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

After the countdown ended, Lin An still sat on the sofa that Huo Nianci had requested, not out of fear of her, but out of love for her.

Do you understand? Do you even know what true love is?

True love means being willing to do anything for her.

This includes having his hands tied behind his back by Huo Nianci.

She carefully tied a bow around Lin An's hands, which were bound behind the chair, and then straddled Lin An's lap.

Huo Nianci said, "Since An'an's desired reward is different from my desired reward, then I'll just have to go with my own ideas."

Lin An gave an awkward laugh: "But wasn't this a reward for me? Don't I have the right to choose my reward?"

Huo Nianci said, "Yes, An'an has the right to choose where to kiss me first."

"Forehead, cheeks, lips, neck, collarbone, or lower abdomen, or...?"

"You can choose either one."

Lin An bargained again: "Could you let go of my hand and kiss me?"

Huo Nianci shook her head: "No, if you let go, you won't feel that thrill anymore."

Before Lin An could make a choice, Huo Nianci leaned down and pressed her lips to his.

Her kiss was still as domineering as ever.

She cupped his face in her hands, pressing her thumbs down his jawline, forcing him to open his mouth slightly to cooperate with her movements.

Lin An was breathless from her kisses.

With her back pressed against the sofa back and nowhere to retreat, and her hands tied behind her back, she had completely lost control of her body.

He could only passively endure her storm-like kiss.

Her tongue curled around his, sucking hard.

After kissing for a while, Huo Nianci finally let go of him.

Both of them were breathing rapidly.

She looked down at his slightly reddened lips, then her hand slid down his face and landed on the collar of his T-shirt.

Pinch the clothes with two fingers and pull them apart forcefully.

"Rip!" The fabric made a sharp sound, but it didn't tear.

The gray T-shirt was of better quality than it looked.

She tugged at it a couple of times, leaving only a small tear at the neckline with loose threads sticking out.

"Nianci," Lin An looked down at his ripped collar, "you tore my clothes, what am I supposed to wear?"

Huo Nianci didn't even lift her eyelids: "Tomorrow's the weekend, I'll take you shopping for clothes."

As she spoke, she tugged at the opening again, making it a little bigger. "Oh, right, remember to bring your little sister along too. I'll buy her some clothes as well."

"You just bought Pingping several sets last week..."

"That's different. Last week's is last week's, and this week's is this week's."

Huo Nianci is indeed a yandere, Lin An thought again.

But she is indeed a crazy, good-natured yandere.

At this moment, Huo Nianci pinched the deformed piece of fabric again and pulled it to the side, but still couldn't tear it completely.

Perhaps she was too weak.

Her brow furrowed slightly, as if she was annoyed by the dress's stubborn resistance.

Then she let go and got up from the sofa.

Lin An thought she had given up and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw her bend down and pull something out from under the coffee table.

Silver-gray scissors.

She walked back to him, holding the scissors, and tilted her head to examine his T-shirt, which she had torn to shreds.

"Nianci," Lin An's voice was a little tense, "what are you doing with the scissors?"

Huo Nianci did not answer.

She crouched down, placed the scissors blade just below his collarbone, and gently made a cut.

The fabric was cut with a neat slit.

She pinched both sides of the tear and ripped it open with force. With a "ripping" sound, the gray T-shirt was completely torn in two from the neckline to the hem.

Lin An looked down at his exposed chest and abdomen, and before he could speak, Huo Nianci's scissors were already pressed against his pants.

"Wait... we don't need the pants, right?"

Before he could finish his protest, the blade of the scissors had already slid down his side.

The fabric of the sweatpants was much thinner than that of the T-shirt, and a single cut opened up a long tear.

Huo Nianci put down the scissors, pinched both sides of the tear with her hands, and pulled hard, tearing the entire pair of sweatpants from the waist to the hem.

This sense of shabbyness actually seems quite artistic, Lin An thought sadly.

Then, he could only sit on the sofa wearing a pair of gray boxer shorts, his upper body bare.

Huo Nianci straightened up, took a half step back, and looked him over.

The movement slowly moved from his face to his chest, and then from his chest to his waist and abdomen.

Then it flows down along the waist and abdomen.

Then, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

"Okay," she said, then reached out and grabbed the hem of her shirt.

"An'an has taken her clothes off, so I want to take mine off too."

"Is this what An'an wants to see?"

Lin An hadn't had a chance to answer yet.

Huo Nianci had already taken off her entire top and casually tossed it onto the carpet next to her.

She wore a white bra underneath, and the curves of her collarbone and shoulders were completely exposed.

A patch of dazzlingly white skin gleamed alluringly under the light.

"It's more fun to be close like this," she said, straddling his lap again, her bare upper body pressed against his, her soft skin against his burning chest.

"Now, I want you to kiss every part of my body."

Lin An's hands were tied behind his back, rendering him unable to move.

I was enveloped by her body temperature and touch, and I could clearly feel the shape of every curve of her body against my skin.

Huo Nianci tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender neck, and pressed her fingers down on his shoulder: "Start with the neck."

So Lin An lowered his head and pressed his lips to her neck.

When he kissed her, he could feel the artery in her neck throbbing beneath her skin.

Following her neck down, his lips traced her collarbone and landed in the hollow of her neck.

Huo Nianci's body trembled slightly, and the fingers around his shoulder tightened a little.

He continued down, trying to cross the high mountain peak.

But he didn't cross over because Huo Nianci held his head down, telling him to stay there a little longer.

So he lingered for a long time before Huo Nianci finally let him go.

Then descend along her towering peaks.

Her waist was thin and flat, and the creases of her abs resembled two shallow rivers below his lips.

He kissed her navel and her hip bones.

Their breathing had become rapid and labored.

Huo Nianci asked, "Does An'an want to continue?"

Lin An swallowed hard.

Huo Nianci stood up from his lap, took a half step back, bent down to pick up the shirt she had thrown on the ground, and slowly put it back on.

"Come sleep in my room tonight, I'll give it to you," she said.

Lin An's eyes widened, and he said, "You, you didn't say..."

"What did I say?" Huo Nianci pinched Lin An's cheek. "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Tonight, I want you to come to my room and serve me in bed. You don't want to?"

"Okay," Lin An said.