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

"What...what are you doing!?"

Li Ruo's questioning was exceptionally clear in the dim and silent stone chamber, carrying an undisguised panic and weakness after struggling.

Jiang Wu paused for a moment.

He raised his eyes, his amber pupils, in the dim light of the wall lamp, like two glass beads submerged in ice water, staring intently at Li Ruo's eyes, which were slightly widened with fear.

His pale, crazed face was reflected in it.

"Do……"

He gently licked Li Ruo's earlobe with the tip of his tongue, bringing a wet and chilling sensation.

A gentle smile slowly curved her lips:

"Of course, we'll do it..."

He chuckled softly, his voice carrying a naive yet cruel confusion:

"Something only my sister and I can do."

"I want to eat my sister up, bit by bit..."

His fingers didn't stop, continuing to move upwards along the curve of the waistline, which was slightly concave by the red ribbon.

Her fingertips were icy cold, yet her movements carried a sacrilegious reverence as she brushed against the soft, slightly undulating edges beneath the thin silk nightgown.

Li Ruo's body tensed instantly, like a fully drawn bowstring, every inch of her skin taut and shrinking.

His fingertips finally rested on the most delicate shoulder strap of her nightgown.

The cool fingernails gently hooked onto the thin ribbon.

The fingertips exerted sudden force.

"Sizzle—"

A faint sound of a thread snapping could be heard.

The left shoulder strap snapped, and the thin silk fabric instantly lost its support, slipping down to reveal a large expanse of snow-white, rounded shoulder and delicate collarbone.

Red paint marks meandered across the snow-white skin, like some kind of evil brand.

In the dim light and against the backdrop of the bright red ribbon, the white was dazzling and the red was glaring.

And she looked even more frighteningly vulnerable.

Li Ruo gasped.

She tried to turn her head to bite the ribbon, but her body was firmly bound, and even the small movement of turning her head seemed futile and pitiful.

"Jiang Wu, you were right just now, you're crazy."

Her voice was hoarse, her face full of helplessness, yet she refused to show weakness.

"crazy?"

Jiang Wu tilted his head, his amber pupils shining brightly in the dim light.

He seemed to have heard something interesting; the curve of his lips deepened, yet it only made him look more sinister.

"Yes, my sister is right, I've been crazy for a long time."

"I went crazy the moment I saw my sister."

His fingertips didn't leave; instead, they traced down her bare shoulder, slowly brushing against the hollow of her collarbone.

Lingering near the heart.

His skin there rippled slightly with tension and anger, and the pale blue veins were clearly visible.

"But……"

His breathing became more and more rapid, and the darkness in his eyes seemed to overflow. His fingers followed her open neckline, going deeper and touching the soft edge beneath the thin fabric.

"My sister's body... is covered in other people's scents and marks."

"here……"

Jiang Wu's cool lips pressed against hers, gently nibbling and kissing along the line of her collarbone, leaving behind damp, cold traces and a slight stinging sensation.

"Did he see it? Did he touch it?"

Li Ruo winced in pain, her brows furrowing, but she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out:

"Ouch... I can bite, but be gentle, my skin is thin."

At this moment, any slight provocation could cause this yandere, who is already on the verge of losing control, to do something even more extreme.

"Is my sister in pain? It's because she's in pain that she'll remember me."

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

madman.

A complete madman.

Jiang Wu's fingertips finally stopped above her heart, feeling the rapid heartbeat there, a cruel and wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"Is this place... already packed with people?"

"No! It's just...it's just you fooling around here!"

Li Ruo tried to explain, but her voice was broken due to pain and tension.

"Nonsense?"

Jiang Wu seemed amused by the word, chuckling softly. The laughter echoed in the empty, cold room, carrying a chilling pleasure.

"Yes, I was just fooling around."

"I foolishly wanted to hide my sister away, foolishly wanted her to only look at me, foolishly... wanted to turn my sister into someone who belongs only to me."

His gaze suddenly turned fiery and greedy, locking onto Li Ruo's cheeks, which were slightly flushed from struggling and fear, her moist eyes, and her lips, which he had bitten and still had traces of blood on, which were constantly opening and closing due to her rapid breathing.

"My sister looks great now...."

He murmured, leaned down, and pressed his cool lips against her neck once more.

He gently rubbed his teeth against her delicate skin, leaving faint teeth marks and a wet, tingling sensation.

"Is my sister afraid, angry, resentful... and, just a little bit, concerned about me?"

He looked up and caught the complex emotions flashing in Li Ruo's eyes.

There was more than just fear and anger in my sister's eyes.

There is also the struggle to restrain oneself from trying to understand his chaotic logic, and the submission to his extreme behavior.

This instantly brought Jiang Wu immense pleasure.

The older sister did not completely reject him.

They didn't completely loathe him as if he were a monster.

She's still trying to understand him!

This realization acted like a powerful stimulant, injecting into Jiang Wu's already boiling blood.

