Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"If we don't stick together, what will we do, sweetie?"

Jiang Nianxi put her hands under his armpits and hugged his back, their faces so close they were almost kissing.

Even the air between them seemed to have become extremely thick.

Depend on.

This woman is definitely doing this on purpose...

Yang An gritted his teeth and spat out a few words: "You...you sit up, please don't climb on top of me..."

"Oh...sit up."

Jiang Nianxi seemed to understand, but then slowly sat up straight.

However, whether intentionally or not, when I sat up, my lower back suddenly slumped.

"Well!"

Before he could even prepare himself, the sudden sensation made Yang An tilt his head back and groan.

Jiang Nianxi smiled, as if her scheme had succeeded.

She gently stroked the other person's face: "Is that so, sweetie?"

"..."

If this is a nightmare.

You'd better wake up soon.

Yang An looked at the tightly closed curtains, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

……

In the early morning, Yang An groggily opened his eyes, feeling a pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.

What the hell?

He looked closely and saw that the woman had fallen asleep right on top of him.

Her long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and a few strands of hair clung to her forehead and cheeks as she slept soundly.

"...Jiang, Nian, Xi!"

He pushed the woman away, but the next second, as if on autopilot, her hand quickly climbed back up.

At the same time, a dissatisfied groan rang out.

"What...it's not even dawn yet..."

"If you want to sleep, you can, but first loosen your grip on me. I'm hot." Yang An pushed me away again helplessly.

However, Jiang Nianxi's glue was indeed of superior quality.

No matter how many times you push them, you can immediately hug them.

To put it bluntly, he even thought Jiang Nianxi was actually a code-based being.

"...Stop pushing me, okay? Go to sleep..."

"I'm so hot..."

"It's not even dawn yet, if I wake up too early, I'll go back to sleep..."

"That's because you drew the curtains; you wouldn't feel it when it gets light."

"..."

"Hey, what are you doing? I told you not to push me!"

Jiang Nianxi got angry.

She sat up, her chest rising and falling slightly, looking languid as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"But I'm hot..."

Yang An was truly at his wit's end.

From night to morning, he held her so tightly that all of Jiang Nianxi's body heat was absorbed into his body, while his own heat was trapped and couldn't dissipate.

To be honest, I was literally woken up by the heat.

I wonder if this woman is hot or not.

"No, I don't care."

again and again.

As a result, Jiang Nianxi hugged him and suddenly kissed him.

"Hmm?"

Yang An looked bewildered, his hands still dangling on either side of the pillow.

Before him lay Jiang Nianxi's stunning beauty.

The woman didn't seem fully awake; her eyes were half-open, but her delicate tongue seemed to have been given a soul, taking from her mouth on its own.

As they were getting into it, the sudden kiss really made Yang An's brain explode.

and so……

What's going on here?

He blinked his slightly dry eyes. In the midst of the shutdown, his body seemed to have lost its commands, unsure of what to do.

He allowed the woman to kiss him.

"...Hmm."

Jiang Nianxi finally relented, slightly raising her head with sleepy eyes.

Seeing the young man's bewildered expression, she suddenly burst into a silly laugh.

"Sweetie, I like you so much..."

"..."

"I want to sleep with you for the rest of my life, kiss you for the rest of my life, and be your wife for the rest of my life."

"..."

She gently nuzzled Yang An's face, like a little animal begging for comfort.

"Sleep a little longer, sweetie, okay... Didn't you say you didn't sleep well? I'll sleep with you, then you won't be lonely..."

The tone, like coaxing a child, left Yang An momentarily dazed...

A familiar feeling of drowsiness washed over me.

"..."

Despite saying he was too hot to sleep, Yang An somehow managed to take a nap.

When he woke up again, the person next to him had disappeared.

That pressure vanished completely, leaving only the thin blankets pulled back up and covering my body.

"hiss……"

strangeness.

Yang An frowned and patted his head hard.

What time did I wake up?

Why am I still so confused after waking up?

I always feel dizzy and bloated, and I can't muster any energy.

He looked around. The light was very dim, and at first he could only see outlines. Later, after his eyes adjusted to the light, he could barely see clearly.

The curtains were still drawn, making the entire bedroom feel like an airtight basement.

Jiang Nianxi... still prefers dark places as always.

Yang An sat up, grabbed the clothes beside him, and was about to slowly put them on.

"Um?"

He paused, his gaze gradually moving upwards until it finally settled on the bedroom doorway.

A slight clicking sound was heard as the door hinges turned, and the bedroom door opened a crack.

Jiang Nianxi showed half her face, her beautiful eyes peering through the crack in the door.

"Good boy?"

"..."

Yang An lowered his eyes and continued putting on his clothes: "Come in and talk. Why are you hiding behind the door... it's creepy."

The door was pushed open completely.

The woman, still wearing an apron and carrying an apple, walked in.

She laughed and said, "I want to see if you're really awake or just pretending."

"What? There's such a thing as 'real' or 'fake' sleep?"

"You're always trying to lie to me... I remember it clearly last time, you little idiot, you sneaked out to steal my keys while I was sleeping, thinking I didn't know."

"..."

Having your secrets exposed is naturally not a pleasant experience.

Mentioning this reminded Yang An of the scene at the police station where he had previously opposed the Heavenly Gang.

He couldn't help but shiver.

I shouldn't have been fooled by that woman's aloof appearance back then.

How can your little mouth be so eloquent?

Jiang Nianxi handed him an apple: "I bought it last night. It's very sweet and not sour. Have one to wake yourself up."

Yang An took the apple and examined it closely. The surface was still wet, so it looked like it had just been washed.

He chuckled softly, "Is that so...?"

However, just as he took a bite of the apple, Jiang Nianxi suddenly changed her mind and took the apple back.

"Um?"

He looked up at the woman with a blank expression.

The woman tilted her head and smiled, then casually took a small bite.

The once smooth and tempting apple, when presented to Yang An again, now bore bite marks that utterly ruined its appearance.

There seemed to be a transparent liquid on it.

"..."

"Eat up, sweetie." Jiang Nianxi sat on the edge of the bed, her voice gentle and tender.

"good……"

Looking at the gap, perhaps it was the various actions he had taken over the past six months that made Yang An, who was originally a bit of a germaphobe, less averse to it.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Nianxi was still sitting beside them, showing no intention of leaving.

"You...don't keep staring at me."

Yang An turned his head away.

"I'll come down and help you in a bit, you can go out now."

"...No, I like watching you eat."