Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

This angle was perfect for her to peek out of the corner of her eye.

"You don't need to do this..."

After a long silence, Yang An's voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Nianxi snapped out of her daze and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Um?"

"I say, why are you doing this...?"

"I like you, do I need to explain?"

"..."

"I didn't really think it through before, and I didn't know what I wanted... But now, I just like you, I have feelings for you, is that... hard to understand?"

Yang An sighed: "Then what do you like about me? I'll change it, okay?"

He felt a little soreness in his right hand, so he switched to the other hand to carry it.

He continued talking casually.

"Your behavior makes me feel terrible too."

"Moreover, whether it was in our senior year of high school or after the college entrance examination, I have had many serious conversations with you, and I think I have made myself very clear."

Unfortunately, Jiang Nianxi slightly turned her head away.

"I forgot."

"..."

Why do you love to act like a scoundrel so much...?

Yang An didn't stop walking, and as he spoke to her, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Reasoning won't work, but we'll definitely keep arguing.

"Then let me ask you."

Jiang Nianxi looked at him and whispered, "What kind of person am I in your heart?"

This question is a rhetorical one, as the answer is already known.

They are fully aware of everything they have done to others.

Asking the question is simply a way to get confirmation, or perhaps there's some other, more concealed objective at play.

But Yang An carefully reviewed it in his mind.

"Well……"

"Strong execution skills, excellent academic performance...very patient?"

His syllable rose slightly on the last word, and Yang An didn't even know if the word was accurate.

To be honest, in his presence, he felt that Jiang Nianxi's patience was truly in a state of quantum superposition.

When explaining problems or providing guidance at school, they are often very patient.

Even if you don't understand, Jiang Nianxi will still explain it to you three or four times.

Of course, she treated other girls who simply came to ask questions the same way.

But in other aspects... especially when it comes to reasoning with her, he really didn't show any patience at all.

"hehe?"

Jiang Nianxi neither confirmed nor denied, but gave a cryptic smile.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Seeing her stop, Yang An had already stepped out with one foot, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he silently pulled it back.

"So... what do you think...?"

Jiang Nianxi turned to the side and took a step forward.

The distance between the two people shrank dramatically, and they were almost touching.

Yang An was startled by this action and instinctively tried to back away.

However, Jiang Nianxi's hand was faster than his movements, pressing down directly on his shoulder.

An irresistible force pressed down on him, rendering him unable to move.

He could only stare wide-eyed, letting the reflection of Jiang Nianxi's stunning face grow ever larger in his eyes.

Until he could clearly feel the other person's breath seeping into the tiny pores of his face.

Jiang Nianxi's gaze swept back and forth across his face, as if she were examining a precious private possession.

Finally, the image was fixed in his pupils.

She smiled.

Am I good-looking?

Despite Yang An's inner turmoil and resistance, the woman's closeness and the faint jasmine scent emanating from her soothed his soul.

The blushing and nervousness ingrained in his genes were something he couldn't control at all.

"I, I..."

He stuttered, which was quite pathetic.

"Hmm?" Jiang Nianxi smiled gently.

"It's...it's alright."

Yang An hesitated for a long time, then turned his head away, blushing, to avoid the other person's aggressive gaze.

"Hmm...it's alright...so why are you blushing?"

"Are you crazy?"

He gritted his teeth and simply cursed.

He hates this kind of deliberate flirting from the opposite sex.

And I can't control my body's subconscious reactions.

Feeling helpless and extremely embarrassed is really distressing.

This is especially true for a guy like him who has never had an intimate relationship before.

He tried to break free, but the pressure on his shoulders held him firmly in place, preventing him from moving even an inch.

Well, now it's not just a matter of being powerless mentally.

There's nothing we can do about it in reality.

Jiang Nianxi laughed out loud, getting very close, her silvery laughter echoing in his ears.

"We've already kissed, why are you still shy?"

"Hey, the fact that you're blushing means I must be above your standards of beauty, right?"

"Besides, I'm so close to you, and you don't feel the slightest bit of disgust. So, physiologically, you at least don't dislike me, and might even... like me, right?"

What kind of twisted and heretical logic is this?!

Upon hearing these words, Yang An felt as if a thousand horses were galloping through his heart, and his face was covered in black lines.

Does he not want to leave?

Does he like to be close to Jiang Nianxi?

He couldn't break free at all!

You hold someone down so they can't move, yet you say you won't leave because you're physically attracted to them.

Isn't this robber's logic?

"Hmm...actually, I quite like your scent too."

Jiang Nianxi tilted her head and inadvertently moved closer to Yang An's neck.

She sniffed lightly with her small, delicate nose, her eyes lowered.

"call……"

Finally, he exhaled a breath of warm, moist air.

He seemed quite engrossed in the moment.

"Damn, Jiang Nianxi, I never realized you were such a pervert!"

Yang An almost instantly lost his temper.

The moment the other person smelled it, he felt as if a tiny electric current had surged through his body, and he even trembled slightly.

Contrary to his physical reaction, he felt intense unease and panic.

It's not rejection, it's not resistance.

Rather, it was... a fear that was hard to explain and indescribable.

He felt like prey pinned to the ground by a lion.

This action resembles a lion savoring the sweet taste of its prey.

The hair is creepy.

I got goosebumps all over my back.

He loosened his right hand, and a large bag of things fell to the ground.

However, Jiang Nianxi seemed not to see it and continued to sniff left and right as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, some passersby on the roadside were already looking over with great surprise.

After all, the way the two of them are in now is really strange.

Yang An shoved the other person away and said in a low voice, "Jiang Nianxi, that's enough. There are people watching."

"Ha...you care about what those people think?"

Jiang Nianxi raised her head slightly, her eyes looking somewhat unfocused.

"Whether you care or not, don't you think your behavior is a form of sexual harassment?" Yang An tried to reason with her.

"So what? I like it. Don't you... like it too?"

"I don't like it at all! You better let go of me right now."

There were already onlookers nearby, and Yang An became somewhat anxious.

Jiang Nianxi may be shameless, but he doesn't want to be publicly shamed.

"What, if you're so capable, go ahead and sue me, call the police, and say I'm harassing you. Do you think they'll believe you, or believe this weak and helpless girl like me?"