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

Lu Ran's thumb rubbed against Li Ruo's chin, the rough fingertip bringing a slight stinging sensation.

"So don't try that on me."

His voice turned cold: "I'm not falling for a honey trap."

He tossed her chin aside, scratched his hair in frustration, glanced at the race car, then returned his gaze to Li Ruo, his tone curt:

"That madman Jiang Wu, did you...sleep with him?"

This question was more direct and rude than the previous one, carrying an undisguised dark curiosity.

Li Ruo's smile faded slightly.

She looked at Lu Ran, at the hint of disgust and the dark emotion in his eyes:

"Senior Lu, I refuse to answer this question."

Why?

Lu Ran approached, his eyes piercing: "You dare to do it but not admit it?"

"Because this is none of your business."

Li Ruo met his gaze without flinching:

"What happened between Jiang Wu and me is a private matter between the two of us. By what right does Senior Lu question me? As a member of the student council's disciplinary committee? Or... Zhou Si's good friend?"

Lu Ran was speechless at her question.

Identity?

He doesn't even know who he is now!

I just feel irritated, I feel annoyed, I feel... a tightness in my chest!

"Okay, it's a personal matter."

He ground his back teeth and changed his question:

"Then let's ask another question."

"If... I mean if, Zhou Si, me, Jiang Wu, and those idiots Guo Yiling, Lu Xingzhou, and Pei Qingrang... all fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

Li Ruo: "...??"

What an outdated, boring, and potentially fatal question!

Looking at Lu Ran's face, which was full of seriousness and awkwardness, she suddenly found it a little funny.

These lunatics, each and every one of them has an incredibly bizarre way of thinking.

"I won't save anyone."

She said it crisply and decisively.

Lu Ran frowned: "Why?"

"because……"

Li Ruo smiled slightly, her eyes gleaming with cunning:

"I think you all should be able to swim."

"And perhaps what you really want to do is hold each other underwater so they can't float?"

Lu Ran: "..."

He was unable to refute it.

"Add another two hundred thousand!"

Lu Ran seemed to have given up on all the twists and turns. He walked to his motorcycle, patted the back seat, then turned around, leaned against the motorcycle, crossed his arms, and looked at Li Ruo with a deep, aggressive gaze, as if he had nothing to lose.

"Li Ruo, forget all of them. Just now, just you and me."

"What am I, Lu Ran, to you?"

As the sun was about to sink below the horizon, its last rays outlined his silhouette with exceptional clarity.

With fiery red short hair, sharp eyebrows and eyes, tightly pursed lips, and a black leather jacket encasing his tall and imposing figure, he resembled a wild and dangerous unsheathed sword.

The air seemed to freeze.

Li Ruo did not answer immediately.

She walked up to him, looked up, and carefully examined the unruly boy in front of her.

From eyebrows to eyes, from bridge of nose to lips...

Lu Ran felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, his brows furrowed, and he was about to speak.

Li Ruo suddenly reached out and gently patted his strong arm.

Then, following the lines of his forearm, he moved downwards, finally stopping at his hand, which had calluses from years of gripping the handlebars and had distinct knuckles.

Her hands were small and soft.

It covered the back of his hand with its slightly cool body temperature.

Lu Ran froze, his fingers instinctively clenching slightly, but he didn't shake them off.

"Senior Lu, you..."

Li Ruo spoke softly, "Yes..."

She paused, looked up, met his suddenly narrowed pupils, and then broke into a bright, mischievous smile:

"He/She's...someone who looks fierce and intimidating, but actually..."

She tiptoed closer to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his sensitive earlobe, and whispered:

"...Actually, she's quite innocent and easily embarrassed...a paper tiger?"

After saying that, she stepped back like a startled rabbit, grabbed the canvas bag from the ground, and turned to run away.

Lu Ran: "...?"

A paper tiger?

Pure-hearted?

Are you easily embarrassed?!

What kind of bullshit review is this?!

Before she could run away, Lu Ran pulled her back to his side with his long arms.

"...A paper tiger?"

He pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his eyes were unfathomable, and his voice was terribly hoarse:

"Don't you like flirting?"

"Didn't you kiss Jiang Wu, and almost kiss Zhou Si too?"

"Then, how about trying to provoke this paper tiger?"

He then pinched her chin and pulled her into his arms.

Caught off guard, Li Ruo crashed into his hard chest.

He could clearly feel the taut muscles and burning heat beneath his leather jacket.

"Today, I'll let you flirt to your heart's content."

Lu Ran held her lower back, preventing her from moving away. He raised his other hand and rubbed his thumb heavily across her lower lip, making the natural pink color even more vibrant.

"Didn't you want to know if I was jealous?"

He lowered his head, his hot breath on her face carrying the scent of tobacco and a wild danger.

Come here, kiss me.

"Like how I kissed Jiang Wu, like... almost like how I kissed Zhou Si."

"Let me see just how good you are at flirting."

His eyes were domineering, carrying a forceful command.

It's as if they're trying to prove something.

It's as if they wanted to use this method to leave their own mark on her.

