Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

The bell rang to signal the end of evening self-study. Shen Yu carried both of their bags, and Lin Anran walked beside him, holding his hand, as they returned home together.

Another day has passed, and it's time for Lin Anran's most anticipated moment: the time she and Shen Yu can spend alone at home.

After they got home, they took showers one after the other.

Lin Anran, dressed in pajamas with her hair loosely tied back with a shark clip, revealing her fair neck, sat on the sofa, waiting for Shen Yu to finish showering.

After washing up, Shen Yu dried her hair, came out in her pajamas, sat down on the sofa, and picked up a book from the coffee table.

Lin Anran snuggled closer to him, clutching a soft square cushion. She didn't move immediately, but simply sat down next to him and quietly watched him for a while.

"Are you tired?" she asked softly, her gaze falling on the lines of his neck as he leaned back slightly.

"It's alright," Shen Yu replied softly, turning a page of her book.

Lin Anran put down the cushion and gently patted her legs...

"Come closer, let me massage you, we agreed on that during the day..."

Shen Yu's gaze followed her words, landing on the legs clad in thin pajama bottoms...

His throat moved slightly, his gaze shifted uncomfortably for a moment, then returned, his voice lower than usual:

"Do you really want me to... press it?"

"Of course!" Lin Anran nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling, and said:

"A massage really makes you feel a lot better! Trust me!"

Her tone was natural and frank. Shen Yu looked into her clear yet persistent eyes, remained silent for two seconds, and finally gave a soft "hmm" as if in resignation.

He closed the book, his body stiffening as he slowly turned around, his movements hesitant.

Then, carefully, he gradually shifted his upper body weight onto her, finally lying down completely, his cheek gently resting on her closed legs.

For a moment, Shen Yu's body stiffened; Lin Anran's legs appeared even more flexible than hers.

Shen Yu rested her head on it, and could still smell the sweet fragrance...

A reassuring sense of comfort enveloped him, and even the tension in the back of his neck seemed to ease slightly...

The moment he settled down, Lin Anran held her breath for a second, staring at Shen Yu lying on her lap, a smile playing on her lips.

I also felt a sense of satisfaction...

She composed herself, clearing her mind of all distractions, and focused on reaching out her hand, her fingertips gently touching the skin on the back of his neck.

The muscles there appeared somewhat stiff from constantly looking down.

Her technique was indeed clumsy. At first, she just awkwardly rubbed with her palms, sometimes with light pressure and sometimes with heavy pressure, and she couldn't quite find the right spot.

But she was extremely serious, her brows slightly furrowed, trying hard to recall the massage video she had found online when Shen Yu was taking a shower, and tried to press the acupoints on both sides of her cervical spine with the pads of her thumbs.

"Is it here?" she asked softly, pressing her fingertips slightly on a spot.

"Mmm..." Shen Yu let out a muffled response from her throat, the sound muffled between her legs.

This response encouraged Lin Anran, and she slowly found her footing, her finger strength becoming more stable.

Following the muscle fibers, press and massage patiently in circles, one stroke at a time.

The soreness gradually dissipated as she massaged and pressed, transforming into a warm, tingling relaxation that spread from the back of the neck to the shoulders and back.

Shen Yu closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually blurring amidst the comfort and soft touch beneath him, almost falling asleep.

Lin Anran's wrists ached from massaging, but she refused to stop.

Because she saw Shen Yu's comfortable expression, that expression was the greatest encouragement and motivation for her...

Even if it's just to watch a little longer, she's willing to keep pressing the button...

Shen Yu was almost falling into a deep sleep in this comfort and tranquility, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

At this moment, Lin Anran's soft voice rang out:

"Shall I massage your back again? Your lower back must be sore from sitting all day, right?"

Shen Yu's consciousness was pulled back somewhat. He turned his head, his voice heavy with drowsiness and nasal tone, and came out in a muffled voice:

"...No need... My neck feels much better, I don't need to massage my back anymore... You must be tired, thank you for your hard work."

"Not tired at all, not tired at all!" Lin Anran immediately shook her head and gently pushed his shoulder:

"Lie down on the sofa, let me give you a massage, okay?"

Hearing Lin Anran's coquettish voice, Shen Yu's heart softened. She was just giving him a massage, yet she was acting all cute...

He paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

After saying that, he propped himself up and slowly got off her lap.

He lay down on the sofa as instructed, burying his face in his arms, with only the back of his neck and part of his face showing.

Lin Anran moved to his side and looked at his broad shoulders and back, which were stretched out on the sofa. Even though they were covered by his pajamas, his outline was still clearly visible.

She bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of her pajamas, her voice lowered, tinged with a hint of probing:

"Um... I... can I sit on top? It'll be easier to exert force that way..."

Shen Yu's body stiffened for a moment, her face buried in her arms, making it impossible to see her expression.

There was a two-second silence before his muffled, emotionless voice rang out:

"OK."

With permission, Lin Anran took a deep breath. She carefully stepped over his legs and then slowly shifted some of her weight onto the area between Shen Yu's waist and hips.

Even through the clothes, even though she was being very careful, when she pressed down on him, Shen Yu could still clearly feel the softness and warmth...

Why is she still so soft... Lin Anran's whole body is so soft, isn't it?

His Adam's apple bobbed, his breathing momentarily softened, and all the muscles in his body tensed involuntarily for a instant before he forced himself to slowly relax...

Lin Anran was also extremely nervous; she could feel her body tense up instantly.

She quickly focused her mind, placed her hands on his back, and began to massage him through his pajamas.

"Is...is it a bit sore here?" She tried to make her voice sound normal, pressing her fingertips on the middle of his shoulder blades.

"Hmm." Shen Yu's voice was even hoarse, with a hint of suppressed emotion.

I pressed it a few times, and it rubbed against the fabric of my clothes, which was a bit uncomfortable.

Lin Anran pursed her lips, then suddenly thought of something...

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes darting away, while her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the fabric of his pajamas. She spoke softly:

"Um... Shen Yu... how about you take off your shirt? That way... it'll be easier for me to find a place to exert force, and... it won't tear your clothes..."