The pretty little follower gets targeted by the crazy guys at the elite academy

Jiang Wu's voice was very soft and gentle, but looking at that cold, pale, and sinister face, it sounded like a demon whispering.

Li Ruo asked uncertainly, "You... want me to feel pain?"

"You don't want to, sister?"

Li Ruo's lips twitched slightly: "Uh..."

...Only a fool would agree to that.

Without waiting for her reply.

Jiang Wu, whose hand was being held by Li Ruo, took the initiative and gripped her wrist tightly, with a force so great that it felt like she could crush her bones.

Cool fingertips caressed her warm skin, leaving a sticky and cold sensation with traces of fresh blood seeping out.

"If my sister is in pain, I'll know where the pain is."

He lowered his head, his damp bangs brushing against Li Ruo's neck, bringing a shiver of itchiness and chill:

"Let's feel the pain together, okay?"

"That way, your sister will never forget... who hurt you."

His words are both logically bizarre and domineering.

Pain is crudely equated with possession, and memory with marking.

The hand that had been lingering on her leg now began to climb upwards along the dangerous curve of her waist, its fingertips icy and damp, stroking her flat stomach before finally stopping below her ribs.

Those soft, undulating edges.

Li Ruo's whole body tensed up, so tense that her blood felt like it was freezing.

She could clearly feel the greedy, exploratory desire in Jiang Wu's fingertips, a desire that was twisted and dark.

If you provoke them even slightly, things will escalate.

The feeling of having one's territory invaded by a cold, foreign object, and being examined and played with as an object, made Li Ru feel physically uncomfortable.

"Jiang Wu..."

But she couldn't show it.

Your wound is bleeding.

She forced her attention back to his arm, her fingertips gently tracing the scars:

"Let's treat the wound first, okay? Otherwise it will get infected."

"It makes me very sad to see you injured."

sad?

A strange light flashed in Jiang Wu's eyes, as if he had discovered some novel toy:

"My sister is sad because of me... So if I'm in more pain, will she... be even sadder? Will she... care about me even more?"

As he spoke, he used his other free hand, his sharp nails, without hesitation, to slash the edge of the deepest wound on his arm!

Li Ruo: "..."

Just like that, you cut it open? ...You're ruthless.

A deeper, more grotesque gash instantly burst open.

Crimson blood beads gushed out one after another, quickly spreading into a larger, more striking red mass in the warm water.

Jiang Wu, however, seemed to feel no pain.

He even curled his lips into a satisfied yet morbid smile as he looked at Li Ruo's face, which turned deathly pale, and the genuine fear in her eyes.

"See, my sister really cares about me more now."

He laughed cruelly: "Bleeding, sister's expression... is so beautiful."

He slowly raised his blood-stained fingers to Li Ruo's eyes.

Then, with a sacrificial piety and a blasphemous desire, he gently touched her slightly parted lips, which were trembling with astonishment.

The icy fingertips, the heavy smell of blood, mixed with the sweet scent of bath salts, created an extremely eerie touch and taste.

Li Ruo felt a churning in her stomach, and a strong feeling of nausea rushed to her throat.

But she bit her lower lip tightly, neither spitting it out nor screaming.

She knew that any extreme reaction could completely ignite this madman who was already teetering on the edge of losing control.

It's true... money is hard to earn, and life is tough.

"Jiang Wu..."

Her voice trembled slightly as she tried to remain calm:

"Don't do this... hurt yourself."

"Then come help me, sister."

Jiang Wu held out his bleeding arm to her, his eyes resolute:

"My sister helped me stop the bleeding with her mouth, so I stopped cutting myself."

He used self-harm to threaten her and to get her attention and touch.

Looking at the bleeding wound, Li Ruo silently took a deep breath, suppressed all her complicated emotions, and reached out to hold the arm that Jiang Wu offered.

Just as Li Ruo was about to kiss him,

Jiang Wu slowly raised his injured arm, his fingertips trembling as he touched her face with a devout yet possessive touch.

"He watched my sister's body for a long time tonight."

