Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Parasitic species will always mate successfully each time, because mating continues until fusion is complete.

Xia Yangyang: [What if it doesn't work at all?]

System: [Then let's keep going. Since your genes are already 80% compatible, finding a cell with a 100% match shouldn't take too long.]

The heating in the apartment was turned up to the maximum.

Xia Yangyang sat in front of the bathtub, diligently scrubbing the black fleshy ball buried in the snow-white foam.

Her small face was cool and quiet, her long hair was casually tied up behind her head with a hair clip, and foam stuck to her face and forearm.

Unfortunately, the white tank top was soaked with sweat, and every time she bent over, her cleavage was faintly visible.

Mr. Parasite is like a quiet little hill, with two red clouds hanging on its waist.

I changed the water for the shower seven or eight times, and the water heater was almost smoking.

Xia Yangyang stroked its smooth, fragrant black fur, nodded with barely satisfied expression, and suddenly asked, "Are you hungry?"

Mr. Parasite paused for a moment, then shook his head: "Not hungry."

But Xia Yangyang still turned around and went to get the raw meat that had already been thawed.

Two large basins were placed in front of it.

"Even if you're not hungry, you should eat less. You'll need to expend some mental and physical energy later. If you don't eat this meal, who knows when the next one will be?"

Mr. Parasite looked at his lover, then at the flesh.

His not-so-developed mind began to work, and suddenly a flash of light appeared before his eyes: "Is Yangyang going to devour me?"

Xia Yangyang remained calm and composed: "Hmm...more or less."

She glanced at the narrow bathtub, then at the parasitic Mr. who had dissolved the entire basin and meat in no time.

He touched his chin.

It would be better if this bathtub were a bit bigger.

Mr. Parasite noticed his lover's gaze and lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry, my table manners are terrible."

Xia Yangyang didn't understand why it suddenly said this: "It's always been bloody, when has it ever looked good?"

"……oh."

After casually making a complaint, Xia Yangyang used the showerhead to rinse its blood-stained "mouth" clean, then took two soft bath towels and wiped it clean from top to bottom.

She walked out, while Mr. Parasite remained curled up in the bathtub, moving cautiously as if afraid of doing something wrong.

They look incredibly adorable.

Xia Yangyang stood outside the bathroom door: "What's wrong? You were so familiar with going in and out of the bathroom before, but now you don't know the way? Do you want me to carry you here?"

She released her hands from her hips, making a move to come closer.

Mr. Parasite hung his head and didn't move, his dark face now tinged with two red patches.

Xia Yangyang: ...? ? ?

She wanted to see what was going on. Was he really waiting for her to hug him? Wait, was he doing it on purpose?

Oh~ he really is that scheming tea boy.

They're really pushing their luck.

Xia Yangyang walked up to it, and it thoughtfully used its tentacles to conjure two small hands, opening its arms to embrace her.

"The ground is dirty," it murmured softly, then added sweetly, "I love you, Yangyang."

Xia Yangyang: "Don't love me, I haven't showered yet, the floor is cleaner."

As soon as she hugged it, she immediately felt it cling to her.

It wasn't as heavy as I imagined; on the contrary, it felt light and airy, almost like holding a plush toy of the same size.

Its body was as soft as a piece of tofu, and it felt incredibly comfortable to hold in my arms.

Xia Yangyang suddenly didn't want to let go.

She picked it up and put it on her bed. It obediently let go of her hand. It was a round, chubby thing, and it even moved over a bit to make room for her to lie down. It looked up at her.

Innocent and tender.

Xia Yangyang felt a pang of guilt, so she brought over the fur ball, the rabbit that the cat used to love, and then opened her tablet to find it an anime series.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to take a shower."

Mr. Parasite nodded.

I watched her turn and leave with unsteady steps.

Halfway through her shower, Xia Yangyang's skin turned red from the heat, and she snapped out of her reverie and turned the water down to cool it down.

Xia Yangyang: [No, let's have something more heartwarming.]

System: [You want to drink?]

Xia Yangyang's cheeks flushed red: [It drinks.]

As a basic human quality, she knew she was not a reckless person.

Mr. Parasite was also dull and clueless, like a virgin, not at all like someone who would mate.

The system, wearing glasses and knitting a small scarf, says: [I think you're completely overthinking it. Mating behavior is ingrained in the parasite's brain; you just need to guide it a little, and it will happen naturally.]

The words "slightly," "add," "guide," and "instruct" were all thrown at her one after another.

Humans are easy to deal with, but parasites... how do you guide them?

Xia Yangyang: [Alright, enough with the nonsense.]

System: [Ding—"Warmth Wine" successfully purchased, costing 100 Pregnancy Points.]

*

Mr. Parasite has two tentacles holding a tablet, and a pink rabbit pom-pom on his head.

As soon as its lover entered, it looked up.

She was expressionless and looked extremely cold. Holding a glass of water, she handed it to it, saying, "You've cried a lot; you need to drink some water."

Mr. Parasite was very happy. His tentacles wrapped around and dissolved the cup and water into his stomach.

Then it moved even further in, making room for its lover two-thirds of the already small single bed.

"Together." It gazed at her expectantly.

Like an innocent and well-behaved child who doesn't know the ways of the world.

Xia Yangyang's face showed struggle, but under its expectant gaze, she still turned around and walked away.

"Your body is too cold. If we sleep together, I'll easily catch a cold."

"..."

She made up a reason, grabbed the doorframe, and stood still in the doorway, turning her face halfway to the side, saying, "But you..."

"You can come to me if you're not feeling well."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lifted her foot, and heard Mr. Parasite's soft, whimpering voice: "I'm not feeling well right now."

The medicine works so quickly?

She turned her head and saw that it had flattened itself into a pancake, its whole body limp on the bed.

Xia Yangyang's lips twitched, and she closed her eyes helplessly.

"Pretending doesn't count."

After that, no matter what tricks it played, I turned off the lights and closed the door to its room.

*

Xia Yangyang was in a semi-conscious state all night, and finally drifted off to sleep around four in the morning.

The house was unusually warm tonight, and she was sweating profusely even in her sleep. Somehow, her fingertips unbuttoned the top two buttons of her pajamas.

When I woke up the next day.

She rubbed her messy hair, feeling dizzy, and got out of bed without even putting on her shoes.

She thought she would go see Mr. Parasite first, and while she was at it, expose the system and make it sell her fake medicine, which would be of no use at all.

But the moment he stepped out the door, he stepped on something soft, mushy, and hot.

Xia Yangyang paused, looking down at the floor.

The drowsiness subsided.

I opened my eyes again and looked around. This time, all sleepiness was gone, and my mind was clear.

The entire scene before me was covered in writhing blackness.

Floor, walls, ceiling...