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

Because of the "serious business" Huo Nianci mentioned, their shower was completely wasted.

The two stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour before coming out.

When Lin An came out, his legs were already a little weak.

He stepped out of the bathroom, holding onto the door frame, and walked to the bedside in his wet slippers.

He fell forward and sank into the soft mattress with a muffled groan.

The mattress caught his weight.

Lin An lay there, too weak to even turn over.

Following him, Huo Nianci also came out of the bathroom.

She wrapped her hair in a dry towel and walked barefoot on the carpet.

Compared to Lin An's condition, she seemed to be in much better shape.

She walked to the bedside and sat down, looking down at Lin An lying there.

Then he turned to his side, lifted a corner of the blanket, and tucked himself inside.

Then she leaned closer to him, snuggling into his arms as if she had found the perfect spot.

Although Huo Nianci's condition is a little better, it's not much better.

Her originally fair face now had a blush that had not completely faded.

Her two long, slender, fair legs were still trembling slightly.

Lying in bed, the two remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Huo Nianci had calmed down a bit that she turned her head and looked at Lin An's bare shoulders and chest through the light of the mushroom-shaped night lamp by the bedside.

The patterns she drew with colored pencils that afternoon had become scattered and broken after being washed with hot water and rubbed with shower gel.

The self-portrait on her chest only showed the outline of half her face, and her magenta lips were reduced to a blurry pink arc.

The small sun on my thigh was reduced to a faint yellow ring, and the short radial lines around it had almost completely disappeared.

Huo Nianci had just seen the landscape painting on the back, and it was even more appalling.

The large areas of blue-green color have faded into light, washed-out marks, leaving only the faint outline of the Q-version doll on the swing.

I wasn't planning on letting him take a bath.

But after going for a workout with him, Huo Nianci completely forgot about those words.

In the darkness, Huo Nianci sighed softly.

She reached out her fingertip and gently touched the remaining outline on his shoulder blade.

Then she said softly, "What a pity, I wanted An'an to keep it safe."

"I forgot about it as soon as I got back. I took a shower and all my hair fell out."

Upon hearing Huo Nianci's words, Lin An, who had almost fallen asleep, opened his eyes again.

He also remembered this matter.

The patterns on his body seem to have been washed away almost completely.

This is a good thing.

Lin An thought.

Those patterns already made him feel somewhat ashamed, so it's good that they're gone.

At this moment, Huo Nianci said again, "It's okay, I'll draw it for you again tomorrow."

Lin An frowned, but didn't let Huo Nianci notice; he simply gave a soft "hmm."

Then, he felt Huo Nianci getting further and further away from him.

Then his eyelids began to droop very quickly.

Until Huo Nianci reached out and patted his face: "Are you that sleepy, An'an?"

The sudden patting made Lin An open his eyes again with difficulty.

Huo Nianci was looking at him sideways in his field of vision.

He nodded, his voice very soft: "Yeah... I really am sleepy."

Huo Nianci looked at his half-closed eyelids and his body that was about to collapse, and said nothing more.

She buried her face in his chest again, wrapped her arms around his waist, and snuggled into his embrace.

"Alright then," her voice came from his chest, "let's go to sleep."

"Okay, okay..." Lin An agreed and then seamlessly transitioned into sleep mode, so quickly that it was as if he had directly fallen into a coma.

Fortunately, Huo Nianci did not wake up tonight.

Perhaps it was because I felt love during the day, perhaps it was because I exercised during the day, or perhaps it was because I drank herbal medicine not long ago.

Anyway, Huo Nianci didn't wake up.

Lin An, however, woke up once around 1 a.m.

It must be his body's biological clock that has automatically formed over this period of time.

My eyes will naturally open once at this time every day.

When he woke up, he found Huo Nianci, warm and soft, still in his arms.

He smiled and looked at her intently.

Huo Nianci was lying on her side in his arms, her face buried in his chest.

The blush on her fair face had disappeared.

Her lips were relaxed, and her hands rested loosely on his waist, as if she were having a quiet dream.

Lin An looked down at her for a while.

Huo Nianci slept very peacefully.

Then he closed his eyes again, wrapped his arms around her back, felt the rise and fall of her breath, and once again sank into that peaceful sleep.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a thin white line on the floor.

……

A pleasant night has passed.

A brand new day begins quickly.

Today is Monday, and Lin An had set an alarm.

But before the alarm clock rang, he was awakened by an itchy sensation on his body.

He moved groggily.

Before he had even fully opened his eyes, he heard a familiar voice coming from above his chest: "Don't move, I'm drawing."

painting?

What are you drawing?

Upon hearing this, Lin An suddenly opened his eyes and tilted his head back slightly.

Huo Nianci was sitting beside him, wearing a loose white nightgown.

The pajamas consisted of only an upper body piece, with a wide hem that hung down, covering her thighs and knees and revealing her two slender, fair calves, which lay bare on the pale yellow sheets.

His gaze was drawn to Huo Nianci's legs, and only after that did he turn to her hands.

At this moment, Huo Nianci was holding a light brown colored pen in her hand, and was carefully drawing something above his sternum, stroke by stroke.

Several colored pencils of different colors were scattered around her, indicating that she had been drawing for quite some time.

So Lin An asked in confusion, "Nianci, what are you doing?"

"Can't you tell?" Huo Nianci asked, "I'm adding makeup to your body."

"I already told you last night that what I drew yesterday is gone," Huo Nianci said without looking up, continuing to draw down his sternum with her pen. "Now I'm going to help you fix it."

After listening to Huo Nianci's words, Lin An looked down at his chest.

The pattern that was washed away by water last night is now almost completely gone, with only some very faint traces remaining on the skin.

Then, Huo Nianci's pen tip traced the remaining outlines again, filling in the lines that had faded yesterday, one by one.

"You got up so early just to draw for me?" Lin An asked.

"Okay," Huo Nianci responded briefly, her pen still in her hand. "Just keep lying down and don't move."

"Seriously? You finally got a full night's sleep, shouldn't you get some more sleep?"

Huo Nianci shook her head: "What's the point of sleeping so much? It's more fun playing with An'an."

Lin An: "..."

With a sigh, he had no choice but to lie back down, letting her pen tip wander over his chest and lower abdomen.