"Owner......"
She bit her lower lip and asked the question that had been lingering in her mind for a long time, "Will you... always be good to me?"
She was surprised even when she asked the question.
The proud lady asked a boy for a promise like a girl in her first love, but at this moment, Kuroba Chikage, kneeling at his feet, was indeed just "Little Chikage" who longed to be loved.
Instead of answering directly, Yuzuru sat down on the sofa with a mischievous grin, lazily spreading his legs:
"That depends on how Sister Qianying performs~"
Kuroba Chikage gave him a charmingly disdainful look, her purple eyes shimmering with moisture. She knew all too well the boy's wicked sense of humor—she had experienced it firsthand the first time she was caught visiting Yuzuru's house at night.
At the slit of her cheongsam, her long, beautiful legs slowly parted, and she crawled on her knees to the boy like an elegant cat.
"Owner..."
She called softly, her slender fingers resting on the boy's knee, slowly moving upwards. The neckline of her cheongsam opened slightly with her movement, revealing a patch of snow-white skin and a hint of cleavage.
Yu Sheng Nan watched her leisurely, toying with a strand of her purple hair: "Sister Qianying looks really beautiful today..."
"Specially changed for its owner~"
Kuroba Chikage tilted her head back, parted her red lips slightly, and lightly licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue.
That was her carefully chosen "battle outfit".
"It seems..."
Yu Shengnan's breathing became noticeably heavier, and his fingers slid down her neck and into the collar of her cheongsam. "Sister Qianying, you were prepared all along?"
"Um......"
Kuroba Chikage let out a soft snort, her body trembling slightly.
Her body, having been trained by the boy, was exceptionally sensitive; even a simple touch made her weak all over.
She took the initiative to unbutton the top two buttons of her cheongsam, making the neckline even more open, and the snow-white skin looked even more alluring against the backdrop of the red silk.
"Please enjoy, Master..."
She tilted her head back, her purple eyes brimming with tears, her red lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids.
From this angle, Yuzuru could clearly see the black lace faintly visible beneath her cheongsam, as well as her shapely breasts.
"Good girl~"
Yu Sheng Nan leaned down, one hand holding the back of her head, the other caressing her smooth thigh.
"Hmm..."
Hei Yuqianying closed her eyes with a slight tremor, letting the boy do as he pleased. The silk fabric of her cheongsam made a soft rustling sound with his movements, which was particularly clear in the quiet living room.
She had been holding back for a long time...
From the moment she saw the boy "massaging" Aoko, her body had already...
"Sister Qianying..."
Yuzuru's lips brushed against her ear, his voice husky, "Do you want it that much?"
"want......"
Kuroba Chikage writhed uncontrollably, her cheongsam wrinkling as she moved, revealing more of her snow-white skin, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.
"Beg me."
Yuzuru suddenly stopped and leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed air.
"Owner!"
Kuroba Chikage glared at him with displeasure, her purple eyes brimming with lustful light.
Seeing that the boy remained unmoved, she bit her lip and finally softened her voice:
"Please, Master... have mercy on Qianying..."
As she spoke, she leaned down and pressed her red lips to the boy's Adam's apple, gently licking it with her tongue. At the same time, her hands were not idle, deftly untying the clothes that were in the way.
"That's more like it!"
Yu Sheng Nan held her waist with satisfaction, and the red cheongsam spread out on the sofa like a blooming rose.
"Master, be gentle..."
Hei Yuqianying pouted coquettishly, but her long legs wrapped around the boy's waist, and the slit of her cheongsam was completely opened because of this action.
"Didn't Sister Qianying get impatient?"
With a wicked grin, Yu Shengnan ripped open her collar, causing several buttons on her cheongsam to pop open and bounce crisply on the sofa.
Cheongsams, like stockings, are meant to be torn.
"ah......"
Hei Yuqianying tilted her head back, her purple hair spreading out, forming a bewitching picture on the red silk.
Her cheongsam had been pulled down to her waist, and her black lace bra was half-undone, revealing her snow-white, round breasts that gleamed alluringly under the light.
"Owner......"
She twisted her waist restlessly, the hem of her cheongsam billowing up completely with the movement, her long, beautiful legs tightly wrapped around the boy, her red high heels hanging precariously on her toes, swaying gently with her movements.
Yuzuru bent down and began to savor the food.
"Ah! Master..."
Hei Yuqianying suddenly arched her body, her cheongsam crumpled into a mess.
"Turn around," Yuzuru suddenly commanded after finishing his tasting.
Kuroba Chikage obediently rolled over and knelt on the sofa.
This position made her cringe with shame, yet it also gave her a strange sense of relief—she no longer needed to pretend, no longer needed to think, and only needed to obey her master's every command.
Yuzuru's fingertips slowly slid down her spine, finally stopping at her lower back and circling around: "Little Chikage, do you know? The first time I saw you at the villa, I was thinking..."
"What are you thinking about... um..." Kuroba Chikage twisted her waist impatiently.
"I want to tear this outfit of yours..." The boy suddenly grabbed her waist tightly, "just like this... to shreds."
Kuroba Chikage let out a sweet whimper, and Yuu Nan's hand traced her curves before giving her a light pat.
Kuroba Chikage trembled, her cheeks burning red.
"So thoughtful." Yu Shengnan patted the flushed skin as a reward, and took a ribbon out of his pocket.
Kuroba Chikage turned around and saw, "Master...this is...?"
"This is your reward."
Yuzuru blindfolded her with a ribbon and tied a pretty bow behind her head.
When sight is taken away, other senses are magnified infinitely.
Kuroba Chikage could clearly feel the boy's hot breath spraying on the back of her neck, his slender fingers sliding down her spine and finally stopping at a certain shameful spot.
"Master...Master..." Her voice was already choked with sobs.
"Shh..." Yuzuru bit her bright red earlobe, "Tonight I'll let you experience... what the real 'family technique' is like..."
Kuroba Chikage finally understood why Aoko made such a cute sound.
For a moment, only the woman's suppressed moans filled the living room.
Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silvery glow on the figures entwined on the sofa.
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