Li Ruo was held tightly in his arms, unable to move, and could only look up at him.

The light of the setting sun shone from behind him, gilding his entire body with a golden edge.

But his face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his expression; only his fierce and ruthless eyes were visible.

The sea breeze made my hair and clothes flutter.

The air was filled with the smells of engine oil and the fishy smell of the sea.

There was also a tense, almost explosive atmosphere of hormones between the two.

Li Ruo's heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

She looked at Lu Ran's sharp lips, which were so close to hers, and how they seemed somewhat cold at the moment because they were tightly pursed.

She suddenly remembered what the comments on the screen said:

Lu Ran has a severe case of misogyny and never speaks kindly to women, even showing disgust towards them.

But now...

He asked her to kiss him?

This contrast stirred a wicked thought in her mind.

"Senior Lu," she began, "Are you sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Lu Ran tightened his grip on her waist, his voice hoarse:

"You dare not?"

Provocation tactic.

It's very basic, but it seems to be somewhat useful to her?

Li Ruo blinked, her long eyelashes sweeping across her face like small fans.

She didn't say anything, but just tried to stand on her tiptoes.

Lu Ran's body tensed instantly, he held his breath, and stared intently at her approaching face.

Then--

Li Ruo's lips gently landed on his chin.

A fleeting, light kiss.

It carried her faint citrus scent and the soft touch of her lips.

Lu Ran froze completely.

He considered many possibilities.

She might refuse, she might struggle, she might even bite him.

He never imagined that it would be such a light kiss, like a feather, yet it touched on the very spot he cared about most.

Just a light touch is enough to get you intoxicated.

Just as Li Ruo's lips were about to leave—

Lu Ran grabbed the back of her head with his large hand, lowered his head abruptly, and kissed her fiercely!

It wasn't a light kiss.

It was a deep, uncontrolled kiss, a bite and a predation, carrying a sense of punishment and declaration.

He gripped the back of her head tightly with one hand, giving her no room to back away.

His other hand gripped her waist tightly, with such force that he wanted to break her.

The boy was very tall, at least 1.9 meters, and Li Ruo was forced to kiss him with the back of her head held by him, which seemed very strenuous.

It looked like a doll pendant hanging in front of Lu Ran.

Thin, small, and helpless.

Lu Ran's lips and tongue, carrying the scent of tobacco and his domineering yet irresistible aura, instantly overwhelmed all of Li Ruo's senses.

This is not a kiss.

It was more like a one-sided conquest fueled by anger and possessiveness.

Li Ruo was caught off guard by his kiss, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Her lips were numb from being bitten, her breath was taken away, and she was completely trapped in his arms, unable to move.

She could feel the violent rise and fall of his chest, the tension in his arm muscles, and his seemingly chaotic yet extremely fierce strength.

This kiss was filled with Lu Ran's wild, domineering, and fierce obsession.

After an unknown amount of time, just when Li Ruo felt like she was about to suffocate, Lu Ran suddenly released her.

He stepped back, panting heavily, his eyes fixed on her with a dark gaze.

Li Ruo touched her bitten lip, her cheeks flushed from lack of oxygen and stimulation.

Her hair was completely messed up by Lu Ran's rough hands.

She leaned against the motorcycle next to her, looked up, and stared at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran was also looking at her, his gaze indescribably complex.

He was waiting for her reaction.

cry?

scold?

Or will it be a more violent resistance?

Li Ruo raised her hand and wiped her numb lips with the back of her hand, then, under Lu Ran's tense gaze:

She suddenly curled her lips into a smile.

There was no fear or anger like he had imagined from a young girl, but rather a laugh tinged with amusement and amusement.

"Senior Lu,"

Her voice was still a little breathless, but it carried a clear hint of teasing:

"The technology... needs improvement."

Lu Ran: "...???"

He seemed not to understand, staring blankly at her.

Li Ruo straightened up and tidied her hair and collar.

That intense, almost suffocating kiss just now was just a minor incident.

"but……"

She looked up at Lu Ran, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous smile:

"She's quite jealous."

"I am very satisfied."

After saying that, she waved to Lu Ran, who was still in a daze.

"I'm off now! Let's go for a drive sometime next time!"

Lu Ran stood there alone, watching Li Ruo's departing figure, and touched the corner of his mouth where she had just kissed him and then kissed him back fiercely.

The soft touch of her lips and her faint sweet fragrance still linger here.

So this is what it feels like to kiss a girl.

His body didn't seem to reject it; on the contrary, he felt a bit addicted.

Motorcycles, racing, misogyny! They can all fucking die!

All he wants now is to have her.

Damn it, why didn't I kiss him a little longer?!

Why did you let her go?!

She smells so good, smells so sweet, and feels so soft...

I really want it.

I really want to take her away and make her belong to me alone.

"Li Ruo..."

Lu Ran stared in the direction where Li Ruo had disappeared, murmuring her name softly, his eyes filled with even more turbulent and unfathomable emotions.

"You...can only be mine, you can't escape..."