The Improper Strategy of Yandere

"In order to use his connections to find a way to cure your legs, he went to Europe, which was dominated by the Germans, to look for cutting-edge medical technology. He didn't say a word even when those evil zealots made things difficult for him and played insulting music for him."

Gently wiping away the tears on Xi Nanfeng's face, Ye Tangxin pouted and said, "Brother He Xiao actually cares about you a lot. He is not afraid of the eyes of the world at all. He also said and did so. It's just you..."

"You care too much, you think too much about him and too little about yourself. You're not cruel at all... That's why you lose everything. I'm different. If I want something, I must get it."

This was not hypnosis, she was just telling the truth. In her previous life, Brother He Xiao was just this persistent and stubborn. Ye Tang could vaguely feel that in his heart, she was not as important as this paralyzed woman.

Holding the boy's hand, Xi Nanfeng's hand moved closer, as if the subconscious had expected it. The fingers slowly interlocked and finally became inseparable.

Leaning over and whispering, the thin girl felt a little sad, but still said to Xi Nanfeng in the most serious tone: "Do you believe that your Xiao Xiao loves you more than anything else?"

"Xiao Xiao..."

"In ten years, has he ever felt the slightest dislike for you? Has he ever complained about you? Do you really want your Xiao Xiao to dig out his heart to prove himself?"

Ye Tangxin said nothing more. She believed that Brother He Xiao had done everything to the extreme, and nothing was more touching than action.

It was visibly that Xi Nanfeng's body was trembling slightly, and a confused tremor came out of his mouth, faintly exuding the hot fragrance of Lan Ting.

In the end, everything turned into a blooming peaceful smile.

Ye Tangxin tilted his head and looked for a while before he noticed a faint sound of water in the silent space. The expression on his face suddenly became wonderful, revealing a gloating smile.

"What on earth is this stupid woman thinking? It can't be that Brother He Xiao confessed his feelings to her... He will be busy tomorrow morning."

It has become a habit over the years that he would wake up slowly without being called. He Xiao slowly opened his eyes and found his hand being tightly held by someone.

When he turned his head, he saw the dignified face that had been haunting him. Only then did he realize that his schoolmate had stayed overnight at his house last night and he and Xi Nanfeng had slept together.

It gets bright quickly in early summer, and it was already white outside. He Xiao looked at her face quietly. Xi Nanfeng was only twenty-seven this year, not too old, but not too young either.

She stays at home every day and rarely goes out, and she doesn't need to wear makeup, but her skin is as smooth as tofu, full of collagen, and you can almost see the capillaries under the texture with just a little natural light.

Don't be obsessed with beauty! He Xiao stood up and naturally woke up Xi Nanfeng who was holding his hand. She rubbed her eyes and smiled foolishly at the boy as if she didn't react.

She almost forgot most of her dream the moment she woke up, but she was still subconsciously happy. She couldn't tell why, but she just felt that Xiao Xiao was particularly...

"Get up, come, I'll change your clothes." He Xiao patted her thigh, but immediately found something wrong, his hand felt clammy and cold.

Xi Nanfeng came to his senses and immediately blushed, stammering, "I, I, I... I couldn't control myself, so... how could this happen."

He Xiao touched her bun soothingly and lifted the cool mat, revealing a large wet area underneath that gave off a faint sour smell.

Fortunately, it was a cool mat, and the water flowed through the cracks to the mattress below, so the two people lying on the bed were not woken up at night.

"Let me wipe you clean first." He Xiao carried Xi Nanfeng out. The door of the master bedroom where the school girl slept was closed, so she should not have woken up yet.

He put her on the stool and locked the door. He Xiao ran his fingertips over her legs and said with a smile, "Your legs are all covered with it. You still need to take a shower."

Xi Nanfeng awkwardly grabbed his hand and stopped him from touching the stained skin: "Will you make it in time? Or should I do it myself..."

He Xiao had already turned on the shower to test the water temperature. "There's a parents' meeting this morning. They probably won't be that strict. There are only adults sitting in the classroom."

Xi Nanfeng was slightly startled, and took off her nightgown on her own initiative. She put one hand across her chest and the other hand on her pubic bone, deceiving herself and tilting her head unnaturally.

