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I was the one who picked up Shi Yanli. Back then, he was covered in scars, his face was dirty, and he looked nothing like he does now.
At first I just thought it was fun and wanted to keep him company, so I kept him. I never expected that things would develop into what they are now.
My tentacles can now be fully controlled by myself, and Shi Yanli in front of me has long lost his youthfulness and has been completely brainwashed by me.
The memories from later times must have been merged, so I can’t remember them clearly.
I was tired of playing with my mother and thought she was of no value at all, so I plotted to leave the dim castle with Shi Yanli.
I accidentally discovered Shi Yanli's discovery of my mother's truest secret. When Shi Yanli found out that he had been living in a utopian world for a long time, he, as a human being, did not collapse mentally. I admire him very much.
I took my brother with me. His body had been altered so much by me that it was easy for me to control his mind.
With just a little bit of manipulation, he will become my stepbrother, my one and only lover and my most loyal toy.
It seems that I have been telling my own story and neglecting Shi Yanli. The original intention of his narrative came from his own nightmare.
So what exactly was the nightmare that came from Shi Yanli... I sat back down and listened quietly to my brother's description.
He said he died every night in various strange ways.
Sometimes he was hanging. Blood dripped down his neck, and he looked at himself from a third-person perspective, his pupils white, his lips slightly parted, his tongue lolling out. Sometimes he was a ball of minced meat, wrapped in dumpling wrappers and tumbling in a pot of boiling water. Sometimes he was...
Shi Yanli was also nervous when he was narrating this.
Such a bad dream would cause great damage to his body.
After he described all his recent dreams in detail, like he was telling them about his own treasures, he finally sighed deeply and looked at me with moist eyes.
"An An, I always feel like I'm being watched. Every move I make is under surveillance."
I know all the reasons. After all, his body is fragile as a human being.
Even though he has been immersed in my nourishment for a long time, his nerves will collapse like a broken dam as soon as his mother gets close to him.
I stood up and hugged Shi Yanli like we did at the beginning. My embrace couldn't be as warm as his, but I knew my brother needed me now.
The tentacles were forcefully and roughly stuffed into his slightly opened palms, and he wanted to turn his head away to reject everything I gave him.
But his strength was so weak that he just put his hands on my waist loosely.
This is probably what humans call a "hug." My mind wandered for a moment, my thoughts aimlessly wandering.
Shi Yanli's body was cold, yet so hot.
The lips, as soft as jelly, opened slightly, and the tip of my tentacle was condensed with toxins after being washed away.
Without waiting for his answer, I manipulated the tentacles and gently pressed against it.
"Brother, be good and try them all. I think you will like them." I said softly and lifted Shi Yanli's chin.
His eyes are really beautiful, bright and clear, and can only hold me.
My shadow was reflected in those beautiful eyes. I patted Shi Yanli's cheek, signaling him to come back to his senses, and pushed the tentacles in a little deeper.
“Hmm!”
The strange aroma instantly filled all his senses. The overpowering smell made Shi Yanli frown.
A very slight resistance came from his throat, and physiological tears welled up at the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
Ah... my poor brother.
My tentacles only lightly touched his lips, but poor Shi Yanli was already disturbed by this strange breath and became uneasy.
He tried to keep up with my pace, trying to adapt to this close proximity. But whether it was his new spirit or his senses, everything was completely taken over by my aura.
In the past, I would share my strength with him in other ways to water this young seedling that could not adapt to mental oppression and help it grow healthily.
But in the end I found that the boring results obtained from repeated experiments were not as effective as using this most direct method.
All resistance was completely wrapped up by my tenderness, and I could only see the same red at the corners of Shi Yanli's eyes and the tip of his nose.
Tears slid down his cheeks, and beneath the transparent water marks, his expression looked extremely aggrieved.
Noticing my scrutiny, Shi Yanli felt instantly overwhelmed. He hurriedly tried to shake his head to avoid me, but it was no use.
