Quick Transmigration: The Yandere CEO is Both Pampering and Seductive - Chapter 6

Lu Chenhan carried Song Chubai to the bed and gently laid him down.

Song Chubai was sleeping soundly and completely failed to notice that he had moved from the game room to Lu Chenhan’s bedroom.

Lu Chenhan hadn’t felt sleepy at all. Ever since he was diagnosed with manic-depression, he had an excuse to stay up late at will. This mental disorder, whose cause modern medicine still couldn’t determine, was tormenting and always caused unprovoked irritability.

Ever since his diagnosis, Lu Chenhan had never slept a good night. If not for his strong willpower, he probably would have been driven crazy by the torture long ago.

“Hmph,” Lu Chenhan let out a scoff. In truth, he wasn’t far from madness right now either.

Lu Chenhan stared closely at Song Chubai, who was sleeping with a sweet expression on his face. Inexplicably, his eyelids grew a bit heavy.

A rare wave of sleepiness welled up in his heart.

Lu Chenhan raised an eyebrow. Although his reason reminded him that this was somewhat abnormal, his body had already honestly lain down.

With a sweep of his large arm, he pulled Song Chubai into his arms.

Through their thin clothing, he could clearly feel the boy’s warmth.

Carrying a trace of gentle heat, it was higher than his own body temperature. Perhaps due to the exchange of heat, he clearly felt Song Chubai’s body temperature transmitting toward him.

It was somewhat warm.

Lu Chenhan slowly lowered his gaze, gaining a rare trace of inner peace.

This hard-to-come-by peace aroused a sense of greed within Lu Chenhan. His large hand tightened slightly, pulling Song Chubai even closer.

He lowered his gaze to look at Song Chubai. That fair, delicate face carried a hint of a rosy flush, and his pinkish lips had an extremely good shape. They were soft and very suitable for kissing.

Kissing.

These two nearly absurd words popped into Lu Chenhan’s mind.

His pitch-black, ink-like eyes stared fixedly at Song Chubai, as if pondering something.

After a while, he gave a light click of his tongue and curved his lips.

“Since that is the case,” he lowered his voice, “you are mine.”

Before he figured out why this person could make him peaceful, he would not let Song Chubai leave.

After waiting for two seconds, he added, “If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your consent.”

Song Chubai was sleeping soundly.

Lu Chenhan obviously hadn’t truly received an answer from Song Chubai. He had always been arrogant, overbearing, and arbitrary. Being able to ask such a question now, even if it was a question without any substantial meaning, was already a huge step forward.

Lu Chenhan, having obtained the consenting answer, smiled with satisfaction.

He closed his eyes. Sleepiness surged up, quickly sweeping over his entire body, and his physique gradually relaxed beneath Song Chubai’s body temperature.

The faint, refreshing fragrance belonging to the other person lingering around his nose felt like the most effective sleeping pill in the world, allowing his body, as sleepiness welled up, to thoroughly sink into the darkness and fall into a long-overdue deep sleep.

This sleep lasted directly until seven o’clock the next morning. Driven by his biological clock, Lu Chenhan opened his eyes right on time.

His brain was clearer than ever before, and his body felt exceptionally relaxed.

The person in his arms was still sleeping soundly, long eyelashes drooping obediently, a trace of blush on his fair, tender face.

Lu Chenhan quietly looked at the sleeping Song Chubai, his fingertip gently brushing across the corner of the boy’s eye.

Song Chubai seemed to sense something. His eyelashes trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was Lu Chenhan’s handsome face, along with that pair of black eyes full of amusement.

Song Chubai’s brain experienced a temporary system crash. What was going on? Why was Lu Chenhan holding him? Why were they in the same bed?

His body reacted a step faster than his brain. He abruptly pushed Lu Chenhan away, crossing his arms over his chest.

Lu Chenhan raised an eyebrow and asked with considerable amusement, “Covering the top, but not the bottom?”

Song Chubai was speechless.

He hesitated for two seconds, then placed his left hand over his chest and his right hand downward to cover below.

Seeing his cautious and vigilant action, Lu Chenhan burst into loud laughter.

He sat up, supporting himself on the bed with one hand. His pajamas faintly outlined those taut muscle lines, making him look sexy and full of a sense of power.

Song Chubai scooted back a bit and asked hesitatingly about what happened last night.

Surely he hadn’t lost his purity in his sleep, had he?

“Last night, you agreed to become my person.”

He didn’t object, which equals agreement. There was nothing wrong with that logic.

Lu Chenhan wore a serious expression, exuding the momentum of someone in a superior position. “Therefore, starting from now, you will sleep with me every day.”

Song Chubai hadn’t even recovered from the previous sentence before he unexpectedly fell into this next sentence, leaving his entire person frozen on the spot.

By the time he reacted, Lu Chenhan had already changed his clothes and was standing by the bedside, looking down at him from a towering height.

“Go change your clothes.”

He handed him a brand-new suit.

As his assistant, he naturally had to wear a suit during working hours.

Song Chubai blinked, still somewhat dazed, before hearing Lu Chenhan say in the next second, “Change right here.”

Song Chubai was a bit puzzled and repeated, “Change here?”

Wouldn’t he be seen completely bare by Lu Chenhan then?

Come to think of it, did he agree to become Lu Chenhan’s person last night? Why didn’t he have any recollection of it at all?

Just as he was thinking this, Lu Chenhan spoke again.

“What? Shy?”

Song Chubai picked up the clothes, paused for two seconds, and asked in his mind at the same time, “Qiqi, do you think I should be shy?”

He had no experience in this area!

He usually interacted with animals; they were different species, so changing clothes or anything like that carried zero pressure or scruples.

But the person in front of him was of the same species as him, both humans. Shouldn’t he feel a bit shy?

“The host does not need to be shy,” Qiqi quickly replied. “For the sake of the mission, host, charge!”

Qiqi’s voice inexplicably took on a hint of excitement.

Since Qiqi said so, Song Chubai no longer had any psychological burden.

He sat up cross-legged, first taking off his own clothes and placing them aside.

Then he picked up the white shirt. The shirt looked a bit large, probably belonging to Lu Chenhan.

But there was nothing else to choose from at the moment, so Song Chubai thought and put on the shirt.

Lu Chenhan’s gaze never left Song Chubai. Toward someone of the same sex, he originally had no other distracting thoughts. They were both men; aside from differences in size, there was nothing else different.

Before seeing Song Chubai, he had always thought this way.

But right now, when Song Chubai put on his shirt, propped his hands in front of his legs, and reached for the suit pants, his heart experienced a rare ripple of agitation.

The shirt was a bit large, so that fair skin and exquisite collarbones were inevitably exposed. When his body leaned forward slightly, a hint of scenery spilled out.

The bottom hem of the shirt happened to cover his hips, and it was propped up to a certain degree by those perky hips, carrying a somewhat seductive connotation.