His fingertips traced her eyebrows and eyes.

"He almost bumped into me here..."

His fingertips slid down to her soft, pink lips, gently caressing them.

"And here..."

His gaze shifted downwards, landing on her heaving chest underwater. Through the rippling water and foam, his eyes were filled with a mixture of infatuation and danger.

"He must...really want to touch it, right?"

His fingertips, following her words, slowly moved down her cheek to her ear, and then down her neck...

Immersed in the warm water, heading towards the perfect curves half-hidden by the bubbles.

The water rippled, and the bubbles were separated.

As the cool fingertips touched the warm skin, Li Ruo felt a strong chill run from her tailbone to the top of her head.

It's not lust/desire.

It is a warning of danger.

[Frog Fun!! Is this something you can watch for free??]

[Such high-definition visuals! I love it!! I'm totally drooling over the screen!!]

[Enter the world of mystery: The disappearing hand of the yandere!]

We can't compromise any longer!

Further compromise would lead to utter ruin.

Just as the darkness in Jiang Wu's eyes was gathering again, and his fingertips were about to slowly creep upwards,

Li Ruo suddenly moved!

She used all her strength and skill to suddenly spin around in the water.

Using the buoyancy of the water and her skillful maneuvering, she managed to break free from Jiang Wu's grasp. At the same time, she wrapped her arms around his neck like water snakes and pulled him down forcefully!

"Thump!!"

Water splashed everywhere.

The two sank into the water at the same time.

Warm water instantly engulfed my head, blurring my vision; all I could see were shimmering water and bursting bubbles.

Caught off guard, Jiang Wu choked on a mouthful of water and instinctively tried to struggle to float to the surface.

But Li Ruo was like a water sprite, not only tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, but also locking her legs around his waist, giving him no chance to breathe.

The underwater world was twisted and struggling in a chaotic mess.

As Jiang Wu struggled weaker and weaker and weaker and weaker and weaker and weaker, Li Ruo finally loosened her grip a little.

She was also about to give up; the prolonged breath-holding made her feel like her lungs were about to explode.

A few seconds later, just as Li Ruo was about to give up, Jiang Wu's hand, which was wrapped around her waist, suddenly tightened, pressing her even closer to him.

Then, a kiss, filled with the scent of water and blood, landed on her lips without warning!

It wasn't a gentle, lingering touch.

It was a gnawing, desperate and ecstatic plunder!

He kissed her underwater!

He used this method to declare his possession and plunder, thus responding to her attack.

[Oh my god... an underwater kiss! The sexual tension... I'm done for...]

[Li Ruo is too brave! She uses offense as defense, even influencing the yandere to a different level!]

But Jiang Wu has gone even crazier! He now believes that Li Ruo's resistance is an expression of love!

[The marks on Li Ruo's body... Holy crap! Is Jiang Wu a dog??]

Li Ruo's mind went blank.

The feeling of suffocation, the burning sting on her lips, and the force that threatened to strangle her waist amplified her senses.

Only when the burning sensation in her lungs reached its limit did she forcefully push Jiang Wu away.

The two of them burst out of the water at the same time!

"Cough! Cough cough cough..."

Li Ruo lay on the edge of the bathtub, coughing violently and gasping for air. Her long, chestnut-brown hair was wet and clung to her pale cheeks and bare shoulders and back, making her look extremely disheveled.

Jiang Wu also surfaced, leaning against the other side, panting as well.

Water droplets dripped down his messy hair and refined chin.

The boy's pale face flushed red from lack of oxygen and excitement, but his amber eyes shone brightly as he stared unblinkingly at Li Ruo, his gaze filled with frenzied satisfaction and deep infatuation.

He licked his lips and tasted the blood that seeped out after the two of them had bitten each other's lips.

He laughed, a laugh both innocent and wicked: "Sister, you're so fierce..."

"But... I like it so much."

He reached out and gently brushed the wet strands of hair from her face:

"My sister looks beautiful even underwater."

He said wistfully, "Like a mermaid on the verge of breaking, you only want to drag me to the bottom of the sea so you can stay with me forever, right?"

