you want to do?" he heard Yue Ran ask him.

"I… I want to do things that will make you happy," Cheng Ying answered.

Cheng Ying was lying in front of her, his posture obviously looking very submissive, like the most loyal believer in his God praying for mercy, Yue Ran's mercy, but there was a malicious light in his eyes. He, the most loyal believer, is indeed willing to sacrifice everything for his God, but the God that he worships should also respond to him.

"Things that make me happy?" Yue Ran asks with a slight tilt of her head.

Yue Ran raised her fingers, which were still wet, and touched Cheng Ying's lips. She peeled off the bottom lip to expose the young man's gums, and then inserted her fingers into his mouth. Her usual saintly image has not collapsed even at this point, and this full sense of immorality makes Cheng Ying feel as if he were about to explode.

Cheng Ying felt as if he had committed some kind of sin, but he was still reluctant to stop it.

"But, Cheng Ying," Yue Ran started. "I also want to do things to make you happy." The young woman hooked a finger as a gesture for the young man to come closer to her. "Why do you not come closer to me as a start?"

Yue Ran lay back halfway on the sofa and dimmed the lights.

Cheng Ying was just like a person bewitched by the enchanting devil, who had promised to fulfill all of his wishes and could only move closer to the devil at this point. He was almost touching Yue Ran due to how close he was to her.

Yue Ran chuckled and raised her hand and narrowed her eyes slightly to touch the side of the young man's face.

"Then let us—"

Bang!