If he avoids, dodges, or pushes her away, she will strive to catch him, greedily and forcefully imposing everything she wants on him. But a yandere girl who has tasted being pampered will be even more greedy.

Two-way communication is hundreds of times more fulfilling than one-way reverse communication.

Once you've tried it, you can't go back to that kind of purely physical, sexually driven relationship.

Qin Ning is like a broken robot.

It stretched its neck, pouted, then pulled back, and then couldn't help but stretch its neck again.

Seeing him waiting motionless, Qin Ning's face turned pale and then flushed, before she suddenly started punching him hard with her little fists.

Bai Weiran smiled and took her hands, watching her wipe away tears from her face.

"You won't say it again?"

"I'm not going to say anything more."

"You no longer intentionally engage in dangerous behavior?"

"...Waaah, I'm not doing it anymore..."

"good."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and neck, easily deepening the kiss.

Miss Qin thought she was pulling someone along, but in reality, she was being pulled along in return.

When two intelligent people are involved, the struggle is never a one-sided affair.

They are sweet, pleasant, and far removed from the dark and cruel pull.

People should strive to move towards a better place, rather than rotting in a dark and smelly ditch.

The two were kissing on the sofa when they wandered off to another spot.

Qin Ning became anxious, arching her back, tilting her head back, and her eyes were watery.

The sound broke, and slender limbs wrapped around him, entwining his arms and legs, using rounded knees to rub against his crotch.

The thin black stockings that were originally on her slender legs hung loosely at her ankles, swaying gently as she curled her toes.

"Hey, Brother Weiran—"

A loud, intense cry erupted from outside the slightly ajar balcony window, startling the dozing parrot awake. The parrot flapped its wings and squawked wildly, while the lid of the seafood congee pot was pushed open, causing the white congee to sizzle and overflow, the milky white porridge flowing down the side of the pot, interrupting the ambiguous atmosphere.

I had to get up and turn off the stove.

Xx

The heart-wrenching sobs outside were because the painstakingly crafted confession had been cruelly rejected.

The senior who was confessed to had barely met the junior.

Unexpectedly, someone brought me to the riverbank and confessed their love to me using a drone.

Although it was romantic, she was taken aback and then refused.

The junior student, who was full of sincerity and dedication, burst into tears on the spot.

On the balcony, Bai Weiran and Qin Ning joined the diners eating porridge.

"Poor brother," Bai Weiran sighed.

Qin Ning blew on the porridge, expressing her disapproval, "I think he deserved it—"

"You want someone to accept you when you don't even know them, and then you cry when they reject you. What's with all the crying from a boy? A man doesn't cry easily!"

Bai Weiran glanced at her and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"Don't be so harsh, young boys can be quite slow too—"

"It's not easy to take the initiative to admit, express, and bravely speak your mind. Although his behavior may be a little hasty and unacceptable to the person he is appealing to, being willing to face one's own feelings is not easy, and it is a courage that is gradually lost as one grows up."

"When I meet people like this, I always feel happy and I like them very much."

Qin Ning immediately tapped her spoon against the bowl with a clanging sound, narrowed her eyes, and the glint in them disappeared.

You like him!?

Brother Weiran said he doesn't like women, could it be that he means—

Bai Weiran pinched her cheek, directly removing the highlight.

"...What are you thinking about?"

"Because I am not like that myself, I like and admire brave and proactive people."

Bai Weiran noticed there was still a shrimp in his bowl, so he readily scooped it up and put it in her bowl.

Although there was still a lot left in the pot, the portion divided between the two bowls held a different meaning.

After having a late-night snack, Qin Ning's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint as she secretly glanced at him.

"Brother Weiran, what do you plan to do next?"

Her bed was big and soft.

Bai Weiran smiled slightly.

“I remember someone saying she had to work overtime today.”

Qin Ning's smile froze on her face.

"Now that we've finished our late-night snack, let's get back to work!"

"I'll stay here with you."

As Bai Weiran spoke, he took out his notebook.

In fact, he also had many things left undone.

With so many days without work, even with Qin Ning and Xia Yanle's assistance, he couldn't finish all the work; the pile of tasks that required his personal attention was enormous.

He opened his laptop and casually praised Qin Ning's home internet speed, saying it was much faster than the company's.

He soon became engrossed in the document.

This made the sickly young lady grit her teeth in anger.

Damn it, you filthy corporate slave!

You're very knowledgeable! You act according to workplace requirements.

I asked you to have a late-night snack with me, and you agreed, even staying to keep me company while I worked overtime.

But is this the kind of class I want to take?

It really is like that famous workplace saying: "You can't let people say you didn't try; you can only say you didn't put your heart into it."

You're only giving me your best, not your best!

If you're truly devoted to me, you should come into my room and see my big, soft bed!

Qin Ning puffed out her cheeks and opened her notebook, her heart filled with anger.

I used to think men who worked hard were really handsome, but now the more I look at him, the angrier I get.

Oh, so you're keeping me company while I work overtime?

Qin Ning had a sudden inspiration, and a calculating smile appeared on her lips.

"Brother Weiran, could you do me a favor?" Her tone was serious yet sweet, and she was very polite.

"...?"

“I’m selecting some concept art for a new streamer, but I’m not satisfied with any of the ones that have been submitted. Could you please sit down and pose for me a few times, just for reference?”

Bai Weiran: …………?

But aren't all the virtual YouTubers in the company women?

What pose did Qin Ning want him to strike?

Not one of those anime catgirls who lie on the ground with their butt sticking up, right?

That's really a bit outrageous.

He considered it, but did not refuse.

Qin Ning didn't ask him to strike a strange catgirl pose, but instead demanded a posture of being imprisoned in a chair, and then pulled out a rope and tied him up in circles.

After confirming that she was securely tied up, she returned to her seat and began working under Bai Weiran's puzzled gaze, ignoring him who was tied up beside her.

"…………? Qin Ning, what are you doing?"

Qin Ning glanced at him, flicked her smooth long hair, rested her chin on her hand, her beauty mark under her eye was extremely charming, and a hint of aloofness flashed in the corner of her eye. She shifted her position, leaning back in the chair, looking incredibly alluring.

"It's nothing."

"Didn't Brother Weiran say he'd keep me company while I work overtime?"

"Since you're going to work overtime with me, then you should just stay and work overtime with me properly—"

"I don't want you to work while I'm working overtime, I just want you to be there beside me while I'm working overtime."

Bai Weiran: ………………! ! !

He never imagined this day would come.

Holy crap, he was tied up and forced to watch others work in front of him.

He quickly realized that this was a crazy torture for a workaholic, and he felt uncomfortable all over, as if ants were crawling all over him.

"Qin Ning, what's the point of tying me up...?" He was both amused and exasperated, trying to reason with her.

"Working in pairs is more efficient!"

Qin Ning extended an index finger and gently shook it at him.

"...No, I think I'm most efficient when I work alone."

"Because when Brother Weiran is working, he only works and doesn't look at me."

“But when I’m the only one working, Wei Ran can’t work. Wei Ran is so upset that he’ll keep watching me work. When you’re watching me, my work efficiency skyrockets—” She covered her chest and sighed. The light in her eyes dimmed, but the smile on her lips became more cunning. She covered her red lips and rested her cheek on her hand.

"Brother Weiran, I'm so happy that you're staring at me like that—"

He could understand the pain of needing something from someone and longing for it but being unable to get it.

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