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

Lu Xingzhou frowned slightly, suppressing the strange heat, and returned to the main topic.

"That post on the campus forum today."

His voice returned to its usual calm as he spoke, but the fingers gripping the wine glass tightened:

"Exactly where have you and those guys gotten to?"

Li Ruozao knew he would ask this.

Every crazy person asks her this question as soon as they meet.

So she wasn't surprised at all; on the contrary, she found it a bit boring.

Can't we have a slightly more novel question?

She sighed, leaned against the gunwale, turned her head to look at him, her expression a mixture of helplessness and innocence:

"As much as Senior Lu knows, that's how much I've had with those guys."

Lu Xingzhou paused, then asked, "?"

Eloquent and quick-witted.

However, she didn't seem to be lying.

"What's going on between you and Lu Ran?" Lu Xingzhou asked again.

This incident caused quite a stir at the school, and now the school generally agrees that she and Lu Ran are a couple.

She and Lu Ran are a couple, so who is Lu Xingzhou paired with?

"Senior Lu, you sent people to spy on me, didn't you know that it was just a normal... ride-sharing?"

"Do I need to put my arm around your waist when giving a ride?"

"The motorcycle shakes when it accelerates, and I'm afraid I'll fall off."

"You don't have to sit."

"He said he wanted to treat me to dinner to ask me questions and even offered me 200,000 yuan as pocket money. Why wouldn't I go?"

Lu Xingzhou: "…………"

He suddenly understood the frustration Zhou Si felt when facing this woman—like punching cotton.

"Are you short of money?"

He seized on the key point: "You didn't use the card I gave you?"

Li Ru blinked: "Yes, I used it. But who would complain about having too much money?"

Lu Xingzhou was speechless.

He took a deep breath and tried a different approach.

"Stay away from Lu Ran."

Lu Xingzhou emphasized, "And those guys too."

Li Ruo: "Why?"

Lu Xingzhou: "Because they like you."

Li Ruo didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

The sea breeze tousled her long hair, a few strands clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks. Her eyes shone brightly in the night, carrying a hint of cunning and scrutiny.

"And what about you, Senior Lu?"

She asked softly:

"In what capacity are you telling me to stay away from him?"

Lu Xingzhou, his breath catching in his throat once more: "..."

He looked at the girl in front of him who hadn't done anything but had gradually cornered him against the wall.

Looking into her clear, innocent eyes, which clearly held a hidden cunning.

I could smell the increasingly clear and irresistible fragrance emanating from her.

Suddenly, he let out a low, self-deprecating laugh.

He reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her closer.

The distance between them suddenly shortened, their breaths mingled, and they were so close that he could count her eyelashes.

"Li Ruo".

His voice was extremely low, carrying the slight intoxication of whiskey and a long-suppressed emotion about to burst forth.

"Did you put a curse on me?"

Li Ruo was forced to look up at him.

She didn't struggle or try to escape; she just watched him quietly.

Looking into the turbulent undercurrents and uncontrollable possessiveness in his eyes.

Then, she smiled softly.

"Senior Lu."

Her voice was soft, tinged with helplessness, innocence, and a hint of unbridled smugness:

"you guess?"

"……Guess?"

Lu Xingzhou chewed on the word, his voice coming out from deep in his throat, hoarse and unlike his own.

Li Ruo still had that innocent yet irritating expression, tilting her head slightly, her eyelashes blinking provocatively.

She didn't even try to dodge.

They even moved forward a little bit.

Just a little bit.

Like a kitten that tentatively extends its paw only to find its prey has already fallen completely into the trap.

Lu Xingzhou stopped guessing.

He couldn't guess either.

That damn fragrance is like a magnetic field with its own attraction!

Strands of hair peeked out from her open neckline, bare shoulders and neck, and heaving chest...

It penetrated his nasal cavity, seeped into his blood, and then advanced along his blood vessels, reaching all the way to the cerebral cortex.

His self-control was as thin as a damp sheet of white paper in the face of this delicate fragrance.

It will break with the slightest touch.

"Li Ruo".

He called her name again, his voice hoarse and barely audible. The fingers gripping the back of her neck tightened unconsciously, his fingertips caressing her delicate earlobe.

He could feel her flinch slightly.

