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

As an ordinary college student, Lin An had very limited access to information.

So he had never seen such a hidden office before.

From his first-person perspective, it was a room without any windows.

The four walls are covered with dark gray wallpaper.

No windows mean no natural light.

Therefore, the lighting of the entire space relies entirely on the lights on the ceiling.

At this moment, the lights were not on; only a few tiny recessed lights along the edge of the door frame emitted a faint glow, barely illuminating a small area near the entrance.

Logically, without windows, there should be no air circulation inside, but Lin An, standing at the door, could clearly feel a cool breeze slowly wafting out from inside.

Then he saw that the ventilation system of this hidden office was running non-stop, exchanging purified fresh air from outside with the air inside.

Lin An's gaze went beyond the threshold and further inside.

Directly in front of me is a bed, heart-shaped.

The entire bed frame and headboard are covered in deep red velvet fabric.

The bedding on the bed was also a deep red velvet in the same color family.

On either side of the bed stood a dark red velvet bedside table, its surface completely empty.

There was also a chair next to the bed, which was shaped differently from ordinary chairs.

The seat cushion is curved with slightly upturned edges.

The backrest is also more curved than a normal chair, the armrests are positioned further forward than a regular chair, and there are some metal components between the chair legs.

As Lin An's gaze swept over the chair, his premonition grew even stronger.

Although he had never seen such a thing in person, he could roughly guess what it was usually used for.

Then he saw the wall on one side.

Some things were neatly hung on the wall.

Belts, handcuffs, metal buckles...

He swallowed hard, stammering, "This...this is really just an office?"

"Who told you this was an office?" Huo Nianci smiled faintly as she looked at Lin An's changing expression.

Then, she walked to a spot next to the door, felt around on the wall, and pressed a switch.

Immediately, all the lights in the room turned on.

But clearly, this is not a proper light source.

It's an ambient light that falls between warm yellow and light pink.

When this light filled the entire room, the deep red velvet bed looked even softer.

Lin An blinked again, and tentatively asked her, "Are you going to rest here at noon?"

Huo Nianci nodded.

Lin An breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't what he had thought.

Then he added, "It's good to take a break, since I have class this afternoon anyway."

Huo Nianci shook her head: "The kind of rest I'm talking about is probably different from the kind of rest An'an is talking about."

Lin An was stunned for a moment, not yet realizing what Huo Nianci meant by "different".

She took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her lips to his.

Huo Nianci's palm was also placed on his chest, exerting a continuous forward pressure.

Lin An was forced to kiss her and take a step back, his heels landing on the carpet in the room.

Step two, step three...

Huo Nianci's kiss never stopped; with each step back, she took a step forward, her lips always pressed against Lin An's.

Lin An continued to back away until his calf touched something.

Then, Huo Nianci pressed his palm slightly on his chest, and he fell backward, sitting on the curved cushion of that strange chair.

Then, Huo Nianci gently lifted her foot and stepped on a pedal under the table.

With a snap, he felt a metallic touch on his wrist and ankle.

Lin An saw four silver metal rings pop out from the armrests and ankles of the chair, locking onto his wrists and ankles.

Suddenly restrained, Lin An was clearly flustered and moved around wildly.

But no matter how he moved, he couldn't break free from this steel-like restraint.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked up at Huo Nianci and stammered, "Nianci, why did you lock me up?"

Huo Nianci's lips curled up slightly.

She took a step forward.

She stood in front of him, reached out, and hooked his chin with her index finger, forcing him to look up at her.

Huo Nianci lowered her head and asked softly, "Has An'an forgotten what she ate just now?"

"I haven't forgotten," Lin An said, not understanding the connection between the two: "Chocolate cups, a small dessert after a meal."

Huo Nianci nodded, then shook her head: "It's not just a dessert after dinner."

She paused for a moment, then said, "That's preparation for battle."

"What preparations?" Lin An asked, then suddenly realized what she meant.

At this moment, Huo Nianci straightened up, took a step back, hooked her index finger, and slowly pulled down the two straps of her sundress.

The smooth slip dress slid off her shoulders, down her arms, and bunched up at her ankles.

She stepped out and kicked the pile of black fabric aside.

She then pulled over the small table in front of the chair.

It was a small, dark wooden table that could be moved and reached just to her waist.

A soft mat was laid on the table.

Huo Nianci lightly jumped and sat on the small table, her legs dangling down.

"An'an, you'll soon find out what a chocolate cup means," Huo Nianci said, before starting to deal with her undergarments.

……

After omitting tens of thousands of words of description, two hours had passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin An and Huo Nianci lay panting on the heart-shaped, deep red velvet bed.

At this moment, Lin An, who had been acting like a complete novice in front of Huo Nianci, finally understood the meaning of the chocolate cup.

He finally realized that many things are not free; every time you experience something, you gain new experience.

Beside Lin An, Huo Nianci was excitedly pressing half of her body against him.

Her face had a rosy glow, and she looked much better than before.

There are no clocks here, and Huo Nianci just told him not to touch his phone.

Therefore, Lin An had no idea how much time had passed.

Now that the battle is over, she finally returned his phone to him.

Lin An hurriedly picked up his phone and saw that it was already 2:33 PM.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief; it was only 2:30.

Don't panic.

After all, his class doesn't start until 2 PM.

And there's still...

and also……

There are still half an hour left!

Lin An sat bolt upright in bed: "Bu Hao, we're late!"

He hurriedly prepared to get dressed, but Huo Nianci, without any rush, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, pulling him back to lie down again.

Whether from exhaustion or anxiety, Lin An broke out in a cold sweat again: "Nianci, I'm late."

"It's alright," Huo Nianci said calmly. "I know this class is just an unimportant elective for you."

"So I've already had my bodyguard ask for leave for you."

If a bodyguard asks for leave, will the teacher approve it?

A question mark appeared above Lin An's head.

Then he said to Huo Nianci, "This elective teacher is very strict. If you don't attend without a reason, you'll probably lose a lot of participation points."

She continued to comfort Lin An, saying, "She wouldn't dare."

"It's not a question of whether she dares or not," Lin An said, "it's that her rules are really strict. I was just a few points away from failing my final exams..."

"I said she wouldn't dare deduct it, and she won't," Huo Nianci interrupted him. "Besides, even if your participation grade is zero, I won't let you fail the final exam."

You can get zero participation grade and still fail the course?

Accidentally entered the Heavenly Palace~

Lin An looked at her face, which still had a flushed look from exercising, even in the warm pink light, and opened his mouth as if to say something.

Huo Nianci sat up again, pointed to the chair and said, "Alright, the fact that An'an can talk so much nonsense proves that her strength has almost recovered."

"Now I'm going to lock you up too!"

……

P.S.: I have some things to take care of, and since I'm an honest and upright person in real life, writing this kind of plot is a bit difficult and I'm experiencing some writer's block. So, I'll be posting only one update a day for now.

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