He Xiao put a shower cap on her and poured hot water on her: "Is it hot?"

The paralyzed woman nodded, letting the large and small drops of water slide down her cold white skin and gather into a handful in her palm that was blocking her body. She quickly spread her fingers to let the hot water flow down.

When He Xiao was scrubbing carefully, Xi Nanfeng suddenly whispered, "Xiao Xiao, can I go to the parents' meeting?"

The young man raised his head, and when he looked up at her, he found her delicate, voluptuous, mature body particularly attractive. Combined with the shyness on her face, she exuded a beautiful attraction.

"Do you want to go? Then I'll go faster." As if her resistance in the past few days did not exist at all, He Xiao responded naturally with a natural expression on his face.

He didn't ask why, and there was no need to ask. It made no difference to him whether she went or not. She was still the person he cherished the most and cared about the most.

He Xiao draped the bath towel over Xi Nanfeng's shoulders, then half-knelt down to dry her legs.

The paralyzed older sister had no choice but to wipe her upper body with a stern face. When the towel in the boy's hand crossed over his knees, she gently pushed his head away a little.

"I can reach it here. I can clean it myself."

He Xiao smiled helplessly: "How many times have I seen it? Are you still embarrassed?"

"No...no." Xi Nanfeng turned her head to look at the mirror. From this angle, it seemed as if Xiao Xiao was squatting with his head buried in her abdomen.

Chapter 36 Departure for School

"Hey..." His cheeks suddenly felt hot and he was panicking. Xi Nanfeng pulled the towel tighter and urged the boy, "Go and do your work. I'll be done in a moment by brushing my teeth and washing my face."

"Then I'll go cook." He Xiao left, and Xi Nanfeng quickly locked the door. He finally relaxed his numb muscles, sighed slowly, turned on the faucet, took a handful of water, and lowered his head to wash again.

As soon as He Xiao arrived in the living room, he found a hot breakfast on the table. There was a note under the bowl: Brother He Xiao, I went back and made breakfast for you and Sister Xi. I also took your clothes away.

She still remembers doing his laundry.

He Xiao thought for a moment and looked at the dirty clothes basket. Not only his short-sleeved shirt was missing, but even his underwear was missing. She must have packed them all away out of shyness without taking a closer look.

The master bedroom was tidy, with a thin quilt folded into a small piece and placed at the end of the bed. In addition to Xi Nanfeng's unique mature and charming body fragrance, it was also mixed with the girl's unique youthful fragrance.

The school girl is so cute. He Xiao changed his clothes and packed his schoolbag when Xi Nanfeng called him.

"Have you finished washing up?" He Xiao pushed the door open, picked up the woman wrapped in a bath towel, and gently placed her on the stool in front of the dressing table.

"What do you want to wear?"

Xi Nanfeng raised his head after hearing that, and quietly looked at himself in the mirror, and chuckled, "Xiao Xiao, I'll wear whichever one you like."

Are they letting her choose? He Xiao glanced at the empty closet. She didn't go out for many years, so there weren't many clothes to choose from.

He took down a knitted fitted dress, the off-white color was very elegant: "This one looks good."

"Oh~" Xi Nanfeng's eyes lit up, and he covered his mouth and teased: "Xiao Xiao has good taste. This piece is from a long time ago. I bought it when I was probably only sixteen years old."

She stroked the fabric gently: "It's well preserved. After all, it's only been worn a few times." Since she became paralyzed, she has never bought any bright-colored clothes.

The few new clothes she had were all in dark tones to offset her age and make her look more mature.

"I don't know if it will fit me." Xi Nanfeng gestured on himself, pointed at the bedside table and urged He Xiao: "Xiao Xiao, there are still some underwear, go get it for me."

The drawer is full of bright colors, which are the opposite of the tone of her outer clothes. In essence, she is still a pure girl.

He Xiao didn't hesitate for too long and picked out two black ones with lace edges. Xi Nanfeng rolled his eyes at him in reproach, and He Xiao said generously, "Didn't you let me choose the one I like?"

"Heh~" With a kind of coquettish tone, the paralyzed woman lifted her shoulders and took off her bath towel. She turned her back to He Xiao, her arms flying diagonally and her fair skin blurred. She put on her clothes quickly, with the snow-capped mountains hanging upside down and the waves clustered together.

