Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

Jiang Nianxi's movements tonight were more gentle and slow.

Like a hunter, after catching his desired prey, he skins it, removes its tendons, and bleeds it.

Every step was taken with utmost care.

She was enjoying herself.

Savor the subtle beauty within.

...For Yang An, the only thing to be thankful for is that he feels much better than yesterday.

He also tried to resist and tried to reason.

In the end, they even agreed to the other party's demands, only begging for a few days' delay.

Unfortunately, Jiang Nianxi vetoed all of this.

yes……

How can prey have the right to negotiate with the hunter?

"Hmm... Yang An... I'll call you 'Good Boy' from now on, okay?"

His rapid breaths sprayed onto Yang An's skin, as if trying to penetrate every pore and seep into every inch of his blood.

Jiang Nianxi rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes glazed over.

At this moment, Yang An was enveloped in the rich fragrance of jasmine.

The fragrance emanating from Jiang Nianxi's body was like a deadly yet invisible aphrodisiac.

After smelling it for a long time, coupled with the double stimulation to his body, Yang An's mind became somewhat numb.

Even... the absurd thought that it wouldn't be so bad to just wallow in pleasure like this...

"hiss……"

With his remaining consciousness, Yang An bit his tongue, and immediately became much more awake.

He closed his eyes and remained silent.

His slight trembling revealed his discomfort.

"...Sweetie...sweetie, I'll call you sweetie, you're my sweetie..."

"Sweetie, don't close your eyes...look at me, okay...I like you so much..."

"Sweetie, stay by my side, I can give you everything I have... You can do anything for me... Hmm, sweetie, why aren't you saying anything..."

The seductive whispers were constantly stimulating Yang An's senses.

At the same time, it also transforms into a not-so-sharp knife, slowly and gently carving away at fragile reason in the long night.

In the last moments before his consciousness faded, Yang An vaguely thought of something.

Jiang Nianxi, she really is a... devil...

……

"Sweetie, let's take a bath together, okay?"

"Hmm, why are you being so obedient today...?"

"...Want some fruit? Sure, I'll go out and buy some for you..."

"Goodness..."

For the next two weeks, Yang An lived like a machine.

A machine without emotions.

To be precise, it became Jiang Nianxi's private property.

He did whatever Jiang Nianxi asked him to do.

He obeys as long as it doesn't cross his bottom line.

Yang An knew that resisting now would only hurt himself.

His situation wouldn't improve just because of a few harmless rebukes and insults directed at Jiang Nianxi.

Now, all I have to do is obey.

Opportunities for life are never found in reckless impulsiveness.

Rather, it lies in every subtle and easily overlooked detail.

After all, Jiang Nianxi had only recently come of age, and her mind was not yet very mature.

No, it's more accurate to say it wasn't meticulous enough.

She had initially been somewhat wary of Yang An's resigned attitude.

But as the saying goes, spending too much time in a gentle, seductive place and indulging in desires can erode one's fighting spirit.

Jiang Nianxi thought he had really gotten used to her presence, so he didn't usually check her so strictly.

One day, an opportunity suddenly arrived.

It was 2 a.m. that day.

Yang An lay expressionless on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The curtains remained tightly closed, not letting in even a sliver of moonlight.

Jiang Nianxi, looking completely satisfied, turned to her side and fell into a deep sleep, holding him close.

This process has become a habit over the past two weeks.

However, Jiang Nianxi was the only one who developed this habit.

She slept soundly, as if she were catching up on all the sleep she had missed.

She was also sleeping soundly.

This was observed by Yang An after a long period of insomnia.

Especially in the two hours immediately following intercourse, women will fall into a deep sleep.

It's not that they're hard to wake up.

Rather... a slight movement won't wake her up.

Originally, this discovery had no practical use.

But today was different; Jiang Nianxi's sleeping posture had changed.

In the past, he could only fall asleep if Yang An's hands were pressed under his head.

But today, perhaps it was her previous numbness and compliance that made Jiang Nianxi lower her guard.

She stopped pressing down on Yang An's hand.

Instead, she hugged the other person's waist.

This finally brought a glimmer of hope to Yang An's long-dead eyes.

You should know that if your hand is under your head, even the slightest movement can easily wake you up, no matter how soundly you are sleeping.

But simply hugging is different.

When a person is asleep, they cannot even feel themselves turning over, let alone gently moving an arm.

However, to be on the safe side, Yang An held his breath and waited until Jiang Nianxi's breathing was completely stable and she had fallen into a deep sleep before he began to make any moves.

He gently took the other person's hand that was resting on his waist, the movement extremely slow.

This process was also very agonizing.

Yang An dared not be careless in the slightest.

I was afraid of using too much force or hurting the other person somewhere.

Then everything is doomed.

Finally, under extreme tension, Yang An managed to free himself from the other person's embrace.

However, simply freeing up people is not enough.

He knew all of Jiang Nianxi's habits.

If something is missing from your arms, you'll realize it very quickly.

This is the most troublesome part.

Fortunately, Yang An had already come up with a solution.

He carefully held the pillow he had deliberately tossed aside between his hands and slowly stuffed it into Jiang Nianxi's empty arms from the bottom up.

"Mmm...good boy..."

Suddenly, Jiang Nianxi frowned and smacked her lips a few times.

The commotion terrified Yang An.

Depend on.

Is this woman about to wake up?

In an instant, cold sweat seemed to pour out all over my body.

Yang An admitted that this was definitely the most nervous moment for him.

Fortunately, Jiang Nianxi seemed to be just talking in her sleep.

After mumbling something in a daze, he hugged "Yang An" in his arms even tighter.

It seems that this alternative is quite perfect.

Yang An breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"call……"

He tiptoed out of bed.

The inconvenience of his hands did not affect the slowness and gentleness of his movements.

After observing for so long, he had been trying to find the location of the security door key.

Unfortunately, Jiang Nianxi was very wary of this.

Even after half a month, Yang An still didn't know the exact location of the key.

but.

You can roughly figure out the location by feeling around.

The reason I stumbled with Jiang Nianxi was simply because of a moment of careless trust.

It doesn't mean he's stupid.