Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Jiang Nianxi still held the kitchen knife covered in vegetable scraps in her hand, but the tenderness in her eyes had almost vanished.

All that remains is a chilling indifference.

Give me your phone.

She extended her free hand and gave a cold command.

The cleaver's blade was sharp, gleaming faintly in the soft light.

For some reason, Yang An got goosebumps, feeling as if the knife would fall on his head any second.

Under these circumstances, he dared not have any intention of resisting and could only silently hand over the phone.

"Oh……"

As Jiang Nianxi's gaze fell upon the striking number on the screen, the lingering desire in her heart gradually subsided.

Call the police.

How ironic.

Just half an hour ago, her deskmate and she were still intimately entwined.

What, you're already thinking of calling the police to arrest her?

Do you really have absolutely no feelings for the past?

Without the slightest hesitation, she put the phone into her pocket.

"You're great... Dinner's ready, come out and eat."

Jiang Nianxi, still holding the gleaming kitchen knife in her hand, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

The oppressive atmosphere eased considerably after the woman left.

Yang An breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the edge of the bed.

I have lingering fears.

but……

Jiang Nianxi, after learning that he had called the police, actually...didn't retaliate?

The lukewarm response was somewhat beyond his expectations.

At the moment he was discovered, he already thought he was likely to suffer inhuman torture.

However, whether they genuinely don't care or are simply hiding their emotions beneath a calm exterior.

The most important thing now is to find a way to appease the other party.

Now even the police officers don't believe him.

At the very least, I can't let this pervert hurt me anymore; preserving myself is the best course of action.

Yang An gritted his teeth, twisted around on the bed a few times, and barely managed to sit up.

Jiang Nianxi had hidden the slippers somewhere.

Without shoes, he could only stagger out of the bedroom barefoot.

What happened before shouldn't have made it so bad that I couldn't even walk steadily.

But Jiang Nianxi was afraid that things would turn out badly and that he would escape while she was weak, so she held his legs down tightly.

Once everything had settled down, Yang An felt as if his leg was broken; it was numb and he almost lost all feeling in it.

Suddenly, a chill ran through him, and Yang An paused as he stepped out of the room.

Oh no, I'm not wearing any clothes.

He looked at the clothes scattered all over the bed and under the bed, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Now, with his hands also tied, Jiang Nianxi showed no intention of untying him.

Getting dressed is an extremely difficult thing.

But Yang An would never do what he's doing now, walking out completely naked.

As luck would have it, perhaps Jiang Nianxi noticed he hadn't come out for a while and took the initiative to come looking for him.

Just as they turned the corner, they saw Yang An sitting on the door frame, his knees together, his bound hands wrapped around his knees, trying to cover his private parts as much as possible.

"Pfft..."

Jiang Nianxi covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

My little deskmate is so cute!

The more you look at it, the cuter it becomes.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang An didn't expect Jiang Nianxi to suddenly come back, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't even have a blanket on him.

"What are you covering up for? You just slept, are you afraid I'll see you?"

"...Let me go, you've gotten what you wanted."

Although it sounded a bit awkward, Yang An still forced himself to say it.

Deep down, his fear of Jiang Nianxi went far beyond just losing his innocence.

Instead, he is moody and mentally ill.

It was precisely because of these things that he couldn't be sure what even more nightmarish experiences awaited him if he stayed here any longer.

He's only eighteen.

He still wanted to live.

"You think...you can get away?"

Hearing Yang An's plea once again, Jiang Nianxi's smile did not diminish at all. Instead, she walked up to him and slowly squatted down.

Looking at the naked young man in front of me, and the bite marks and red marks that could be seen everywhere on his neck, chest and arms.

She tilted her head slightly, reached out, and gently touched the other person's cheek.

Panic, unease, and perhaps... even a hint of hostility?

interesting.

However, she enjoyed seeing Yang An like this, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Jiang Nianxi finally stood up, gave Yang An a meaningful look, and then walked into the bedroom humming a little tune.

A short while later, she came out with a nightgown.

However, the pajamas were white.

Pure white and flawless.

It looks as if it was washed beforehand.

Yang An recognized it almost immediately; it was a women's nightgown.

Most of them belong to Jiang Nianxi herself.

What are you doing?

He had a bad feeling about him and, disregarding his privacy, wanted to move back.

Jiang Nianxi unbuttoned her pajamas, shook them a couple of times, and gestured at Yang An in the air.

He then walked towards Yang An with a smile.

"Let me dress you."

"I'll just wear my old clothes, please..."

"Can't."

"..."

After some fuss, Yang An was forced to put on the ill-fitting women's pajamas.

Although his hands were briefly freed, Jiang Nianxi quickly found some pre-prepared tape from somewhere, took off his clothes, and then tightly wrapped it around his hands again.

However, even so, Jiang Nianxi was still somewhat dissatisfied after looking at it.

After all, there are still good things to do after you've eaten and drunk your fill.

The hands were tied up through the sleeves, and the ties had to be loosened again when the clothes were taken off.

Too much trouble.

Jiang Nianxi loathed these tedious and distracting things.

So she pulled Yang An's hand out of her sleeve, wrapped it around his bare hand, and then fastened the buttons.

Ah, very good.

She looked at the young man, whose upper body was completely tucked into his pajamas, and nodded in satisfaction.

That way, it's convenient to open the bag and eat immediately.

"Let's go eat."

Jiang Nianxi grabbed Yang An's sleeve and almost forcibly pulled him out.

For Yang An, who has always been very proud, this process was an absolutely torturous and agonizing experience.

The food on the table was exceptionally plentiful.

Four dishes and a soup, everything is complete.

Apart from a plate of bok choy, everything else was meat.

The fish soup was emitting an aroma even more enticing than rice, while the grass carp, with its eyes rolled back, lay quietly in the broth.

It's clear that Jiang Nianxi put a lot of effort into this meal.

It is clearly impossible to accomplish all of this in just half an hour.

She would never order takeout.

Then there's only one explanation.

Yang An glanced at the woman beside him out of the corner of his eye.

That is, Jiang Nianxi had already prepared the ingredients she needed before going to his house.

All of this was premeditated and meticulously planned.

They were just waiting for this clueless prey to jump in willingly, thinking he was about to be freed.

Use his morality, use his compassion.