Just when He Xiao thought that she would blush and ask him to help her put the panties on her legs, she bent down and moved her feet lightly, and the black lace was slung diagonally across her fair skin.

When she bent over, her body was curved, exaggeratingly showing off her plump and deep waist along her naked back.

Under He Xiao's admiring gaze, she was only slightly shy, but more of a proud and unmoved person. She stretched out her hand and said, "Give me my skirt."

Compared with the young girl in her twenties with lofty ambitions in the past, the only difference between her and him is that she has a more mature body and only one person in her heart.

The good thing about the knitted short-sleeved dress is that it is slim-fitting and elastic, and can easily accommodate girls who are plump compared to Girls' Generation.

After putting on her safety pants, Xi Nanfeng simply tied her hair into a ponytail and waved her hand: "Okay! That's it!"

"That's it?" He Xiao circled around her twice, snapped his fingers and said, "I need another pair of stockings!"

"Black stockings and a white skirt look ugly together!" Xi Nanfeng shook her head. She was just a homebody, not that she had forgotten about aesthetics.

He Xiao squatted down and searched in the bedside table: "I remember there is a pair of white stockings."

Xi Nanfeng's body stiffened, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Xiao Xiao remembers it very clearly." That was the first time the boy asked her to wear stockings.

It wasn't even bought, but He Xiao "borrowed" it from Jian Li. He forced her to wear it, then got it dirty, washed it, and dried it - and finally she put it away carefully.

"Sister Xi even wrapped it up specially?" He Xiao finally found it in a small box, stuffed at the innermost part of the drawer.

"This belongs to Jian Li! You have to return it finally, right?" Xi Nanfeng said something he didn't even believe. Xiao Xiao had fooled around with the stockings, so how could he possibly return it to Li Zi?

She felt an unspeakable sense of guilt for wearing that innocent girl's clothes and then being desecrated.

He Xiao half-knelt on the ground and grabbed one of her feet: "So, today is a good time to pass through and let Li Zi see it. If she finds it, then give it back to her."

"Xiao Xiao, you are such a fool. Why are you like this..." She sighed and let him do whatever he wanted.

The slender calves wrapped in two pieces of stockings have graceful curves, sliding down along the streamline of the toes, revealing every delicate detail of the delicate figure.

"No makeup?" He Xiao asked.

"I am naturally beautiful!" The woman in the wheelchair was in very good spirits today. She was not at all cautious and hesitant as she was when she went out in the past.

She didn't know the specific reason, but she had a vague subconscious feeling that she was no longer afraid that He Xiao would lose face in front of others because of her.

Coming out to finish the breakfast prepared by Ye Tangxin, Xi Nanfeng immediately realized that such a sumptuous meal could not be prepared by He Xiao in such a short time in the morning.

"Ye Tangxin... is quite sensible." Xi Nanfeng said with a wry smile. The little vixen was so attentive, she must have big plans!

She really, really disliked that skinny girl anyway - cooking to please her was useless! She still liked the stupid girl Jian Li.

Going downstairs was a hassle as the old community building had no elevator. He Xiao first moved the wheelchair downstairs, then went home, carried his elder sister downstairs, and pushed her to the bus stop.

Fortunately, at the age of fifteen, his body was already that of a grown-up young man with a well-proportioned physique. Under the education of the "Six Arts of a Gentleman" that Lan Fang had dug out from the pile of old papers, he could even feel his bulging muscles.

Moving the older sister was not particularly difficult, and the combination of a young woman and a teenager getting in and out of the bus naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Xi Nanfeng didn't care about their expressions or whispers. As long as she looked up and saw He Xiao's focused and determined face, she would feel warm in her heart.

She only cares about one person. As long as he doesn't think of himself as a burden and doesn't dislike her for holding him back, nothing else matters.

The school is particularly lively today. Students, big and small, led their parents into the school gate like a stream, and then slowly flowed into classrooms of different grades.

I met Xiao C downstairs of the teaching building. She was pulling a middle-aged woman who was taking pictures of the classroom and urging her to go up quickly.

