I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

Lin An's breathing became rapid. He said, "You...you should put your clothes on first..."

"You haven't answered my question yet," Huo Nianci took a step forward and pressed herself against him.

Her chest pressed against his shoulder, so incredibly soft, with a warmth that made it hard to breathe.

"Will you really let An'an suffer?" Huo Nianci lowered her voice, her lips brushing against his earlobe, her breath hot on his earlobe.

Lin An's hands and feet froze.

He sat in the chair, his upper body pressed down by Huo Nianci's naked upper body.

He tried to back away, but the back of the chair was pressed against his back, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

Right in front of me was her bare skin.

It's white, smooth, and has a subtle, mixed fragrance.

His gaze unconsciously shifted downwards for a moment, then suddenly rose again, staring at the ceiling.

"No, no..." His voice trembled even more: "You're not thin at all, you're just right, perfect..."

"Really?" Huo Nianci asked with a slightly seductive smile. "Then does An'an like it?"

After being repeatedly tempted by Huo Nianci, Lin An felt like a string in his brain was about to snap.

My heart was pounding.

Her body heat was against his skin, her hand rested on his shoulder, her fingertips gently caressing his collarbone.

"I like it," Lin An said.

Huo Nianci smiled and asked again, "Want to eat me?"

Those willow-leaf eyes were slightly narrowed, with the corners turned up.

Lin An swallowed hard.

He swallowed another bite.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his lips moved several times without uttering a single word.

He looked at Huo Nianci's face, so close to his own, at her smiling lips and her incredibly bright eyes.

Only one thought kept swirling in my mind: What is she trying to do? What is she trying to do?

Lin An raised his hand from the table, hovering in mid-air, his fingertips trembling, and slowly approached her waist.

Just a few more centimeters forward, and he could touch her bare skin, pull her closer, and then…

Just as Lin An was about to be consumed by lust, Huo Nianci suddenly took a step back.

She bent down to pick up the shirt she had just thrown on the ground, shook it slowly, then put it back on, pulled up the hem, and straightened the collar.

Lin An's hand was still suspended in mid-air, her fingertips pointing in the direction where she had just been standing.

It's empty now, with only the edge of a dining table and a handful of air.

He stared blankly at her, his lips still slightly parted.

After Huo Nianci finished dressing, she tilted her head to look at him, her smile changing from alluring to satisfied: "Not yet."

"Huh?" Lin An's voice still carried a sense of bewilderment, as if he hadn't quite come to his senses.

"I've only spent two days with An'an," Huo Nianci said. "Although I love An'an very much, if I were to give myself to you completely so quickly, you wouldn't cherish me."

Lin An opened his mouth again, then closed it.

He looked down at his hand, which was hanging in mid-air, and slowly brought it back to his knee.

My palms were damp; I didn't know when I had developed a layer of cold sweat.

His heartbeat hadn't completely calmed down yet, and the restless heat in his chest was slowly receding, replaced by a sobering feeling as if he'd been doused with cold water.

She has a point.

But he felt a different, more complex feeling.

The feeling of being teased to the peak and then suddenly having to stop.

Huo Nianci stood there for a while, then lowered her gaze a few inches.

Then she took another step forward, reached out, and grabbed something again.

Just then, Sun Ma, who was about to come out to collect the dishes, took two steps and, seeing the young lady's posture, immediately retreated back into the kitchen.

"Oh dear, my old man's kindergarten is almost over, I have to go pick him up."

Lin An "..."

"Are you feeling very unwell?" Huo Nianci looked up at him.

"How about I help you?"

"No, no need..." Lin An's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. "Really, no need, Nianci, I can manage on my own..."

Huo Nianci did not let go of her hand.

Her fingers tightened slightly as she looked at his slightly reddened ears and the fine sweat on his forehead, and the corners of her mouth curved up.

"I said I'll use it, so I will," Huo Nianci said, standing up. "Come on, come inside with me."

She let go of his hand, then grabbed his collar and pulled it up slightly.

Lin An was pulled up from the chair by her and staggered a couple of steps before following her.

Walk through the living room, down the hallway, and open the bedroom door.

The next second, he was pushed onto the bed.

Huo Nianci climbed onto the bed, knelt beside him, and looked down at him.

"Don't be nervous," she said. "I'll be very gentle."

Lin An felt a little dizzy, so he closed his eyes.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

An hour, or longer.

Lin An lay on his back on Huo Nianci's bed, limbs outstretched, eyes open, staring at the ceiling.

He felt his body was empty.

I felt lightheaded and had no strength at all.

His legs are still part of his body, but if he wanted to stand up, he would probably have to kneel down.

At this moment, Huo Nianci sat on the edge of the bed and licked the corner of her mouth.

Her lips were redder than usual.

"An'an," she turned her head to look at him, "Are you feeling much better now?"

Lin An nodded frantically, as if he had been repeatedly ravaged.

"That's good," Huo Nianci said with a smirk, but the next second she turned hostile and dismissed him: "Want to sleep with me tonight?"

Lin An turned his head to look at her.

Huo Nianci's face was still slightly flushed, and her hair was a little messy.

She looked radiant and full of energy, showing no signs of what she had just gone through.

He himself felt tired even moving a single finger.

"No," Lin An said, using all her strength to roll over and get off the bed. "I...I'm going back to sleep."

He stood up and walked towards the door, his steps uneven.

Huo Nianci's voice came from behind him: "Brother An, come again tomorrow!"

Lin An got goosebumps on his back.

He paused for a moment, not daring to turn around, then quickened his pace and walked out, before staggeringly pushing open the door to the second bedroom.

Close the door.

Deadbolt.

Make sure the door lock is turned on.

He dragged a chair over and placed it under the doorknob before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"This is insane..." Lin An muttered to himself, "Yandere...this is insane..."

He shuffled into the bathroom and turned on the tap.

Leaning against the tiled wall, hot water poured over his head, flowing down his shoulders and back.

Lin Anchong hesitated for a long time.

The hot water washed away the marks on my body, making them red, and my skin, which had been repeatedly sucked, felt slightly hot.

He looked down at the seals on his wrist, then at the gnawed areas on his chest, and sighed.

After washing up and changing into his pajamas, Lin An threw himself onto the big bed.

Then he closed his eyes and felt himself sinking into a very, very deep place until he could feel nothing at all.

He fell asleep.