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

Chapter 535 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [211]

Jiang Xiyu, her eyes red, only said softly, "It was all worth it..."

Never in his wildest dreams could he come back to life. The reluctance and longing he had helplessly concealed in his final moments poured out with his heart, making Jiang Xiyu feel as if he had just experienced a beautiful dream of a world turned upside down.

When Yuejia heard Jiang Xiyu say this, a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart, and a light, gentle scent enveloped her, as if she were being held in his arms.

After catching her breath, Yuejia suddenly smiled, her eyes reddening, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Then... I deserve it too."

Jiang Xiyu smiled upon hearing this, revealing a pair of gentle eyes beneath her long eyelashes.

Looking at Yuejia's current state, he seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly asked tentatively, "Then, you and the monk?"

Yuejia paused, her lips slightly leaving Jiang Xiyu's palm, her lowered eyes revealing extremely complex emotions.

The grudges between him and Shiga were perhaps gradually blurred by the blood and tears shed by his lover on that day, and could no longer be clearly explained.

He didn't want to dwell on it anymore, after all, it was because he was too calculating that he had put this person in such a difficult position. And Yuejia never wanted to experience that pain of losing the other person again in his life.

Besides, Shiga, with his dull nature and only knowing how to chant sutras and ring bells, doesn't understand the pleasures that worldly people pursue. Could he possibly lose to him in some way?

Thinking of this, Yuejia slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on Jiang Xiyu's face, carefully tracing its features. Until she caught a glimpse of the crimson bite mark on Jiang Xiyu's neck, Yuejia narrowed her eyes almost imperceptibly, but her tone was as gentle as possible: "I will never make things difficult for you again because of this."

"Even if, even if he wants to share you with me..." Yuejia pursed her lips, then turned her face away as if in resignation, "I'm willing to do anything as long as I can stay by your side."

"However, you must promise me one thing."

As Yuejia spoke, she stubbornly stared into Jiang Xiyu's eyes.

Jiang Xiyu paused for a few moments under his gaze. After realizing that he would no longer fight with Shiga, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. But upon hearing Yuejia's words about sharing his existence with Shiga, Jiang Xiyu's voice became hoarse as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Yuejia remained silent for a while, her gaze unwavering. Finally, as if she had made a great decision, she demanded of Jiang Xiyu, "You can't favor one over the other, and you can't love him more than you love me. You have to treat me well, pamper me, and love me as before, otherwise, I..."

Yuejia seemed unable to continue speaking.

He stared at Jiang Xiyu, his eyes inexplicably pitiful and aggrieved, as if he would burst into tears the next moment if Jiang Xiyu did not agree.

But Yuejia may have forgotten that his current body is not as beautiful as his former one, so his expressionless demeanor is like a cold-faced courtship.

Faced with such a stark contrast, Jiang Xiyu felt as if his heart had been gripped by his gaze, overflowing with tenderness that burned intensely wherever it touched, leaving Jiang Xiyu feeling tingly and numb all over, unable to react for a long time.

After a long moment of stunned silence, Jiang Xiyu finally snapped out of it under Yue Jia's urging gaze. She then took the initiative to hug him, her tone serious and solemn: "Okay, I promise you."

Yuejia rested her chin on Jiang Xiyu's shoulder. Seeing that he agreed, she raised an eyebrow and slowly smiled, "That's not enough..."

Jiang Xiyu hugged him, somewhat puzzled, "Hmm?"

Yuejia inhaled the faint scent of rose petals emanating from his neck, her gaze darkening. Then, she turned her head and bit his neck as well.

Jiang Xiyu frowned subconsciously, but did not resist.

After Yuejia finished biting, bite marks appeared on both sides of Jiang Xiyu's neck.

One was left by Shiga, and the other by Yuega. No matter how you look at it, it seems to contain some kind of ambiguous competition.

Jiang Xiyu didn't think much of it.

Yuejia stared at it for a while, as if finally satisfied. Her gaze lingered, and she made a move to kiss Jiang Xiyu's lips again.

However, just as his lips were about to touch Jiang Xiyu, everything suddenly went black before his eyes, and then his consciousness was dragged away by a strong force.

His pupils shifted subtly, a deep, still color taking over.

Yuejia realized that Shiga had regained control of his body, but the arrow was on the bowstring and he hadn't kissed him. He couldn't help but grit his teeth in resentment: "Shiga, what are you doing!"

Shiga said calmly, "One must not commit sexual misconduct before the Buddha."

Upon hearing this, Yuejia burst into laughter in anger, and immediately her soul became uncontrollably drowsy.

Shiga stopped without changing his expression.

Their lips were almost touching, yet their breaths were already inextricably intertwined.

Shiga's eyes trembled, and he slowly lowered them, his gaze falling on Jiang Xiyu's closed eyelids. His chest heaved for a moment, as if he was restraining something.

After a long while, Jiang Xiyu, who had not waited for him, opened his eyes. When he saw the change in the color of the pupils, Jiang Xiyu was stunned. Then, a faint blush appeared on his pale face, spreading from his neck all the way up.

Jiang Xiyu pursed his lips, turned his head away somewhat awkwardly, and coughed: "Master..."

The bite mark on Jiang Xiyu's neck caught Shiga's eye. He examined it for a moment before reaching out and gently wiping away the wound. The mark on the other side of her neck also disappeared.

Jiang Xiyu felt his movement and couldn't help but shudder.

Shiga asked softly, "Did I hurt you?"

His tone was very gentle, and his gesture of wiping away the wound was undeniably respectable.

Jiang Xiyu straightened up slightly, shook her head and said, "No, it doesn't hurt."

He glanced at Shiga, actually wondering how Yuega had suddenly become Shiga.

Shiga caught his gaze and explained calmly, "His soul is still weak."

This is absolutely true.

During the time Jiang Xiyu was in a deep sleep, Yuejia's soul was rarely awake.

The main reason is that his soul was severely damaged after the sacrifice, so he didn't stay conscious for very long.

Jiang Xiyu understood the meaning behind his words, but didn't say anything more.

Shiga's hand pressed against the back of his neck, pulling him back into his arms.

Jiang Xiyu nestled obediently in his arms, her ear close to his heart, listening to the heartbeat coming from beneath his chest, and smelling his familiar cool scent. Suddenly, she felt sleepy.

He yawned lazily.

Shiga patted his hand, gently rested his chin on Jiang Xiyu's head, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Sleep."

The shimmering sunlight from the ceiling of the meditation room fell, gently enveloping them.

At that moment, the two embraced quietly.

Life is peaceful and uneventful.