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

After speaking, Huo Nianci did not give Lin An a chance to continue struggling.

She loosened his collar, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up from the ground.

I pulled him across the living room to the door of the study at the end of the corridor, a room that wasn't usually used.

Pushing open the door, Lin An was pulled into her study.

The study has mahogany bookshelves on both sides, filled with all sorts of books.

Directly in front of the study is a large solid wood table, with a walnut wood computer case placed underneath it.

"Sit down," Huo Nianci said, pointing to the chair in front of the desk.

"Okay," Lin An said nervously as he sat down and watched Huo Nianci insert the USB drive into the computer port.

A folder popped up on the screen. Huo Nianci double-clicked to open it, and found thousands of video files densely packed inside.

The filenames are incredibly varied.

Some have Chinese titles, some have Japanese katakana, and some are simply a string of random numbers.

She hovered the mouse pointer over several of the files and read out the filenames one by one.

"Me and my dear teacher..."

"No, please, dormitory head..."

"Damn, seven humiliating days and seven nights in the hospital..."

"Choose this one?"

Huo Nianci pointed to a video.

"Still choose this one? This one is not bad either."

"I remember you had a folder on your computer with several exclamation marks after its title; it must have been your favorite, right?"

Looking at the densely packed table of contents on the screen, Lin An knew that he couldn't avoid it today no matter what.

In that case, you might as well choose something you actually like; that way, you'll feel better.

So he took a deep breath.

I reached out and grabbed the mouse, scrolled through a page, and then stopped on one of the folders.

That was a Japanese title, which roughly translates to "Home Tutor and Student".

He opened the folder, which contained a preview clip showing a woman in business attire.

She wore a black leather skirt that clung to her thighs, revealing her long, straight legs.

She wore black stockings on her legs and black high heels on her feet.

She wore a gray, tight-fitting top, with a section of her collarbone showing at the neckline.

The teacher wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and the eyes behind the lenses had a captivating quality.

After selecting his favorite movie, Lin An turned to look at Huo Nianci and asked, "I'll choose this one, is that okay?"

Huo Nianci leaned down, glanced at the screen with the mouse, and then narrowed her eyes: "So An'an likes older men?"

"No, no," Lin An said.

"Does that mean you like this actress?"

"Do you still prefer this style of dress?"

"Uh, maybe he likes this feeling?" Lin An said nonsensically.

"You like this feeling?" Huo Nianci curled her lips into a mocking smile at Lin An. "You watch these kinds of movies just to get that feeling?"

After saying that, she straddled Lin An's lap, pinching his chin with one hand: "Have you ever taken off?"

"Take off, take off what?" Lin An didn't react for a moment.

"Still pretending?" Huo Nianci narrowed her eyes. "To be honest, I won't do anything to you."

Only then did Lin An understand what she meant by "takeoff".

Actually, he doesn't remember either.

He doesn't really look at the materials, since new content is constantly appearing, so why bother looking at the old ones?

"I don't remember," Lin An said honestly.

"Don't you remember?" Huo Nianci pressed her index finger against his lips. "Then I'll count it as ten times!"

"If you fly ten times, you should fly ten times with me. We can't favor one over the other."

Lin An's eyes widened: "Ten, ten times?"

"Is it an installment payment plan?"

Huo Nianci stepped off Lin An: "We'll settle this today."

"This, this..."

Lin An was speechless; if he paid the full amount at once, he'd explode.

But Huo Nianci didn't give him much of a chance to struggle. After Lin An finished choosing the movie, Huo Nianci pushed open the door and walked out.

Before leaving, she smiled and said to him, "An'an is so lucky. Everything you want to see is in my closet. I'll go change it now."

"When I get back, we'll watch the movie again first, then recreate it!"

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the master bedroom.

Lin An sat at his desk, opened the movie first, and turned the volume down to the minimum.

Clicking on any clip, Lin An's eyes widened when he saw a woman wearing a leather skirt and gold-rimmed glasses, with her foot on the man's abdomen.

Oh no, oh no!

This movie seems unconventional!

Lin An sat at his desk, staring at the paused screen on his computer, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Then, hurried footsteps came from outside the study door, getting closer and closer.

Until Huo Nianci appeared at the study door.

Lin An raised his head and looked at her.

Huo Nianci was wearing a gray fitted suit jacket.

The upper body has a defined curve, especially the buttons at the chest, which bear a great deal of pressure.

She wore a black leather mini-skirt, just like in the movie, which clung tightly to her waist and hip curves and cinched downwards.

She was wearing a pair of black stockings.

She was also wearing a pair of black high heels.

The most eye-catching thing was the pair of gold-rimmed glasses that Huo Nianci was wearing.

After putting on the whole outfit, Lin An instantly felt that Huo Nianci was different.

She exudes a cool and aloof aura, like a mature woman.

Huo Nianci stood at the door of the study without rushing in.

Instead, he first raised his hand and pushed up the frame of the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Stand up," she commanded Lin An.

Lin An looked at her like that, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously stood up.

After he stood up, Huo Nianci walked to the desk and sat down in the large solid wood chair.

Lift one leg and cross it over the other.

The black stockings stretched out in a smooth arc under the light.

Then she reached out and patted the thigh of the leg she had crossed over, and gestured with her chin toward him: "Sit here."

Lin An looked at the leg encased in black stockings, then glanced up at Huo Nianci's face framed by gold-rimmed glasses: "Me, sit on your lap?"

"Nonsense, I'm the mature, older sister teacher now, and you're my student. It's not like you're sitting on my lap, or I'm sitting on yours. Does that make any sense?"

After saying that, she reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him forward forcefully.

He was forced to sit on her lap, sideways.

Through the touch of her buttocks, he could feel the elasticity and warmth of her thigh muscles transmitted through the thin fabric of her stockings.

Huo Nianci wrapped one arm around Lin An's waist and hugged him.

With his other hand, he pressed the space bar on the computer keyboard.

"Let's begin," she said.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy, so tell Kobayashi to get ready."

Lin An knows this now.

Whether Xiao Linan is well prepared is still unknown, but Da Linan is already sweating profusely.