Chapter 37 Sister Freed from Anxiety

"Aren't you just speechless?" Considering the presence of his parents, Little C did not pat his shoulder carelessly, but spoke in a reserved and low voice.

"I have a good sister here, how can I be absent?" He Xiao picked up Xi Nanfeng by the waist and hit him angrily, "Good brother, help me bring the wheelchair up."

Chen Xiaoxi muttered, "Who is your brother?" But she still picked up the wheelchair with great effort: "Mom! Stop taking pictures! Come and help me!"

Mother Chen put down her phone, looked at the beauty in the boy's arms with regret, and said perfunctorily: "Didn't your brother ask you to do that?"

"Hehe...Brothers? They're sisters!" Little C grunted as he carried the wheelchair to the second floor. It wasn't actually heavy, but the two big wheels made it difficult to grip and exert force.

"I'll treat you to dinner later." He Xiao had already carried Xi Nanfeng to the classroom and was sitting there. When he was going downstairs, he saw Xiao C actually helping him move the things, so he quickly reached out to take them and said gratefully.

The parent-teacher meeting was just the teacher repeating the same old stuff about how important studying is. He Xiao stood outside and looked at Xi Nanfeng through the glass window.

After getting He Xiao's promise, she curiously flipped through the books and homework in the drawer, occasionally looking back at herself, and when she was sure that he was outside, she smiled slightly.

"Let's ask He Xiao's sister to introduce some methods to encourage children to study." The head teacher took the lead in applauding according to the fixed procedure, and the crowd below was bustling but not very enthusiastic.

The middle-aged teacher glared at the teenager outside with a bit of resentment. He had told him a few days ago that it was inconvenient for the parents to come, so he planned to cancel this session.

In the end, they still came today, and I had to revise the prepared manuscript. What I am most worried about is that the parents are not well prepared and the speech becomes a mess, which would be a problem.

Thinking of this, the head teacher coughed twice and emphasized: "Student He Xiao achieved a good result in this midterm exam, ranking fifth in the grade and first in the class."

After saying this, he cast his gaze towards a young woman who was a little too beautiful. She was sitting quietly, her waist straight, a peaceful smile on her unmade-up head.

He Xiao walked in, picked up the woman, and helped her sit down in front of the podium in front of the surprised eyes of the parents.

Xi Nanfeng simply said that his legs were inconvenient, then he held He Xiao's arm with one hand and said softly: "You want me to share my educational experience... As far as Xiao Xiao is concerned, it actually depends on his self-awareness."

The tone was soft and the pronunciation was clear. Although there was no specific parenting method, the content of Xi Nanfeng's impromptu chat could be summarized in one sentence:

My Xiao Xiao is so awesome! A humble, hardworking, filial young man of the new era, He Xiao almost blushed when he heard this.

The head teacher finally had to tactfully interrupt the elder sister when she was talking about how worry-free He Xiao was, and asked Xi Nanfeng to leave.

Little C outside said enviously: "Your sister is praising you so much, I wish I had a sister too."

He Xiao didn't react at all. Xiao C couldn't accept that no one was listening to her, so she elbowed He Xiao: "Did you listen to me? Your sister has changed a lot."

There has indeed been a big change, He Xiao thought. For the last parent-teacher meeting, she was well prepared. Not only did she write a manuscript, she also put on makeup and dressed up, and got up in the early morning to pack.

But in the end, due to psychological pressure, only one-tenth of the preparation was used, which could be called an accident scene - although the reactions of the parents now are similar to last time.

Everyone listened to her with numb faces. Of course, no one would be interested in listening to the stories of "other people's children".

They only use these clichés when educating their own children.

But Xi Nanfeng's spirit was visibly different. She chose her clothes casually, with her makeup bare and no affectation at all, and she talked freely without a trace of embarrassment.

On the street or in the classroom, there seemed to be no difference to her from being at home. Her eyes were fixed on her as calmly as water.

He Xiao grinned and looked at her, giving her a thumbs up in encouragement. Xi Nanfeng raised her head and nodded slightly. She was once appointed as the principal dancer of ballet. She had a long, white neck and her every move was extremely graceful.

The parent-teacher meeting did not last long. The head teacher announced the start of the five-day holiday and people dispersed in a crowd. Some of them followed the head teacher to discuss issues.