Saving the Yandere Male Support

(Quick Transmigration + Yandere + Double Clean + Salvation)

Li Baobei, a recent university graduate (surname Li, given name Baobei), almost fainted from anger when she read the ending of the ...

Chapter 62 clearly doesn't belong to a good person.

"Do you need me to help you solve this?" He You's tone was full of concern, but also tinged with a hint of coldness.

Li Baobei smiled sweetly, "No need, Lord He. I know who the ghosts are around me. I'm well aware of their identities, so you don't need to worry."

"Then be careful." He You smiled faintly, looking like a captivating succubus.

Li Baobei was engrossed in watching it, and she murmured to herself, "Sigh~ Who can resist this?"

She continued softly, "Lord He, you are very handsome."

He You's eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. "Nan Nan, do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much, I like Lord He the most." Li Baobei looked at He You with wide eyes.

Her eyes were clear and innocent, much like the stars that dotted the autumn night sky—bright, clean, and untouched by the dust of the world.

He You felt the fire in his abdomen burning up again. He tried to suppress it, but to no avail.

He quickly stood up, picked Li Baobei up horizontally and placed her on the bed, then pulled the blanket over her.

Her tone carried a hint of urgency: "Nannan, go to sleep early. I suddenly realized I forgot something, so I'm leaving now."

Li Baobei blinked her innocent big eyes as she watched He You's series of actions, which were so fast, accurate, and urgent that no one had time to react.

What happened?

Before she could say another word, He You had already closed the door and flown away.

She quickly stood up to open the door, only to find that he had already disappeared.

"Is Lord He in such a hurry?" Li Baobei couldn't help but click her tongue.

She closed the door, turned around, jumped onto the bed, and smiled sweetly.

I'm already very happy to see Lord He even once; I don't expect it to last much longer.

He You was sweating profusely in the courtyard of the mansion, brandishing a long sword in his hand.

The slave stood quietly to the side watching, and couldn't help but mutter, "What is Master doing? Practicing swordsmanship so late at night, that's really strange."

He scratched his head, puzzled, then turned around, went back to his room, lay down, and fell asleep again.

The burning sensation in her lower abdomen gradually subsided, and He You slowly stopped what she was doing.

Turning around, I walked towards the bathtub...