"elder sister……"

His voice suddenly became hoarse and lingering, carrying a kind of desperate, all-or-nothing madness:

"Now that you've seen my craziest side... how about we go all the way and be crazy together?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other shoulder strap of the nightgown!

"Jiang Wu! How dare you—!"

Li Ruo was horrified. Her body, fueled by fear and anger, unleashed its last strength as she struggled desperately.

The red ribbon dug deep into the flesh of her wrists and ankles, leaving deeper red marks, with even faint traces of blood seeping out.

But she was completely unaware of this; all she wanted was to break free from this terrible confinement.

If her body hadn't been controlled by the tranquilizer, she would have picked him up and rolled him into a dumpling long ago.

"What wouldn't I dare to do?"

Jiang Wu's eyes suddenly turned fierce and obsessive. The false gentleness and grievances completely disappeared, leaving only a twisted possessiveness and naked destructive desire.

"My sister is mine! I can do whatever I want to her!"

"Sizzle—!"

Another crisp sound of fabric tearing.

The right shoulder strap was also ripped off!

The thin, pure white nightgown, having lost all support, slipped down slowly like a withered petal, following the curves of Li Ruo's body...

Large swaths of snow-white, delicate skin were exposed to the cold air and to Jiang Wu's scorching, frenzied gaze.

Only a pitiful amount of fabric remained around her chest and waist, barely covering her most intimate parts.

Jiang Wu bit down.

"Ugh...!"

Li Ruo let out a short sound, then bit her lower lip hard, swallowing all the sound back.

It's impossible for me to cry.

She has never bowed her head to anyone or shed a single tear in her entire life.

We must not show weakness.

Tears and pleas will only excite this madman.

She needs to calm down.

必须冷静。

"Wait...wait!" she managed to squeeze out.

Jiang Wu continued to bite her.

"Jiang Wu, don't you want... an even more beautiful painting?"

She forced a smile, her sweet aura even carrying a hint of allure:

"You've tied me up like this, my muscles are stiff, my expression is one of fear... This isn't beautiful enough."

Jiang Wu paused slightly, raised his head, and scrutinized her with his amber eyes:

"Oh? So, what do you think is beautiful enough, sister?"

Seeing the spark of interest in his eyes, Li Ruo's heart clenched, but she tried her best to remain calm:

"Let go of me, or... at least loosen my grip. Let me move a little, and assume the position you want?"

"Fear and stiffness are low-level forms of beauty, while willing surrender, or the struggle to succumb, is a higher level of beauty, isn't it?"

She blinked.

She's gambling.

Du Jiangwu, a yandere who pursues the ultimate aesthetics and regards beauty as the ultimate standard, will be attracted by a more advanced creative concept.

He gambled that his obsession with her perfection would temporarily overwhelm his pure destructive and possessive desires.

Jiang Wu indeed fell into thought.

He frowned slightly, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the cool red ribbon on Li Ruo's wrist, his gaze shifting between her face and the canvas behind her.

Willingly surrendering...

Sinking into despair amidst struggle...

He pondered the matter repeatedly, his gloomy expression shifting constantly.

Li Ruo nervously held her breath.

A few seconds later, Jiang Wu suddenly laughed.

That smile was both pure and wicked.

"My sister is right."

He nodded, like a good student who had understood the teacher's instruction:

"A stiff model can't really capture the soul of a painting."

He reached out and began to untie the intricate red ribbon knots on Li Ruo's wrist.

Li Ruo felt a sudden sense of relief and almost burst into tears of joy.

You made the right bet!

However, her joy lasted for less than three seconds.

"so……"

Jiang Wu tilted her head, her amber eyes shining brightly in the dim light, like two pieces of amber immersed in ice water:

"I asked my sister to be my model while she was in a coma."

Li Ruo's lips twitched: "...Hmm?"

Jiang Wu got up, walked to the easel, and ripped off the canvas that was covering it.

"Look how beautifully I've drawn you, sister..."

As Li Ruo looked up, her breath caught in her throat when the canvas was completely unveiled!

That painting...

On the canvas, large swathes of dark red background resemble congealed blood or burning hellfire.

And in the center of the picture is her!

She was bound and restrained on a black silk bed by a bright red ribbon.

In the painting, her eyes are glazed over, her lips are slightly parted, her long chestnut-brown hair is disheveled, and her white nightgown is loosely open, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin covered with various ambiguous red marks and teeth marks.

They were also outlined with a deeper red pigment, like a wound that had just been cut open by a sharp blade and was bleeding!

The wounds were drawn extremely realistically.

You can even see details of the flesh being rolled up, intertwined with the red ribbons, creating a twisted, painful yet strangely beautiful scene.

This is not a portrait.

This is a...a picture of suffering!

A carefully beautified image of suffering, imbued with the sadist's morbid aesthetics and intense possessiveness!

Jiang Wu stared intently at the canvas, then glanced back at the real Li Ruo on the bed, a look of manic satisfaction on his face.

"Look, sister... how beautiful. The beauty of pain, the beauty of fragility, the beauty of being bound... only I can see it, only I can paint it."

