Living With My Yandere Professor

Andrew seriously suspected Scarlett was acting, but he had no proof.

"If you don’t want to twist it, then forget it."

Seeing that Andrew didn’t move for a long time, Scarlett mumbled and reached out to take the water from Andrew’s hand.

"No, I... well, I feel a bit dizzy from the heat, my mind was slow just now."

Andrew, in a moment of panic, hastily made up an excuse and quickly unscrewed the cap, handing it to Scarlett.

Scarlett still pursed her lips slightly, but the unhappy little expression from before was clearly gone, replaced by the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

"I thought you were unwilling."

"How could that be? If you even told me to go through fire and water; I would do it without hesitation."

Scarlett suppressed a laugh upon hearing this, giving Andrew a look that was clearly exasperated.

Then she raised her head and took small sips of the bottled water. A drop of water slipped from the mouth of the bottle, tracing down her long, fair swan neck before disappearing into her collar.

Even though Scarlett was sweating quite a bit now, a faint, pleasant fragrance still emanated from her.

Andrew’s gaze unconsciously swept across her chest before moving to Scarlett’s slightly upturned nose.

After resting for a while, the two got up and set off again.

Andrew noticed that Scarlett hadn’t taken a single photo along the way and said to her, "Scar, how about I take a picture of you? Otherwise, we won’t have anything to show for coming to the scenic spot."

"No need, there’s nothing worth photographing."

Scarlett calmly refused and continued walking forward.

Andrew quickly walked in front of her, saying with a grin as he walked, "Scar, since we came all this way, wouldn’t it be a pity to leave empty-handed?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

But Scarlett still didn’t want to take a picture. She disliked being photographed; apart from ID photos, she hadn’t taken a single picture in recent years.

Moreover, she felt she didn’t photograph well. Suzanne had once tried to secretly take her picture and said she always wore a cold expression, making the resulting photos look bad.

"How about..."

Scarlett was about to speak up to refuse again, but she stopped herself when she saw Andrew’s smiling face.

This Little Fellow is so expectant. If I refuse again, won’t he be very sad?

Thinking this, Scarlett’s heart softened, and she stopped refusing.

"Then let’s take one picture?"

"Huh???"

Andrew looked up in confusion; he had already put his phone away.

When Scarlett spoke just now, he assumed she was going to refuse again. As the saying goes, three strikes and you’re out; he wouldn’t persuade her a third time to avoid angering her.

Who knew that Scarlett would suddenly change her mind, leaving him completely bewildered.

Scarlett, looking at Andrew’s reaction, was also somewhat puzzled, looking back at him with the same confusion, "Huh?"

The two stared at each other, blinking their eyes, neither knowing what the other was confused about.

"Aren’t you going to take my picture?" Scarlett asked first.

Andrew immediately snapped back to reality and nodded repeatedly, "Yes! Scar, stand right at the edge of the railing there. The view is good, and the scenery is nice. I’ll take one for you."

"Mhm."

Scarlett responded softly and walked to the edge of the railing, turning to stand straight.

After Andrew tried a few angles with his phone, he felt a bit like complaining about Scarlett standing there rigidly without any pose.

It’s not an ID photo; does she need to be this serious?

"Scar, smile a little. It looks better that way."

"Hee."

Scarlett blinked, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile on her cold and exquisite face.

However, looking at it, Andrew couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

This forced smile, let alone a sweet one, looked somewhat creepy.

It would have been better if she hadn’t smiled at all.

"Scar, you need to smile more naturally."

"What kind of smile is considered natural?"

Scarlett rarely smiled. In fact, recently she had only smiled at her grandmother and Andrew. So now, being asked to actively show a natural smile, she didn’t even know how to do it.

"This..."

Andrew rested his chin in his hand, thinking. He didn’t know how to describe a natural smile either, as this was a skill that any normal person should possess.

After thinking for a while, Andrew suddenly recalled the smile Scarlett had when she fed him the pizza in the hotel earlier; that smile was very natural.

"Scar, the smile you had at the hotel during lunch today was very nice!"

"Noon?"

Scarlett recalled for a moment and remembered that she had indeed smiled then.

But that was because she found feeding Andrew interesting. Now that they were so far apart, she found it a bit hard to smile.

"Why don’t you stand next to me so we can take a picture together? I can’t smile by myself."

"But I didn’t bring a selfie stick."

Andrew finished speaking, his mind raced, and then he looked around. He happened to spot the girl who had asked him to help buy water earlier was still taking photos nearby.

So, Andrew directly called the girl over: "Could you help us take a picture?"

The girl was slightly taken aback. Upon seeing Scarlett behind Andrew, she immediately nodded, "Of course!"

The girl took Andrew’s phone, found the right angle aimed at the two of them, and waited for Andrew and the others to get ready.

Initially, Andrew stood next to Scarlett, leaning closer.

The girl saw this and waved her hands at the two of them, signaling them, "Put your hand around her waist, it looks better when you do it."

"Oh."

Andrew responded, and slipped his hand on her waist.

As Andrew was thinking this, the girl looked and still felt it wasn’t quite right, "Sister, why don’t you smile a little? Or the picture will look too serious."

Suddenly! Scarlett’s hand, which hadn’t moved, swiftly grasped Andrew’s palm and even squeezed slightly, jolting Andrew back to sobriety with a little pain.

A hint of displeasure appeared on her usually cold and expressionless face, but it was overshadowed by a happy smile.

The girl taking the picture nearby saw the whole scene, and as she pressed the shutter button, her mouth formed an ’O’ shape.

"Wow! What a dominant big sister."