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

Lin An's surprise was palpable.

Huo Nianci's movements remained steadfast.

Her fingers first explored under his armpit.

Then, he reached directly inside the cuff of his black short-sleeved shirt.

Slender fingers traced a line along the inside of his upper arm, moving inwards.

At that moment, she could feel Lin An's muscles tense slightly the instant they touched her fingers.

Huo Nianci curled the corners of her mouth and continued to run her fingertips over his biceps.

He moved his hand over the shoulder joint, around the armpit, and then placed his entire palm on the side of his pectoral muscles.

Caught off guard, Lin An's breathing quickened instantly.

He looked down at the slender wrist that was sticking out from the cuff of his right arm.

The hand that was connected to that wrist and was pressed against the side of his pectoral muscle.

"Recite, recite compassion..."

Lin An was momentarily at a loss for words: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Fan and He Jin, who were nearby, heard Lin An's shout and wanted to turn around and watch the drama unfold.

But then he suddenly noticed Huo Nianci's rather bold hand.

The next second they all looked away.

Do not look at what is improper.

No, we're in class, why are we flirting?

Besides, Anzi doesn't seem as impressive as he claims.

In front of Huo Nianci, he was like a pushover.

Jiang Fan and the others looked away, but Huo Nianci did not stop what she was doing.

She looked up at Lin An.

His eyes held a clear seriousness: "That's what it says in the notebook."

"That way I can seduce An'an more effectively."

Seduce, entice?

Lin An frowned.

He tried to reach out with his left hand to grab Huo Nianci's wrist, which was inside his sleeve, and pull it out.

But just as his hand touched her wrist, her fingers gently pinched his chest.

That pinch landed precisely on a sensitive spot.

Lin An's arm trembled violently, and his left hand loosened its grip before he could exert any force.

He said in a low voice, "Nianci, stop fooling around."

Huo Nianci said while looking at her notebook, "I'm serious."

Lin An frowned.

When force didn't work, he had no choice but to look at the notebook as well: "What else is written in the notebook?"

The dense handwriting on the paper on Huo Nianci's lap was not very clear.

But he could see some keywords.

Words like "teasing," "touching," "sensitive areas," and "continuous pressure" appear frequently in different paragraphs and are highlighted with a highlighter.

When these words were strung together, Lin An couldn't hold back any longer.

What the hell is this?

Who wrote this?

Lin An frowned as he glanced at the words, then looked up at Huo Nianci: "Where did this notebook come from?"

Huo Nianci's fingers were still pressed against his chest, rhythmically pressing: "It's Gu Yu's."

"She called it a guide to winning over men."

666.

I knew it was that tomboy who couldn't find a partner.

It must be because of repression that this kind of harmful notebook was created.

I mentally gave Gu Yu a thorough dressing-down.

He glanced down at the words written on the notebook cover again and said helplessly, "A guide to winning over men... What the hell..."

"An'an, don't move," Huo Nianci said, "I haven't finished trying yet."

"All of this stuff is a lie," Lin An tried to persuade Huo Nianci. "Has your friend Gu Yu even dated anyone herself?"

Huo Nianci shook her head.

Lin An's eyes flashed, and he was about to say, "Then that's settled."

Unexpectedly, Huo Nianci spoke first.

She said, "Whether it's a lie or not, you'll only know after you try it yourself."

Lin An: "..."

Ugh.

It seems there's no way to stop it now.

Since we can't stop it, we can only give up.

Lin An simply gave up struggling.

Huo Nianci is still tirelessly trying.

Her fingers lingered on his chest for a moment, then she switched to her other hand.

His other hand dangled from the table and landed on his thigh.

I pressed my finger lightly through the shorts, then opened my palm and placed it on top.

His fingertips traced the skin of his thigh at an extremely slow speed, as if tracing something along some unseen path.

Lin An felt his thigh muscles involuntarily tensing up.

He took a deep breath and refocused his gaze on the blackboard, trying to block out the distinct sensation coming from the outside of his thigh.

Just as he picked up his pen to take notes, Huo Nianci even took away his right hand.

She guided his hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

Is this the same procedure as last week, letting me touch my belly again?

Lin An blinked. Through the skin-hugging fabric of the black halter dress, he could feel the slight rise and fall of her abdomen as she breathed.

Huo Nianci said, "It's written in the notebook that I not only have to make little moves on you, but I also have to make you make little moves on me."

"Touching other places here will be seen by others, so it's better to touch my stomach."

Lin An looked at her, then looked down at his hand that was resting on her lower abdomen.

Then he continued the lesson in that posture.

But once those formulas entered my brain, they quickly turned into a jumbled mess.

Huo Nianci's hands sometimes rested on his thighs, sometimes slipped into his sleeves, and sometimes pressed on the vertebrae of his spine.

She never stopped, constantly trying out the different "techniques" in her notebook.

Some were light, some were heavy, and some made him so itchy he wanted to run away.

Ultimately, after all the groundwork laid, she saw the final strategy for reaping the rewards.

Huo Nianci glanced at the other people's gazes.

Then, with lightning speed, she grabbed at that crucial spot.

Lin An's eyes widened, and before she could react, she had already withdrawn her hand.

He asked her in a low voice, "What are you doing? This is a classroom."

Huo Nianci said, "Let's see if my seduction works. Judging from your reaction, it's obviously working."

"It's just that An'an has always been pretending to be serious."

Lin An: "..."

Am I, a young man full of vigor, do something wrong if I don't react?

……

The morning passed by in Huo Nianci's repeated attempts.

Next to Huo Nianci, Jiang Fan, who had just woken up from a nap, got up from his desk as soon as he heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

He began chanting a mysterious incantation: "Heaven, earth, every day, every day, when I wake up, the dragon is thirsty."

"Hey guys, let's go to the cafeteria and get a pot of strong liquor."

He Jin and Song Haohao looked at him like he was an idiot.

Then, Jiang Fan habitually asked, "Anzi, do you want to go for lunch together?"

"The cafeteria has braised pork today."

As soon as Jiang Fan sent out the cafeteria matchmaking invitation, Huo Nianci's gaze turned fierce.