It wasn't until the deal fell through that I discovered all the young ladies were yanderes.

No, we can't let her have a new girlfriend...

He can only be himself...

Although she was unwilling to admit it, her sister's words kept echoing in her mind.

"You have to leave a mark on your own things, otherwise how will others know that they are yours?"

...

Marks, you know...

Small rubber band?

No, that kind of thing is too cliché, and it can be easily removed; some people wouldn't even care about it.

What should we use then...?

My...first time?

After this thought came to mind, An Ningying was startled by herself, but the thought lingered for a long time.

In that case, is there no way to remove the mark...?

"Hey, hey, An Ningying, are you going or not? If not, we're going home."

An Ningying snapped out of her reverie, realizing that she had been lost in thought about that scene. She slightly squeezed her legs together and looked up at Su Yu.

Although Su Yu still had a blank expression, he was somewhat speechless. He had already agreed to An Ningying's request, but she kept saying "Go, go."

It's like I was thinking about something and then my mind wandered.

An Ningying looked at his face, as if the neon lights were shining on him.

Bathed in light and shadow, his entire body shone, making his already handsome face even more alluring.

She slightly squeezed her legs together, and a strange, aching sensation rose between her thighs as she recalled her earlier thoughts. Her pretty face flushed again.

Su Yu glanced at her speechlessly: "So you know how to be shy? I've been calling you for ages, are you still not going to see the fountain?"

An Ningying realized what was happening and suppressed the strange feeling in her body. She tried to speak, but something seemed to be stuck in her throat.

What's stuck there...?

It was probably a laugh I had just suppressed.

"Go, go ahead."

Su Yu nodded, then quietly pulled her arm back, glanced at An Ningying who was still trying to hug her, and then warned:

"Friends shouldn't hold each other's arms all the time. I let you hold my arm just now because you were drunk. Now that you can walk on your own, why are you still holding my arm?"

An Ningying was so anxious she was about to cry. Why wouldn't he let her hold him anymore? She had been holding him comfortably just now. She looked at Su Yu with a pitiful expression, but Su Yu remained unmoved.

Su Yu realized she really couldn't let An Ningying hold her any longer. She quietly took a step back. While An Ningying was distracted, she had gotten her fill of the "perk"—An Ningying had been hugging her tighter and tighter...

When we were holding hands just now, we only touched each other occasionally, and even if we touched each other a lot, it would only last for a few seconds. But just now…

If I let her hold my arm any longer, I really won't be able to control myself...

He is sexually frigid, not sexually impotent...

Moreover, such intimate actions shouldn't be done too often, because the more you do, the more she'll like you and become dependent on you.

That won't do. Su Yu originally planned to get married after graduation.

Forget An Ningying, forget Lin Qingmeng, they're all gone.

He went to an unfamiliar city alone, got his degree, found a job, and started a good life.

To live out the rest of my life as an ordinary person.

An Ningying looked at Su Yu with a tearful expression, her voice even trembling with sobs: "I want it, I want it, I'm still dizzy, I want more, I want more."

Su Yu glanced at An Ningying expressionlessly. This situation couldn't be tolerated. An Ningying also saw Su Yu's determination. She took a step back and tried to grab Su Yu's hand.

However, Su Yu took two steps back, glanced at An Ningying who was still walking a little unsteadily, and reached out to hand her the corner of his clothes.

"If you're going to grab someone, grab this one. The rest is out of the question. You've already held onto him long enough today."

An Ningying stomped her foot, and Su Yu stared at her beautiful legs for a few seconds before looking away and continuing to offer the hem of his dress.

An Ningying: ...

A few minutes later, a pretty JK (high school girl) tugged at a boy's sleeve and walked behind him looking pitiful, like a stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner.

But An Ningying's heart was in turmoil at that moment.

Has it been long enough...?

If you leave a mark on him, you might leave a mark on him with your own...

Does that mean we can act with impunity...?

No, I can't have that kind of thought...

I've become strange...

55 White lace...

The park they were going to was quite large, and it had an artificial lake inside. Under the lights of the night, the artificial lake looked serene and mysterious.

There are also artificially bred fish in the lake, and if you look closely from the bridge, you can see a few fish swimming up from time to time.

The park wasn't far from where Su Yu and An Ningying had watched the movie; they arrived in just a short walk. An Ningying had been tugging at Su Yu's clothes the whole time, and she was holding a cup of milk tea in her hand.

