Oh no, my deskmate is a yandere!

"If you really want me to be healthy..."

"Shhh."

He was only halfway through his sentence when the woman, as if she had already guessed what he was going to say, pressed her index finger against his moist lips.

Yang An looked at the woman with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Nianxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her affectionate gaze was fixed on his pupils.

At that moment, he even felt as if his soul had been forcibly pulled out of his body, leaving him naked and at the mercy of the woman's scrutiny.

Those thoughts and desires to escape.

The analysis was thorough and complete.

There is no privacy.

There is no self.

Jiang Nianxi exhaled softly, and a thin layer of moisture quickly rose in the dry, cold room.

"Good boy/girl."

She murmured, "It rained yesterday, you know?"

"Yes, I know."

baffling.

The thunder last night even woke him up.

Yang An didn't know what the point of asking this was.

He steeled himself and met the other person's deeply affectionate gaze, asking in return, "What are you trying to say?"

Jiang Nianxi withdrew her small hand and sat back down in her seat.

He gives off a very relaxed demeanor.

She replied with a smile, "After we finish eating, let's go to the rooftop to soak up some sun."

"..."

Yang An lowered his head, picked up the spoon, and ate the food one spoonful at a time.

My fingertips were trembling slightly.

On the table in front of me, there was a plate of steamed buns.

Although Jiang Nianxi today is no different from usual.

At most, she's just a little gentler.

When the soup in the bowl was completely finished, only one steamed bun remained.

He put down his chopsticks and wanted to tear off two tissues to wipe his mouth.

Jiang Nianxi reacted faster than him, grabbing the whole pack of tissues before his hand could even touch them.

His hand froze in mid-air.

His puffed-out cheeks hadn't subsided when his questioning gaze passed over the steamed buns and landed on the woman's face.

"Finish eating."

The woman didn't say much, just two simple words.

"Hmm."

Yang An chewed the steamed bun in his mouth with difficulty, then shook his head to indicate his refusal.

He really couldn't eat anymore.

The meal consisted of one bowl of savory soup and eight steamed buns.

He ate five by himself.

Jiang Nianxi has a small appetite and only ate two.

The taste was pretty good, but I wanted to finish the last one...

Yang An's Adam's apple bobbed.

"eat."

Jiang Nianxi ignored her, her faint smile unchanged, and her voice still gentle.

"Well……"

After finally managing to swallow what was in his mouth, Yang An coughed a few times.

He pleaded in a low voice, "I'm full, can I...?"

"No, oh dear, that would be such a waste, it's all my good intentions."

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Me, eat it?" Jiang Nianxi was a little stunned, pointing to herself.

If I eat one more, my stomach can't handle it, and I'll throw up.

In order not to eat the last steamed bun, Yang An had no choice but to say, "I'm already very full, but... look at yourself, you're so thin, how can you eat just that little bit?"

"Me..."

To everyone's surprise, after hearing this, Jiang Nianxi suddenly glanced down and said meaningfully, "Am I thin or not?"

"Don't you know best?"

"What do I know?"

Yang An didn't immediately grasp the deeper meaning behind the words.

But after only a few seconds, his gaze shifted downwards and settled on the woman's impressive breasts.

"..."

His face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth: "Jiang Nianxi, I'm just worried about you, can you please stop having all this...shady stuff on your mind all the time!"

"I didn't say anything, you were the one who came up with it, weren't you?" Jiang Nianxi spread her hands, as if she were the most innocent one.

"you……"

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding."

She smiled and sighed, looking at the only remaining steamed bun on the plate, and slowly reached out her hand.

The yellowish-brown color of the steamed buns accentuated the fair and delicate skin.

"I don't know if your so-called 'concern' is genuine or feigned."

"It's true, I'm so happy."

"It's fake... but it doesn't matter."

She kept her head down, her tone nonchalant.

"But since you've said it, I accept it."

"..."

This woman...

Seeing her chewing the steamed bun in such a small, elegant way, Yang An couldn't help but think to himself, "Wow!"

Let her have a steamed bun.

Why is this so sentimental?

It's as if she's being asked to drink some kind of poison for her own sake.

If all she wants is to care about such cheap things...

That's really... strange.

"Let's go."

Women wash dishes very quickly.

Yang An had only been sitting for a short while when the woman took off her apron, wiped her hands, and came out of the kitchen.

"Wait for me at the door, I'm going to change my clothes."

As soon as she finished speaking, she winked and hummed a little tune as she walked toward Yang An's bedroom.

Since returning from the holiday, Jiang Nianxi went back to her home and moved all her clothes into Yang An's wardrobe.

Actually... you don't really need to change clothes to go up to the roof...

Yang An sat on the sofa, thinking to himself.

In the past, he would occasionally go for a drive on the rooftop.

Wearing pajamas is not a big problem.

Anyway, this building is quite old, and there aren't many people there...

A few minutes later, Jiang Nianxi came into his view.

"What are you doing...?"

Yang An frowned, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Jiang Nianxi had already taken off her pajamas.

That dark-colored long shirt and trousers, and the outer coat...aren't they your own clothes?

Why would she wear her own clothes instead of her own?

"Hmm, how is it?"

Jiang Nianxi smiled and twirled around on the spot: "Your clothes look good on you too."

"Don't you have any clothes...?"

"No, I'm wearing your clothes, won't you feel a sense of conquest?"

"What sense of conquest...?"

"I only willingly wear your clothes because I submit to you, don't I?"

"...Then you don't need to wear such thick clothes, you're almost like a dumpling."

Yang An knew he couldn't win an argument by arguing his own point, so he went along with her.

It's just a trip to the rooftop, not some crowded or noisy place.

Why... wrap yourself up so tightly?

"It makes you feel safe."

Jiang Nianxi habitually patted his head.

Having experienced this many times, Yang An had become accustomed to the other party touching him indiscriminately, so he did not show any disgust or protest.

Do I feel safe...?

He lowered his head and chuckled softly.

Giving him a sense of security is very simple.

Try to be less controlling, treat his privacy as his privacy, and don't always be overly concerned about everything.

That's already the best sense of security.

……

Perhaps because of the thunderstorms last night, the weather is quite sunny today.

The wind was strong, making my hair fly wildly.

The humidity is just right, and it smells very pleasant.

"I like this kind of weather."

The two leaned against the side, Jiang Nianxi's hair fluttering in the wind, her thoughts drifting away.

Perhaps it was just a simple echo.

Or perhaps it's a thought that comes from the heart.

Yang An closed his eyes and asked softly, "Why?"