Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

The two lay side by side, chatting casually under the starry sky and amidst the sound of the waves.

The topics were scattered, ranging from fragmented memories of the recently ended university years to each other's vague aspirations for the future.

No matter how the topic jumps around, the central theme is always "Shen Yu and Lin Anran," the things they experienced together, the things they looked forward to together, and the things they are sharing together right now.

Before they knew it, each of them had poured themselves another small glass of red wine.

Lin Anran could feel the temperature of her cheeks slowly rising. The warmth brought by the alcohol spread from her stomach to her face, making her feel relaxed and her thoughts lighten.

She gradually became more talkative, her voice carrying a hint of unconscious coquetry.

Shen Yu didn't talk much, but he could keep up with every sentence, and his occasional responses and questions always kept the conversation going.

Another sea breeze blew by, and Lin Anran felt a slight chill, but more than that, she felt a kind of restless desire.

She put down her wine glass and her gaze drifted to Shen Yu's well-defined hands.

He wasn't drunk, but the focus and tenderness in his eyes carried an invitation that seemed to be a tempting trap.

Lin Anran took a deep breath, and slowly stood up, supporting herself on the soft armrests of the recliner.

Shen Yu turned his head to look at her and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Lin Anran didn't answer, she just looked at him, and then, step by step, walked around the small table in the middle and walked to his recliner.

This recliner is spacious enough for one person to lie down comfortably, but for two people... it would be a bit crowded.

And that's exactly what she wanted.

She leaned forward slightly, her long hair slipping down her shoulders with the movement.

Then, cautiously and tentatively, she lay down.

They weren't side by side, but almost nestled together.

She turned to the side and curled herself up in the small space next to him.

Her legs gently touched his.

Shen Yu quickly relaxed and moved closer to her.

He slightly adjusted his posture, raised one arm, and gently wrapped it around her shoulder, allowing her to lean more securely between his neck and chest.

"It's more comfortable to watch like this..." Lin Anran whispered, her voice almost swallowed by the sound of the waves.

Her heart was pounding like a drum; she wondered if he could hear it.

"Mmm..." he responded, tightening his arms around her more closely...

"It's definitely more comfortable..."

The two were in a very intimate position at that moment.

Lin Anran was almost completely nestled in his arms, able to clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest, his steady breathing, and the reassuring warmth emanating from his body.

Lin Anran first rubbed her cheek against Shen Yu's neck, her nose filled with his clean and pleasant scent, mixed with a hint of red wine, which made her feel somewhat intoxicated.

Then, the arm that was draped around his waist, which had initially been loosely wrapped around him, slowly tightened.

But that's not enough, far from enough.

When she adjusted her position again, her long, fair legs, which had been lightly touching, were no longer satisfied with just that little touch.

She lifted herself up slightly and rested her entire body on Shen Yu's legs.

As she moved, the hem of her skirt slid up a bit, and her smooth, delicate skin clung to Shen Yu's calves without any obstruction.

She could feel that Shen Yu's body seemed to freeze for a very brief moment when she made that movement.

Lin Anran's heart was beating even faster. Shen Yu didn't move or say anything.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the long, dazzlingly white leg boldly draped over his own...

Her lines were smooth and graceful, her skin as delicate as fine porcelain; this silent invitation was more impactful than any words...

It's like not touching it right now would be a disservice to the current situation...

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, as if he were silently swallowing something...

The moment his aura changed slightly, Lin Anran's hand, which had been resting by his side, began to fidget.

Her soft palm slowly touched Shen Yu's chest.

Through the thin T-shirt, she could clearly feel the breadth of his chest and the steady, powerful heartbeat beneath it.

Her fingertips first traced the outline of his pectoral muscles, and then, as if she had finally made up her mind, she pressed her entire fingertips against them.

Her fingers even unconsciously curled up, gently grasping a small piece of fabric on his chest through the cloth.

Shen Yu's body tensed up even more the moment her palm touched him.

Her legs were pressed tightly against him, her hands were fiddling with his chest, and her warm breath brushed against the skin of his neck.

The sound of the waves seemed to have faded away, and the whole world seemed to consist only of the two of them, the rapidly rising temperature in this small space, and the extreme ambiguity of the silence.

"slowly..."

That soft call made Lin Anran tremble, and her hands stopped moving.

She looked up and met Shen Yu's eyes.

Shen Yu raised a hand and gently stroked her cheek.

"Are you... a little drunk?"

Lin Anran gently shook her head, then quickly nodded, and finally answered softly:

"It's alright... nothing serious."

"It's just... a bit hot."

After she finished speaking, she even unconsciously used her hand, which was pressed against his chest, to gently scratch his chest... as if she were being coquettish.

Shen Yu's gaze deepened, landing on her watery eyes before slowly gliding over her flushed cheeks. He unconsciously increased the pressure of his thumb as it caressed her cheek, then gently lifted her chin.

"That..."

"Let's go back and rest..."

Lin Anran's heart skipped a beat, and then a wave of shyness swept over her.

"Okay...okay."

"Okay, let's go back."

Shen Yu sat up, and then, with a forceful pull, he lifted her up from the recliner, almost half-carrying her.

Lin Anran's legs felt a little weak, whether from the alcohol or something else, she didn't know.

She nestled into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his chest.

She could hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest, faster than before...

Shen Yu held her tightly with one arm and whispered:

"Let's go..."

The beach, starry sky, and the sound of waves behind us gradually faded into the distance.

And ahead lies a night that belongs only to them...