But he sensed even more clearly that she wasn't hiding.

Instead of dodging, she slightly raised her chin.

Those clear, mischievous eyes still looked at him with bright eyes.

Her peach-colored lips were slightly pursed, and the lip balm gloss shimmered with an innocent yet alluring watery sheen under the yacht's lights.

She even blinked slightly.

His eyelashes swept across his crumbling sanity like two small fans.

"...Senior Lu?"

She spoke, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of alluring doubt and a mischievous probing:

"Your face is so red."

Lu Xingzhou: "..."

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

A woman, with a single sentence, effortlessly shattered all my forced composure.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently.

Then, he lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Li Ruo".

"Do you think I really wouldn't dare to do anything to you?"

The next second he suddenly bent down.

With an irresistible, primal force, he grabbed her waist with one hand and slipped his other hand under her knees, lifting her up in a horizontal embrace!

"ah--!"

Caught off guard, Li Ruo let out a short gasp and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

The champagne-colored silk skirt rose and fell with her movements, the sheer fabric fluttering in the night breeze, revealing more of her dazzlingly white thighs.

The large, slender hand with distinct knuckles gripped her leg even tighter, the bulging veins clearly visible to the naked eye.

"Senior Lu?"

Her voice finally carried a hint of genuine panic, but the cunning in her eyes hadn't completely faded.

Lu Xingzhou looked down at her.

From this angle, he could see more clearly the fullness beneath the barely visible lace edge below her collarbone.

He could feel the soft warmth of her body against his chest through the thin fabric of her dress.

He could smell the sweet fragrance emanating from her hair, neck, and every inch of her exposed skin, which was almost burning his reason to ashes.

At this moment, the sea breeze, the night, the lights on the ship's side, and the blurry coastline in the distance all become insignificant background elements.

Lu Xingzhou carried her and strode into the yacht.

He walked quickly, his leather shoes making a dull thud on the deck.

Holding him in her arms, Li Ruo could clearly feel the violent rise and fall of his chest, and smell the mingled scent of whiskey and cool men's cologne on his body.

She could feel his arm muscles taut as if they were about to snap her waist in the next second.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head back, and looked up at his jawline.

Sharp, tense, with his Adam's apple bobbing occasionally.

He was holding back.

But he didn't want to put up with it anymore.

The yacht's interior corridors are covered with dark wood floors, and warm-toned wall lamps line both sides.

"Li Ruo".

He called her name in a low, steady voice, but the way he held her arms was a testament to his restraint and repression.

"You ask me what my position is in telling you to stay away from them."

I'll tell you now.

Li Ru tilted her head: "?"

He stretched out his long legs and pushed open the oak door leading to the master suite.

Moonlight streamed in through the French windows, spreading a silvery-white frost across the floor.

A huge round bed sits in the center of the room, its white gauze curtains fluttering gently in the night sea breeze.

Lu Xingzhou carried her to the bedside.

Instead of putting her down immediately, he looked down at the girl in his arms, her clear eyes now tinged with a hazy, watery hue.

Her eyelashes were trembling.

Her fingers tightened slightly around his neck.

She was nervous.

But she still didn't hide.

Lu Xingzhou stared at her for three seconds.

For three seconds, his breathing became heavy, like that of a trapped beast.

Three seconds later.

He bent down and gently laid her down in the center of the soft bed.

The champagne-colored skirt spread out on the dark bed sheets, like a night-blooming cereus.

The girl's chestnut brown hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her fair, rosy cheeks.

Those eyes were still shining as they looked at him, a mixture of nervousness, anticipation, and a touch of smugness.

Lu Xingzhou couldn't understand why she had such complicated emotions.

Isn't this feeling of slight smugness something he should be experiencing right now?

Lu Xingzhou's entire set of movements was very light, gentlemanly, and restrained.

But what burned in those peach blossom eyes was more aggressive than any violent action.

"Therefore—"

He continued from where he left off, kneeling on one knee beside the bed and looking down at her.

Her neckline had already been completely opened during the previous movement, revealing her smooth chest and collarbone.

The shirt hem was half pulled out of the waistband and piled up messily around the waist.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became hoarse beyond recognition.

"—A man who has put up with you for a long time and is no longer willing to put up with you."