For a long time, Lu Yan had told himself that playing meek and submissive around Xia Miao was all for the sake of one day devouring her. Now that the day had finally come, he was consumed by a feverish excitement.
The young man opened his mouth and leaned toward the girl’s vulnerable neck, ready to sink his teeth in. But the moment his lips touched her skin, he instinctively softened the motion—less of a bite, more of a kiss.
Suddenly, he realized he didn’t want to eat her after all.
If he did, there would be no one left to sneak him snacks, to dry his damp hair, to hold him while he slept, or to care for him with such tenderness.
Lu Yan’s throat bobbed as he gently pulled back. "Miao Miao, I can’t eat you."
Xia Miao had already braced herself to be stripped bare. Hearing this, she opened her eyes and stared at him in confusion. "Why?"
"I just… can’t."
Her gaze drifted downward, settling on the critical area between his waist and thighs. "You… can’t?"
Lu Yan nodded earnestly. "Yeah, I can’t."
Xia Miao’s expression remained blank. She was convinced he was messing with her—especially since he was completely naked, leaving nothing to the imagination.
The healthy hue, the enticing curve, the sheer appeal—none of it suggested any form of "can’t."
"Do you think I’m not attractive?"
A stray lock of hair stuck up from Lu Yan’s head as he blinked in bewilderment, unsure why she’d ask such a thing.
Xia Miao prided herself on being a flawless young lady. How could any boy not be drawn to her beauty? His claim of "can’t" felt like a direct insult.
Rolling up her sleeves, she fixed him with a determined glare. "Fine. Let’s see if you really can’t!"
Before Lu Yan could react, the girl pounced, knocking him to the ground. His bare state only made things easier for her.
In the dimly lit room, the bedsheets lay crumpled in disarray.
No one could quite decipher how the aggressive girl launched her assault, but soon, the only sounds were the boy’s helpless protests.
"No… Miao Miao!"
"Not there… not there!"
"It’s too much… keep… keep touching me…"
By the dead of night, silence had reclaimed the world.
Xia Miao lounged against the headboard, lazily sucking on a lollipop, replenishing her energy with sugar. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips.
Beside her, the boy remained curled under the blankets.
After a long while, pale fingers clutched the sheets as he slowly peeked out. His eyes were still red, the bandages on his face askew. His gaze lingered on Xia Miao’s profile—until she turned to look at him, at which point he immediately yanked the covers back over his head.
Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar rush of pleasure, shame consumed him.
He’d never known "eating" could mean this. But he had to admit, Xia Miao’s version of "eating" was far more thrilling than his own.
Hidden beneath the blankets, Lu Yan secretly counted on his fingers, replaying the events in his mind.
Had he lasted long enough? Had she been satisfied? Though new to this, his male instincts told him it mattered.
Suddenly, Xia Miao yanked the covers aside and slipped in beside him. "Lu Yan, what are you doing?"
Embarrassed, he withdrew the seven fingers he’d been counting on. "Nothing."
She nestled into his arms, her fingers tracing his waist—his most ticklish spot. He squirmed, laughing helplessly as he caught her hand.
"Tell me the truth, or I’ll tickle you!"
Under her threat, he shrank back, then leaned close to whisper in her ear.
Xia Miao looked up at him. "Why overthink it? You were amazing!"
Lu Yan’s lashes fluttered shyly. "But… the first time, I didn’t even… I just…"
Like a novice driver on the highway, he’d stalled before even entering the tunnel, too overwhelmed by the intensity.
Luckily, Xia Miao—a seasoned "driver" in theory—helped him restart the engine. On his second attempt, he finally made it through.
Though inexperienced, some instinct told him he hadn’t done well enough.
But Xia Miao curled against him, grinning. "No matter what, Lu Yan is the best. I love it."
His ears burned red as the temperature under the blankets rose. "Really?"
"Of course!" She cupped his face and planted several loud kisses. "Even if it was short, it was adorable!"
Lu Yan: "…"
For some reason, he suddenly felt displeased again.
Then, Xia Miao nudged his leg. "Lu Yan, there’s something important you need to do."
The boy only wanted to hold her and sleep, limbs tangled around her possessively. He mumbled half-heartedly, "What?"
"Buy emergency contraception."
His eyes widened.
Rumors spread that the school store had been robbed—not just of emergency pills, but every single condom.
For those constantly teetering on the edge of life and death, finding someone to "pass the time" with was a common stress reliever. But now, with all protection gone, everyone wondered which bitter loner had committed this insane act of social sabotage. Though the culprit remained unknown, the collective hatred for this despicable lunatic was unanimous.
Lu Yan sneezed for days straight, convinced Xia Miao had drained his vitality. Ever since their first time, her dorm window had been left open every night.
Sharp as ever, Lu Yan recognized this as her subtle invitation. So night after night, he slipped in—only to be pounced on, nibbled, and devoured.
This woman… insatiable!
Xia Miao, too, was exhausted. She slumped over her desk, barely awake.
Fang Keai gave her a concerned look. "Miao Miao, didn’t you sleep well last night?"
"I slept too well."
Fang Keai looked puzzled.
Lately, the stifling heat had made Xia Miao crave fresh air. But every time she opened her window, Lu Yan would scurry in like a mouse—impossible to stop.
Then he’d strip without prompting, standing bashfully before her with those dead-fish eyes full of unspoken longing, his body still marked from her previous "inhumane" treatments.
Damn it. With him offering himself up like that, how could she resist?
So, inevitably, another fierce battle would ensue.
Her drowsy eyes flicked to the window, catching a rustling movement in the branches outside. Her expression darkened as she glared.
The young man hid among the lush branches and leaves, but when his gaze accidentally met hers, his entire body shuddered.
Damn, she's using those eyes to tempt him again—how could anyone resist?
