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

Li Ruo watched the elevator doors open and close repeatedly, but they just wouldn't stop.

Occasionally, people waiting for the elevator would peek out from outside, looking completely bewildered.

"My sister left so many marks on me yesterday, but today she's going to see someone else. That's not fair."

Jiang Wu tilted her head, like a child asking for candy, directly demanding it from her:

"I'm jealous."

"So, sister, you have to make it up to me. Kiss me until I'm satisfied, otherwise..."

He pointed to the elevator button that had been pressed to stop:

"My sister probably won't be able to go today."

"..."

Li Ruo's temples throbbed.

This little mad dog is absolutely lawless!

Just then, my phone rang.

Zhou Si.

Li Ruo felt a chill run down her spine and answered the call.

"Li Ruo!!"

Zhou Si's volatile voice was almost deafening:

"You have five minutes to get in front of me! Or else I'll—"

This was followed by a series of threats unsuitable for children.

Fantasies involving her being tied to the bed and writing self-criticisms with ketchup, etc., are bloody and violent... um... not suitable for display.

Li Ruo: "..."

She glanced at Jiang Wu, who was looking at her with eyes that seemed to say, "Sister, kiss me quickly or we'll just stay in this elevator forever," and then listened to Zhou Si's death countdown on the phone.

Life is truly full of choices.

Option A: Being trapped in the elevator by Jiang Wu might make the news tomorrow: "St. Lia student's elevator nightmare, the reason is..."

Option B: Being late, Zhou Si smeared ketchup on his face and forced to write a 10,000-word self-criticism.

Li Ruo took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and gave Jiang Wu a smile that could only be described as "nuclear".

"Fine," she gritted her teeth, "a kiss, huh?"

Jiang Wu's eyes lit up instantly, like a child who had received candy. She immediately leaned closer and even touched her lips with her fingertip.

"here."

Looking at the unsightly flush of excitement on his pale skin, Li Ruo closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, tiptoed, and with lightning speed, pecked him on the cheek.

"Alright!" She backed away smoothly.

Jiang Wu was stunned.

He stood there blankly, his fingertips tracing his lips, feeling the lingering soft and sweet touch and the faint citrus scent emanating from Li Ruo.

My sister... kissed him.

She really kissed him.

Not cheeks, but lips.

It was just a light touch.

Jiang Wu touched his thin lips that had been kissed, blinked, shook his head, and pressed his advantage:

"not enough."

Li Ruo: "?"

"I want it here."

He touched his lips, his eyes glistening with a defiant anticipation.

"When my sister bit me yesterday, she wasn't this perfunctory."

Li Ruo: "..." That was revenge!

Do you understand revenge?!

It's not about romance!

The elevator dinged again.

It stopped on some unknown floor.

The door opened.

An older woman pushing a cleaning cart outside paused for a moment when she saw the two people standing and blocking the way inside.

Jiang Wu immediately began to accuse him in a voice that sounded like she was about to cry:

"Sister, you kissed him but aren't going to take responsibility..."

The middle-aged woman: "!!!"

His gaze toward Li Ruo instantly filled with condemnation.

Li Ruo: "..." Kill me, right now.

She pulled Jiang Wu inside and quickly pressed the close button, blocking the old woman's probing gaze.

Li Ruo took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, grabbed Jiang Wu by the collar of his hoodie, and pulled him in front of her.

"Close your eyes!" she said fiercely.

Jiang Wu immediately closed her eyes obediently, her long eyelashes trembling nervously, and a hint of expectant blush even appeared on her pale cheeks.

Looking at the beautiful face, which was like a work of art, so close to her, Li Ruo felt a little less annoyed by being coerced, but her objective comments, "Her skin is so good, her eyelashes are so long, her lips are so shaped...tsk!" were somewhat diluted.

Forget it.

Consider this... a stamp of approval for the beautiful figurine.

She tiptoed and quickly pressed her lips against his for a few seconds.

Jiang Wu's lips felt slightly cool to the touch, and her skin was incredibly smooth.

It wasn't a gentle touch.

She crushed him with a bit of forceful anger, and even bit his lower lip, still not satisfied.

Jiang Wu's body stiffened abruptly.

Immediately, like dry tinder that had been ignited, he took the initiative and deepened the kiss.

The boy's cold arms tightly gripped her waist, pressing her against the cold elevator wall.

Then he greedily absorbed her essence.

He used the tip of his tongue to pry open her teeth.

To conquer cities and seize territory.

Li Ruo was breathless from his kisses, her mind buzzing, feeling as if this madman was sucking all the oxygen out of the elevator.

Until the elevator dinged again and stopped on the top floor.

The door slowly opened.

Jiang Wu finally released her, still feeling unsatisfied, his amber eyes filled with moisture and an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

He licked his bitten lip, revealing a bright yet morbid smile:

"Sister, this time... I'm very satisfied."

Li Ruo was panting heavily.

My lips hurt.

Her hair was slightly messy.

Her wet, doe-like eyes glared at him fiercely, her gaze saying, "You'll see."

"Now, may I go to my appointment, Young Master Jiang?"

She spoke slowly and deliberately.

Jiang Wu obediently stepped aside, even holding down the door open button for her, like the most considerate servant:

"Please, sister."

"Have fun, sister!"

Li Ruo glared at him fiercely, straightened her disheveled clothes and hair, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her wildly beating heart and the suspicious heat on her face before stepping out of the elevator.

Behind her, the elevator doors slowly closed, shutting out Jiang Wu's possessive and joyful eyes that had always followed her.

-

Didn't we agree to eat at a restaurant?

This top floor... seems to be...

Li Ruo walked to the door, but before she could knock, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Zhou Si's tall figure blocked the doorway, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was carrying a... thermal bag?

"Li Ruo!"

