Quick Transmigration: What’s Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It’s Actually Delicious!

Warning: the female lead does not have children in the small worlds.

This is a straight romance transmigration story, with no BL content.

The female lead's name is in ABB format, carefully chosen by me, and I love it very much. Don't leave comments saying my girl has a bad name; if you mind the name, don't read it.

Every male lead in the small worlds is a different type of yandere.

(1-on-1, both pure) (A sweet story with a yandere skin; the male lead's illness is moderate)

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Jiang Rangrang is a homebody, lazy, and never cleans. She only washes herself, and even her underwear is washed by a special small washing machine she bought for that purpose.

With a monthly salary of less than 6,000, she still has to hire an hourly cleaning lady once a week to tidy the house.

And if you asked the lazy, greedy, homebody Jiang Rangrang what her dream was, she would immediately answer you: to be the girlfriend of a rich, yandere, possessive, insecure, ridiculously handsome man.

Especially the kind who locks her up, won't let her go out, and even feeds her with a spoon.

And so, her dream comes true.

System 888 appears and takes her on her miraculous journey.

Yandere campus heartthrob, restrained forensic doctor, heavenly war god, Republic-era young marshal, top esports god, merman prince, banished celestial master, shut-in painter, nine-tailed demon king, crown prince trapped in the cold palace, post-apocalyptic base leader, top-tier movie star, mountain deity, weak and sickly young marquis, gentle scholar, noble CEO, small-town veterinarian, teacher, forest deer demon, bandit chief, vampire duke, dark guard commander, tribal chief, Buddhist monk, interstellar marshal, rich family's adopted son, and more...

The author mainly follows suggestions. If you want to see a certain theme, feel free to order it in the comments!

Rest assured and jump in; I will absolutely not stop updating, and I will absolutely not ruin the ending. Please support me, babies. Bow.