Li Ruo: ...

He's dreaming.

She just wanted to bite him to death.

Li Ruo did not respond.

She simply stared coldly back at Jiang Wu's eyes, which were filled with a morbid infatuation, with a gaze that was also tinged with moisture and a trace of blood.

Then she raised her hand and grabbed Jiang Wu's wrist, which was dangling in mid-air and stroking her face.

The movements were swift and decisive.

Jiang Wu was slightly taken aback.

He seemed surprised that she would touch him first, and a hint of surprise and deeper curiosity flashed in his amber eyes.

The next second, Li Ru grabbed his wrist and pulled him forcefully toward her.

The distance between the two shortened again.

Their noses almost touched, their warm breaths, carrying the scent of blood and bath salts, mingled together.

"River Mist,"

Li Ruo lowered her voice: "Listen."

"?"

Jiang Wu blinked, water droplets still clinging to her long eyelashes, looking at her intently like a child awaiting instructions.

"Pain is not love."

Li Ruo said, enunciating each word clearly, "To harm is not to possess."

"You want me to remember you?"

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, forcing a cold smile: "Okay."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly lowered her head, opened her mouth, and bit down hard on Jiang Wu's wrist, which she had grabbed!

A sharp pain shot through me instantly.

Jiang Wu's body trembled violently, but she did not struggle; instead, she let out a suppressed yet pleasurable groan.

His pupils dilated as he stared intently at Li Ruo's head buried in his wrist, feeling the pain of her teeth digging into his flesh, and the strange sensation of her warm, soft lips and tongue.

The pain was clearer and more unforgettable than when he cut himself.

I love this feeling.

Li Ruo bit down hard until she tasted the rusty, bloody flavor on her tongue, then slowly released her mouth.

A clear, bloody tooth mark was imprinted on Jiang Wu's pale wrist.

She raised her head, a trace of his blood still stained her lips, but her eyes remained frighteningly calm.

"Now," she released his hand, stepped back slightly, and said calmly, "you bear my mark as well."

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

Jiang Wu looked down, gazing intently at the fresh teeth mark on her wrist that belonged to Li Ruo. Her fingertips gently traced it, and the pain brought a series of subtle shivers.

"……pain."

He answered truthfully, his voice a little hoarse.

"Remember this pain."

Li Ruo: "Remember, it's from me. You didn't draw it yourself, and it wasn't meant to make me sad."

Jiang Wu: "...?"

"If you want to use pain to mark me, to make me remember you, then—"

She gently licked her blood-stained lips: "We're even."

"But Jiang Wu, this is the first and the last time."

"Next time you dare to threaten me with self-harm, or try to possess me in this way again,"

She took a step closer, her wet body almost pressed against him:

"It won't be some childish flesh wound; I'll destroy you, and myself."

Jiang Wu: "!!"

Sister...she wasn't afraid of me?

Are they going to destroy each other?

My sister seems... willing to behave for me?

This painful and bloody interaction terrified Jiang Wu more than any of his previous one-sided demands and self-harm, and fascinated him even more.

She was not a fragile item he wanted to collect.

She was someone who could dance with him on the edge of pain and danger, and even someone who could suppress him with even greater power.

This realization caused Jiang Wu's heart to race and his blood to boil.

"Sister..." he murmured, "You're so fierce."

His tone carried a slightly sticky sense of dependence.

Li Ruo patted his head: "As long as you're good, I'll be more careful next time."

When dealing with this kind of illogical, possessive, and extremely yandere individual, persuasion and reasoning may backfire.

Instead, we should directly enter his game and set the rules in a more assertive manner.

Make him realize who the real leader is.

Of course, this is very dangerous; it's like dancing on a knife's edge.

But at least temporarily, it suppressed his impulse to self-destruct and destroy her.

"Get up first."

Li Ruo was the first to stand up, using the edge of the bathtub as support.

Water gushed down her body, her chestnut-brown hair clinging to her snow-white skin, outlining breathtaking curves.