At this moment, An Ningying's expression was no longer aggrieved. The main reason was the milk tea that Su Yu had bought for her. Su Yu couldn't stand her grumbling earlier.

An Ningying's resentful nagging was quite powerful, and Su Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to a roadside stall and bought her a cup of milk tea.

An Ningying gave him 1000 yuan, and Su Yu still didn't feel bad about spending 8 yuan. He thought it was a good deal to use 8 yuan to make himself feel comfortable for a while.

However, An Ningying is quite gifted in some ways to get even the usually stingy Su Yu to give her money.

Su Yu and An Ningying took a side path. The people there weren't very nice, and neither of them liked being in crowded places, especially An Ningying. What if Su Yu got taken advantage of by those lewd women?

There was no one on the path at this time. An Ningying walked beside Su Yu, and would occasionally bump into him because of her drunkenness (acting).

Although it was a narrow path, it wasn't too dark. The path wasn't very wide either, so the two of them were quite close at this point.

An Ningying was secretly pleased with herself, her eyes shining like stars. She moved a little closer to Su Yu and then handed her milk tea to him.

"Want some? It's really sweet, have a taste."

Su Yu glanced speechlessly at the milk tea that An Ningying had already drunk half of, and asked him to drink it without even changing the straw.

Su Yu turned her head away: "No, you drink it yourself. I don't really like things that are too sweet."

An Ningying didn't mind, took the milk tea back and took another sip. She seemed to suddenly remember something, and spoke in a smiling voice:

"You don't like sweet things? What can I do? I'm sweet too!"

She looked at him with smiling eyes, her radiant smile making him seem like the most beautiful work of art in the world. As she spoke, she held tightly to Su Yu's clothes.

Playful yet well-behaved.

Just as Su Yu was about to retort, "Are you drunk again?" An Ningying ran off, saying as she went:

"Swing, swing."

Su Yu glanced ahead and saw a swing sitting quietly there; that was An Ningying's target.

Although An Ningying was unsteady on her feet, she ran very fast. She sat on the swing, glanced at Su Yu, smiled gently, and said softly, "Why don't you help me push the swing, Sir Knight?"

What kind of weird role-playing is this?

Su Yu did not refuse. He walked behind her and gently pushed her, and she pushed back.

The swing was still swaying, and the princess on the swing happily squinted her eyes. Her skirt went up and down, and her perfectly shaped calves swayed back and forth.

It's really pretty, but it's a bit hard to control the recoil.

Every time her skirt swayed, it would reveal her safety shorts and snow-white thighs. Even though they were safety shorts, it still made people subconsciously make those associations. Su Yu turned her head away, her expression seemingly a little uncomfortable.

An Ningying realized what was happening and quickly stopped the swing. She covered her skirt with her hands, her pretty face flushed, and she lowered her head shyly.

A strange atmosphere brewed between the two. Su Yu's expression was calm, but he felt something was off inside.

My heart was racing, I felt completely lost and didn't know what to do. I felt a little panicked, like something was stuck in my throat, and my face felt hot.

This is…

How does it feel?

An Ningying jumped off the swing, took another sip of milk tea, glanced at Su Yu with feigned composure, and then froze, a huge surge of joy welling up inside her, making her unable to control herself.

His appearance...

Are you falling for her?

An Ningying's eyes lit up, and her breathing became a little rapid. Was this all she felt just from looking at the safety shorts...?

Actually, no, Su Yu wasn't moved. It was just that Lin Qingmeng's long-term efforts had finally paid off. If it were the Su Yu who was still seriously ill before, he wouldn't have reacted like this even if he saw An Ningying wearing nothing at all, let alone safety shorts...

Lin Qingmeng's plan was indeed very successful.

Treating Su Yu's illness can be difficult in some ways, but simple in others.

Drug treatment plus psychological support.

Lin Qingmeng has been providing psychological support for a long time, with countless psychological suggestions, countless stimuli, and countless behaviors. She has done a better job than a professional doctor.

drug…

Actually, Su Yu was already eating this every day when he was dating Lin Qingmeng; Lin Qingmeng would mix the medicine with rice and feed it to Su Yu…

Eat every day…

So actually, Su Yu's illness was slowly getting better, but he himself didn't realize that his emotions were becoming more and more intense.

It's a pity about Lin Qingmeng's efforts...

It seems like I've done all the work for someone else's benefit.

It's not certain that An Ningying will be the winner, because Su Yu is only in the early stages of completing the treatment and his ability to perceive emotions is very limited. Who knows, someone might come along and strike a chord with him soon.