If I Were to Lock Up Brother Ye

"Teacher really isn't being good."

Little Xue climbed onto Ye Yuan, her hands clamping tightly around his throat.

Ye Yuan's face instantly flushed with blood, and he found it difficult to breathe.

If this were a dream, how could this sensation of suffocation be so real?!

Regardless of whether it was a dream or not, Ye Yuan felt a sense of crisis.

If this continued, he might actually die!

"Why, why!"

"Why on earth is this happening!?"

The woman's voice sounded somewhat broken, and her entire body trembled slightly.

The strength in her hands increased even further.

Ye Yuan pounded the bed with all his might.

Damn it, can someone tell me why I ended up here for no reason?

The previous owner of this body was an absolute beast!

How could there be such a scumbag in this world?

Of all the people you could have provoked, you just had to go and provoke this crazy woman.

This woman is clearly a severe yandere!

Under Ye Yuan's movements, a sliver of clarity finally returned to Little Xue's eyes.

The hands she had clamped tightly around Ye Yuan's throat gradually loosened.

"I'm sorry, Teacher, it's Little Xue's fault. Did I hurt you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, wuwuwu..."

"Little Xue just loves you too much."

Released, Ye Yuan gasped for air.

You love me and yet you almost choked me to death; I'm speechless at your audacity.

I never expected such a pure and cute little beauty to be a yandere.

Damn it, help! Can someone come and take me, Ye Yuan, away?

My life is truly miserable.

"It's all Teacher's fault. Are you thinking about how to run away again?"

"Teacher had better not have any other ideas."

Little Xue reached out to touch Ye Yuan's face.

Ye Yuan turned his head, trying to avoid her hand, but Little Xue's other hand immediately gripped his chin, forcibly turning his face back.

"Don't hide!" Her voice suddenly turned cold, a glint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

"Teacher, the more you hide, the more I want to lock you up—lock you in a place where it's just the two of us, so you can't go anywhere."

"Little Xue, listen to me." Ye Yuan took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calmer.

"This isn't right. Since you call me your teacher, my feelings for you are those of a mentor, not..."

"Not what?" Little Xue suddenly smiled.

"Not romantic love? Teacher, are you sure?"

She leaned down abruptly, her red lips pressing heavily onto Ye Yuan's.

In that instant, Ye Yuan's mind went blank.

The woman's kiss carried an intense sense of possessiveness; she didn't just press her lips against his, but seemed to be venting some long-suppressed desire.

Ye Yuan tried to struggle, but his limbs were firmly bound by iron chains.

All he could do was passively endure the kiss, enduring Little Xue's unbridled plundering of his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Little Xue finally pulled away from his lips.

A thin, fine thread stretched between them.

Little Xue extended the tip of her tongue, gently licking away the silver thread, then narrowed her eyes as if savoring some peerless delicacy.

Slowly, and with extreme enjoyment, she swallowed the saliva she had plundered from Ye Yuan's mouth.

"Teacher's taste..." A misty haze clouded her eyes.

She looked as if she were intoxicated.

"It's truly so sweet."

Ye Yuan's lips were kissed until they were slightly red, and the mixed saliva of the two remained at the corners of his mouth.

"You're insane!"

"Yes, I've gone mad."

"From the day I first saw Teacher, I was already mad."

"You are mine, you are mine in this life, you will be mine in the next, you will be mine forever!"

Little Xue pulled out a knife. "Don't be afraid, Teacher, it won't hurt."

Ye Yuan shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Little Xue spoke with a face full of obsession, "Teacher, only in death can you stay obediently by my side."

"That way, we can be together forever."

Having said that, Little Xue thrust the knife toward Ye Yuan's chest.

"My life is over!" Ye Yuan sat up from the bed.

"Brother Ye, did you have a nightmare?"

The young girl's voice brought Ye Yuan back to his senses.

He clutched his head, looking around in a daze.

"Are you alright?" Ning Rongrong asked with concern.

Ye Yuan shook his head.

"I'm fine."