Jiang Wu's gaze instinctively followed her, but when it touched a certain spot, he felt as if he had been burned, and quickly lowered his eyes, his ear tips turning bright red.

He stood up as well, water droplets rolling down his face.

His soaked shirt and pants clung tightly to his body. The boy's slender frame had clear lines, but he looked particularly disheveled and vulnerable at the moment. The wounds on his arms had turned somewhat white from being soaked in water.

Li Ruo pulled a bath towel from the shelf next to her and wrapped it around herself.

Then, she tore off a bath towel, stood on tiptoe, and tried with some effort to wipe the water droplets from Jiang Wu's hair and face.

This gesture was natural and intimate.

Jiang Wu lowered her head slightly in agreement, letting her clumsily wipe her.

His gaze remained fixed on her face, from her slightly furrowed brows to her focused eyes, and then to her bright red lips that he had bitten.

"Sister...aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid you'll bleed to death in my house."

Li Ruo tossed him a towel: "Dry yourself, I'll go get you some clothes and a first-aid kit."

She walked out of the bathroom.

Behind her, Jiang Wu followed her out while drying her hair.

Li Ruo took out a large white bathrobe from the wardrobe, threw it to Jiang Wu, and then went to find a first-aid kit.

Jiang Wu changed into her bathrobe.

She opened the medicine box and had him sit on the edge of the bed, while she knelt in front of him and carefully wiped the wound on his arm with an iodine swab.

The stinging pain from the alcohol irritating his wound made Jiang Wu frown slightly, but he didn't move. He just looked down, focusing intently on Li Ruo's lowered eyes and gentle movements.

Under the light, her thick eyelashes, like two small fans, cast faint shadows on her fair cheeks.

Her expression was serious, her lips were slightly pursed, and her breathing was shallow.

Jiang Wu's amber eyes revealed an even more greedy expression.

[My god... Jiang Wu's eyes... sticky and wet, like a dog that's been soaked in the rain but is still staring intently at its owner...]

[Is Jiang Wu's gaze... what I imagined?! Beneath those wet eyelashes lies a vortex that seems to draw you in! So complex, so captivating!]

[Help! His eyelashes are so long, glistening with water droplets, and his eyes look both innocent and dangerous. I'm dying!]

[Li Ruo looked so focused and gentle as she bandaged the wound, such a stark contrast to the wild beauty she was just fighting with underwater! What a versatile enchantress!]

Jiang Wu is as docile as a big cat being stroked right now, but its paws are still tucked under its paw pads! Li Ruo, please don't let your guard down!

[The atmosphere is amazing! The lighting, the wet hair, the barely visible bathrobe collar... the director is so talented! (wiping drool)]

[Am I the only one who noticed Jiang Wu's ears turned red again? She talks nonsense, but her body is quite innocent! (pointing and whispering)]

[Warm and cozy? No, no, no, this is clearly a dangerous moment, a beast feigning sleep, waiting for its chance to strike! Li Ruo is playing a long game!]

[It's here! The classic yandere drugging scene, "I want you to have endless spring dreams," is almost here!]

Is this... what it feels like to be by my sister's side?

It seems...not bad.

It's much better than being alone in a cold studio, facing those lifeless collections.

He even started to greedily think how wonderful it would be if every day could be like this.

and so……

Jiang Wu looked down at Li Ruojing's beautiful face, a wicked smile curling at the corners of his lips.

"Okay. Remember not to get it wet."

Li Ruo packed her medicine kit, stood up, and distanced herself from the overly intimate space between them:

"It's getting late, you should go back..."

[Here he comes!! Terrifying! Pei Qingrang actually climbed over the wall dressed in black!! ? ? ]

[Look! Look! It's not just Pei Qingrang!! Zhou Si and Lu Ran are also storming into the elevator with eight-meter-long machetes to catch them in the act!!]

Who's that spying with binoculars across the street?! Holy crap!! It's Guo Yiling!! Did he see what happened in the bathroom?! Oh no...

【Oh no... Li Ruo, run!!】

Li Ruo: "...!!!"