Villain Male Supporting Characters Are All in My Rogue

Ning Shuyin transmigrated into a sci-fi romance novel and became the heroine's best friend and a tool to help move the plot forward. However, she accidentally modified the wrong code, matching ...

Chapter 15: Three Evil Men Destroyed in One Day

Chapter 15: Three Evil Men Destroyed in One Day

For the first time, an expression of "confusion" appeared on Zhang Wannian's usually icy face.

It was as if a fierce battle was raging inside this man's body.

Reason told him that he should continue the experiment and find out the truth.

But an unprecedented torrent of raging emotions surged toward his central nervous system.

It gave him an impulse to... to hold the woman in his arms and protect her.

Loran's ears even turned pink.

An abnormally rapid heart rate, with dopamine and oxytocin levels soaring exponentially...

Something's not right.

As the alliance's top biologist, he immediately became aware of the abnormality in his body.

He has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder regarding body cleanliness.

I strongly dislike physical contact with others.

Therefore, this is not his true emotional reaction.

Rather, it is a neurochemical reaction that is forcibly catalyzed and induced by external factors.

His gaze instantly locked onto Ning Shuyin.

"What did you do to me!" he asked fiercely.

However, the sound that came out of his mouth changed to:

"You...did you do something bad to me?"

That tone, that manner of speaking, was actually a coquettish complaint!

It was even more like coquetry than the softest, most delicate coquetry he had ever heard in clinical cases.

Lorraine's brain went blank for a second.

What did he just hear? Was that something he could say himself?

His body has completely defied his will.

His reason compelled him to reach out and grab the girl's slender neck, to settle scores with her.

But when he reached out, he heard a "click".

He personally untied the metal rings binding Ning Shuyin's wrists.

Damn it!

Loran acted decisively and immediately activated his special ability.

A silver halo representing order and reason appeared in his palm.

[Endocrine system, stable.]

He guided the silver light into his mind.

This is his proud superpower: the ability to instantly adjust the hormone levels of an organism, bringing everything back to its most rational state.

However, the silver halo was quickly washed away by an invisible fragrance of herbs, and its effect was minimal.

"you!"

Loran was completely enraged.

He glared at Ning Shuyin, wanting to curse her for "using such a despicable drug when you don't have any superpowers," and for being "despicable and shameless."

But the words that came out of his mouth turned into:

"You're so annoying! How could you use something like this...this unreasonable stuff!"

His voice grew softer and softer, even carrying a hint of aggrieved nasal tone, like a little baby who had his candy stolen and was bullied.

Ning Shuyin was also stunned.

Her body, which had just experienced pain, actually felt a little like laughing.

This dangerous and ruthless man, and he looks like this too.

[Host, now is not the time to laugh. Quickly think of a way to clean up the mess; the drug's effects only last for four hours.]

The system noticed that Ning Shuyin's lips were practically pointing to the sky and quickly reminded her.

The announcement of changes in favorability also arrived as scheduled.

[Target person Loran's favorability has decreased.]

[Current favorability: -100 (An enemy I must kill in this lifetime).]

Ning Shuyin knew that the fragrance of tea was pleasant for a moment, but after that, she would be in deep trouble.

Once the effects of the drug wear off, who knows how Loran will retaliate against her.

Her survival instinct told her that she should at least get out of her current predicament.

As soon as she was free, she immediately propped up her weak body and reached out to push away the "superpower activation device" hanging above her head.

"Don't touch it!" Loran's reason roared.

But he lunged forward, as if to help her.

The man's contradictory and awkward movements looked particularly clumsy.

But to Ning Shuyin's surprise, the moment she touched the cold outer casing of the instrument, one of the fixing screws snapped off with a "snap".

The heavy instrument instantly lost its balance and crashed straight down on her face.

"No way? This is so unlucky?" Ning Shuyin wailed.

[Host, have you forgotten? You just exchanged for items using your "fortune" for the next 24 hours.]

The system reminded her in a sympathetic tone.

"Watch out!" Without thinking, Loran's instincts drove him to rush over and protect her.

Ning Shuyin tried to steady herself by supporting herself on the edge of the bed.

As a result, her palm landed right on a small patch of cold sweat that had appeared earlier from the pain.

As a result, she lost her balance and fell forward uncontrollably.

In the chaos, Loran instinctively opened his arms and caught her precisely.

The man's embrace was warm and firm, carrying a refreshing minty scent.

For a moment, Ning Shuyin even had the illusion of being enveloped in safety.

Loran's body, unable to maintain its balance due to the impact, fell straight backward onto the experimental table.

A muffled thud.

Lorraine's vision went black.

As he fell, the back of his head struck a protruding metal edge of the bed with perfect precision.

Absurd! Out of control! Disgraceful!

These were the only words that remained in Loran's mind after his brief dizziness.

He had lived for over two hundred years and had never been in such a sorry state.

Such extensive physical contact made him feel disgusted and uneasy.

He just wanted to push the culprit out of his arms immediately, but found that his body wouldn't listen to him.

The delicate body in his arms was incredibly soft, perfectly conforming to every taut curve of his body.

An indescribable sense of comfort, like a warm current seeping into his senses, made him... inexplicably attached and unwilling to let go.

The way the two were embracing tightly, set against the backdrop of the bedroom atmosphere, seemed particularly ambiguous.

Ning Shuyin also panicked and tried to get out of his arms.

She frantically tried to get up from the bed, but the second misfortune struck precisely at her back—

Her coral-colored off-the-shoulder dress had a small decorative button on the chest that snugly hooked onto Lorraine's blouse.

The upward struggle not only failed to get her up, but also pulled the upper part of her dress downwards.

As the fabric slid against her skin, Ning Shuyin felt a chill on her chest.

It's over.

She immediately realized something was wrong.

The only way to avoid exposing herself was to bend down again and get extremely close to him.

Their posture was even more ambiguous than before.

Because her dress got caught, Ning Shuyin could only lean over and straddle Loran's waist.

The upper part of the dress was stretched to its limit, barely hanging on her arm.

The thin skirt spread out, covering Loran's thighs.

Her long, black hair fell just beside Loran's ear.

Loran, who was pinned beneath her, felt a physiological glint in her eyes from the pain in the back of her head, the extreme humiliation, and the unintentional brush of a strand of hair against her.

He looked... even more aggrieved.

At this extremely strange moment—

"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!"

A series of urgent video call requests broke the silence in the command center.

It was Ning Shuyin's personal computer that was ringing.

"It's so noisy!"

Loran was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He was pinned down on his waist, inhaling the faint, sweet fragrance of the woman on his body, and the chemical reactions in his body became increasingly out of control.

He just wanted that damn noise to stop, but what came out of his mouth was a soft "It's so noisy."

His finger had already pressed the [Answer] button on the personal terminal.

Communication is established.

A holographic projection of a handsome young man appeared before the two of them.

The young man, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, was sitting comfortably on an antique velvet sofa, his long legs casually crossed. His navy blue antique silk casual clothes concealed some of his youthful immaturity.

What's most eye-catching is his high black ponytail tied behind his head.

A few stray strands of hair fell across her forehead, making her rare pale purple eyes even more captivating.

But when he saw the scene in front of him after the call connected, a hint of anger immediately appeared on his handsome face.

"You're Ning Shuyin? My girlfriend who's supposed to go on a date with me?"