He walked back to the bedside, his fingertips caressing Li Ruo's cheek once more, his eyes burning with passion.

"My real sister is even more beautiful than in the paintings... even more...

He leaned down, pressed his nose against the nape of her neck, and took a deep sniff:

"I want to bite, I want to... break it."

His eyes were fixed intently on Li Ruo, who was almost completely displayed in front of him.

In the dim light, the girl was bound to a black silk bed with a bright red ribbon. Her skin was as white as snow and her curves were graceful, but she was tense and trembling slightly because of fear.

The tattered white silk dress, like a broken butterfly wing, half-concealed and half-revealed, is more alluring and tempting to destroy than complete nudity.

He was the only one who could touch and possess this work of art.

The intense visual impact and the perverse sense of satisfaction drove Jiang Wu into madness.

He was breathing so rapidly that he was suffocating, and his amber pupils were dilated to the extreme, burning with raging flames that almost set his entire body ablaze.

Jiang Wu tossed aside the torn fabric, braced himself on either side of Li Ruo's body, and leaned down, completely enveloping Li Ruo in shadow.

His pale face held a kind of holy madness, and his amber eyes were fixed on her tearful face with a fervent infatuation.

"My sister can only bear my marks..."

He murmured, lowered his head, his hot breath spraying onto the nape of her neck, then opened his mouth and bit down hard!

"Hiss..." Li Ruo was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat.

This wasn't a flirtatious bite; it was a bite with the force of punishment and marking!

As a sharp pain shot through her, her flesh was pierced by teeth, and warm blood seeped out, staining Jiang Wu's lips and teeth red, as well as her fair skin.

Jiang Wu greedily licked the bloody taste, as if savoring the sweetest nectar.

The pain and blood seemed to further stimulate his nerves.

His dark eyes shone even brighter, filled with deep fascination.

"here……"

He released his mouth, looked at the clear, bleeding teeth mark, and licked the blood from the corner of his lips with satisfaction.

"It's mine now."

Then, his lips and tongue traced the curve of her neck downwards, leaving a trail of wet, cold, and painful kisses and bites.

Each one was applied with such force that bruises or broken skin were left.

Li Ruo was in so much pain that her whole body was convulsing.

She felt her skin being devoured, occupied, and taken away inch by inch.

He frantically left brutal marks on her upper body.

As Li Ruoyin struggled and resisted, a large expanse of her fair and slender legs was exposed, and the red ribbon wrapped around them was even more glaring in the dim light.

"Jiang Wu...stop...!"

Li Ruo's voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

"stop?"

Jiang Wu raised her head, her face stained with her blood, but her eyes were as pure as an innocent child's. However, the words she spoke were chilling:

"Sister, we've only just begun."

His fingers traced the skin of her calf, slowly moving upwards, his fingertips cold and sticky with paint and blood.

"I want to dye my sister inside and out... with my colors."

His voice was low and hoarse, filled with lust and destructive intent:

"Let everyone know that my sister, body and soul... belongs to me, Jiang Wu, alone."

His fingertips had already touched the thin layer of fabric.

Li Ruo trembled violently, and her last shred of reason and will to survive unleashed an astonishing power.

She suddenly tilted her head back and, with all her might, bit down hard on Jiang Wu's neck, which was inches away from her!

Caught off guard, Jiang Wu winced in pain, let out a muffled groan, and stopped moving.

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Li Ruo bent her still-movable knee and used all her strength to thrust hard into his lower abdomen!

Jiang Wu's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively pulled back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

But Li Ruo's knee still slammed heavily into his thigh...

A sharp pain shot through Jiang Wu, whose face instantly turned even paler, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

But he did not get angry.

Instead, it seemed as if they were aroused to even greater excitement and madness.

"Sister...she's so fierce..."

He was panting, his eyes were bright, and he even laughed:

"I like older sisters like this; they're more interesting."

He grabbed Li Ruo's ankle as she kicked again, his fingers tightening so much they almost crushed her bones.

Then, he bent down, opened his mouth, and bit down on her bare calf!

Another violent bite, and blood spilled out.

[Oh my god... I only dared to peek through my fingers and cover my eyes during this part! It was so thrilling and terrifying!]

[Li Ruo, please don't be a weak, innocent girl like the female lead in your past life! Quickly give him a whirlwind of invincible Foshan Shadowless Kick to whet his appetite!! That way Jiang Wu will find it even more exhilarating and exciting! Uh... I forgot, Li Ruo is under the influence of a tranquilizer...]

[Then let's draw a big pie in the sky for this yandere! This yandere puppy loves pie the most!! Draw it quickly! The bigger, rounder, and sweeter it is, the more effective it will be!]

[Wasn't he trying to force himself on you?! Li Ruo, you can be strong when faced with strength! Strike first! Fight fire with fire!]

Li Ruo glanced at the comments section unintentionally: ...?

Next second,

With blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, Li Ruo revealed an even more wicked, insane, and perverse smile:

"...Hehe~"

Now it's her turn to hunt.