He looked her up and down, his gaze lingering for a moment on her swollen lips and slightly disheveled collar, before his eyes suddenly turned dangerous:

"You're three minutes and seven seconds late! And what's wrong with your mouth?!"

Li Ruo remained expressionless: "There was a traffic jam on the way, so the elevator was blocked."

"My mouth...? Oh, I just ate a spicy snack, and it's swollen from the spiciness."

Zhou Si: "...!" What the hell is this spicy strip?! Do you think I'm blind?!

He dragged her into the room and slammed the door shut.

The room is very large.

It's a luxury suite with huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering excellent views.

There's a smell in the air...like tomato and beef bibimbap?

Li Ruo twitched her nose and looked at the table in the center of the living room.

There was actually a steaming hot tomato beef bibimbap on top, looking incredibly appetizing, and next to it was a cup of sea salt milk matcha cheese with a little umbrella stuck in it.

Zhou Si followed her gaze, snorted coldly, and awkwardly looked away.

"What are you looking at! I keep my word! Eat up! Then you'll confess everything!"

Li Ruo looked at the drink with its thick milk foam that was almost overflowing.

Then look at Zhou Si's face, which is clearly fierce but also carries a hint of barely perceptible tension and anticipation.

The slight irritation I felt from the elevator scare inexplicably dissipated a little.

That stupid dog... actually got ready.

But why in a hotel suite?

There are still beds?

Are you worried that she might get dizzy from carbon monoxide poisoning after eating?

Li Ruo walked over and sat down, picked up a spoon, scooped up a big mouthful of mixed rice and stuffed it into her mouth.

The taste... was surprisingly good.

Zhou Si watched as she ate heartily, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster, and his tense expression eased slightly.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, his gaze still fixed on her.

"The first question!"

He stared at her, his voice low and deep: "What exactly were you and Jiang Wu doing in the art studio yesterday?"

Li Ruo swallowed the food in her mouth, took a sip of her drink, and then slowly said:

"As you can see, I am having an artistic exchange with him."

Zhou Si's temple throbbed: "Does artistic exchange require taking off your clothes, tying yourself up, and leaving marks all over your body?!"

"That's part of performance art, you wouldn't understand."

Li Ruo remained unfazed:

"Junior Jiang Wu is pursuing the ultimate sensory experience and aesthetic expression. As his temporary model and instructor, I'm helping him explore the boundaries between pain and beauty in the body. Is that a problem?"

Zhou Si: "Speak like a human being!"

"When I get excited, I want to tie a guy up and torture him to death," she blinked, "Does that... sound like human language?"

Zhou Si: "..."

He was momentarily speechless, unable to find a rebuttal.

Jiang Wu is a madman; it's not surprising that he'd do anything.

But how can there be an even crazier than that madman?

"The second question,"

Zhou Si ground down his molars:

Why did you give away the breakfast and bracelet I gave you?

Li Ruo put down her spoon, looked directly into his eyes, her gaze frank and open:

"The reason for the breakfast was that a cat had given birth to kittens in the attic in the backyard of the school. I wanted to feed the mother cat some food, but I couldn't reach them, so senior Lu Ran did it for me."

"The bracelet... it really is lost. You know, Senior Pei is a master collector."

"Then...why won't you let me feed the breakfast I bring?!"

Li Ruo: "Are you sure you want to waste your last chance to ask a question?"

Zhou Si was speechless at her question.

"One last question!"

Zhou Si leaned forward, exuding a powerful sense of pressure:

"What exactly do you mean by this to me?"

Li Ru blinked: "What does 'senior' mean?"

Stop playing dumb!

Zhou Si's ears turned slightly red, and his tone was fierce:

"You asked me to bring you breakfast, agreed to meet me alone, and... and you even smiled at me. Are you... are you also...?"

He pondered for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, and his face grew increasingly red.

Looking at his seemingly tense yet fierce demeanor, Li Ruo felt a little amused, yet also... subtly touched.

This violent and straightforward school bully seems... to be a little different towards her?

She put down her drink, wiped her mouth, then suddenly stood up, walked around the table, and stood in front of Zhou Si.

Zhou Si instinctively wanted to back away.

But the chair was in the way.

He could only sit there stiffly, watching her approach.

Li Ruo leaned forward, placed her hands on the armrests of the chair, and encircled him between herself and the chair.

The two were very close, and she could smell the refreshing scent of soap and a faint hint of tobacco on him.

"Senior Zhou,"

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of seduction:

What I mean to you... depends on what you intend to do with me.

She reached out her finger and gently tapped his taut, bulging pectoral muscles beneath his black T-shirt:

"Or, would you rather... sleep with me in this king-size bed?"

Zhou Si: "!!!"

Faced with her frank and bold remarks, the school bully, who was as fierce as an eagle, showed an unprecedented look of panic for the first time.

She paused, her fingertips slowly moving down, tracing his taut abdominal muscles, finally stopping at his lean abdomen, her fingertips gently brushing over it:

"How about playing something more interesting...games?"

Her voice was soft and sweet, like it had a hook.

Zhou Si froze, his breathing suddenly becoming heavy.

"Senior...do you want some?"

This silent invitation would be unbearable for anyone.

Zhou Si's pupils suddenly contracted, and the string of reason in his mind snapped.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Ruo's hand, which was still wandering around his lower abdomen, with such force that it felt like he was going to break her bones.

"Li Ruo, you..."

His voice was hoarse beyond belief, and his eyes churned with intense desire and a hint of aroused violence.

"You fucking...don't play with fire."

Li Ruo let him hold her wrist, but a bright and innocent smile bloomed on her face:

"Hasn't the fire already started, senior?"

You have three seconds to react.

She leaned slightly forward, her breath warm and sweet against his ear:

"three,"

"two,"

"one……"