Damn it, how could I have a dream like that? It felt way too real.

The feeling of suffocation seemed to still linger.

Yandere types are truly terrifying; I must never get involved with one in the future.

However, since my teacher is Qian Renxue, I, Ye Yuan, am considered a member of the Martial Soul Hall.

Even if I encounter a yandere later, I shouldn't be afraid, unless that yandere is someone stronger than the Martial Soul Hall.

But currently, aside from the two God Kings silently watching from above, there is no existence on the Douluo Continent stronger than the Martial Soul Hall.

"It's not like the future leader of the Martial Soul Hall would be a yandere, right?"

"I must be overthinking things; I can't believe I got so scared by a dream."

But to be honest, the Little Xue in the dream really did look a bit like Qian Renxue.

He felt he was just overthinking it.

It must be because Ye Yuan had seen Qian Renxue, so the Little Xue in his dream looked somewhat like her.

After all, people don't dream of things they haven't seen before.

Seeing Ye Yuan looking so distracted, Ning Rongrong asked again with worry, "Brother Ye, are you sure you're okay?"

Ye Yuan looked up at the bright and moving girl before him and said, "Little Rongrong, remember, you must never become a yandere."

"Do you understand?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and asked, "What is a yandere?"

Looking into Ning Rongrong's clear eyes, Ye Yuan couldn't help but shake his head.

What am I worrying about? How could such a pure girl turn into a yandere?

"It's nothing, let's head out."

After speaking, Ye Yuan washed up and took Ning Rongrong toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Sunlight spilled onto Ye Yuan's face, and Ning Rongrong followed behind him like a little sidekick.

From time to time, she would sneak glances at Ye Yuan's profile.

She thought to herself, "Mother, Rongrong is definitely not a pervert."

"Rongrong is just appreciating beautiful things!"

"Yes, just appreciating beautiful things! It's definitely not that Rongrong is a fangirl."

"However..."

"Brother Ye is really so handsome; Rongrong doesn't want others to see him."

"If I were to lock Brother Ye up..."

"Then would Brother Ye's face only be seen by me alone..."

The look in Ning Rongrong's eyes as she watched Ye Yuan gradually changed.

It was no longer the simplicity and innocence of the past.

Instead, it was mixed with something else, though what exactly that was, remains unknown.

The two were not walking fast, and Ye Yuan said to Ning Rongrong behind him, "Little Rongrong."

The young girl immediately snapped out of her daze and said, "What is it?"

"Is the Sword Elder Chen Xin at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Ning Rongrong touched her little head and said, "He should be there. If Sword Grandpa doesn't have anything else going on, he's usually at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Brother Ye, why are you asking about this?"

"My Martial Soul is the Bloodthirsty Sword, and like Senior Sword, it is a sword-type Martial Soul."

"I would like to pay him a visit and seek some guidance."

Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement without a second thought: "No problem! Rongrong will take you there, let's go!"

Ye Yuan watched as Ning Rongrong agreed so readily.

He couldn't help but wonder if she might even agree if he made some other excessive requests.

Ye Yuan felt like a total beast for having suspected just a moment ago that this little girl might turn into a yandere.

It seemed he really had been quite shaken by that dream.

Ning Rongrong reached out and took hold of Ye Yuan's hand.

The young girl's hand was extremely soft, and Ye Yuan gave it a gentle squeeze.

Ning Rongrong, walking ahead, didn't react, though her earlobes gradually began to flush red.

He was a bit curious; did this little girl's hand actually have bones in it? How could it be so soft?

Oscar from the original work really had it too good.

Regardless, since he had encountered her first now, that lecherous guy Oscar wouldn't have a chance with little Rongrong.

Such a cute and pretty little girl, with such fair and tender jade-like legs—could you even handle that, Oscar?

Intercepting this relationship was an easy task for Ye Yuan.

For now, Ye Yuan planned to visit Ning Fengzhi before heading to Heaven Dou Imperial City to see Qian Renxue.

He needed to undergo his second body tempering.