Of course, I know that the toy brother I chose will always be obedient.
So during the break in this game, I gently supported his back strength and dripped more dew.
"No!!! It hurts, don't do this, An An..."
This kind of sound is actually not pleasant.
Now, the embarrassed Shi Yanli had his eyes wide open. Even if he wanted to dodge, my tentacles had already gently touched his lips.
All my defenses were completely dropped, and I no longer cared about anything else.
My tentacles lingered around his lips, and his soft lips shone slightly when I touched them.
I quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with my fingertips and continued patiently: "But brother, you have to feel all of this well, otherwise I will throw you out."
The toxin secreted, that strange yet fragrant liquid. Initially, when it came into contact with the skin, it felt a strange, burning, stinging sensation.
This warm feeling caused Shi Yanli's brain to become dizzy. I noticed that his eyes narrowed slightly and gradually became dazed.
He began to actively hold my tentacles, his hands dancing along the rhythm of the suction cups, and began to touch the spikes that emerged from the surface of the tentacles.
I would only like a brother like this.
I smiled happily and looked down.
Shi Yanli obediently put his face close to my palm and rubbed it affectionately.
My voice was very soft, like a whisper in sleep.
"You're overthinking it, brother. You're dreaming about this simply because you've been under too much pressure lately."
As I said this, I gently patted Shi Yanli's chest.
He naturally knew that this was my way of comforting him. Even though he had already been through so much transformation on my part, Shi Yanli still had a clear mind and knew exactly how to please me.
The curtains at home were not opened today, and the lingering moonlight fell all over the floor.
My tentacles gently wrapped around Shi Yanli, circling and encircling his waist. His back was supported by my embrace, and he could feel my presence with every breath.
Shi Yanli was hugged by me like a clam, and when I put my fingers in front of him, he would hold them obediently.
She would just press her cheek against my fingertips like a dog, seeking more comfort.
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My brother is under too much pressure. I just need to let him forget everything and start over.
I clasped his hands on the cold windowsill, leaving Shi Yanli no room to struggle.
It was late at night and the city outside the window gradually became quiet.
There was only a dim night light left in the entire room.
The gentle light evenly fell on Shi Yanli's back, outlining the lines of his muscles that were slightly tense due to nervousness so clearly.
He simply stood quietly with his back to me, his hands outstretched on the cold windowsill. He seemed uneasy. I could see that every breath Shi Yanli took left a fleeting puff of white mist on the windowpane.
I hugged him gently and tightly from behind.
I didn't say anything, but just stood on tiptoe and rested my chin on Shi Yanli's shoulder. After feeling his slightly accelerated heartbeat, I felt at ease and satisfied.
Shi Yanli in front of me seemed to relax a little because of this hug. He turned his head and called my name in a trembling voice:
“An An…”
Admittedly, this is not my name.
I could give myself a thousand names if I wanted to.
But I can feel that Shi Yanli is in pain right now.
He frowned, but was trying hard to endure something, and could only call out my name in vain.
I reached out my hand and gently stroked his soft and hot skin, then lowered my head and placed a kiss on his exposed neck.
"Shi Yanli, what are you afraid of?" I asked in a low voice, but the only response I got was Shi Yanli's uncontrollable trembling.
However, this kiss seemed to give him some courage to act without knowing his own limitations. Shi Yanli no longer suppressed himself, but slowly moved closer.
He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes wet.
Shi Yanli was trying hard to respond to my kiss, my response.
The not-so-gentle kiss was filled with the salty taste of tears and a flavor unique to Shi Yanli.
I opened my mouth and bit his lip again.
Of course I know that blood tastes terrible, but Shi Yanli's lips now have the sweet taste of strawberry.
"Brother, are you okay now? Are you still in pain?" I held his face and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with my fingertips.
He pressed the wound that was still healing with his fingertips and looked at Shi Yanli innocently.
The effect of the poison has not completely passed, and Shi Yanli still seems a little confused.
He didn't give me an answer, but was extremely obedient and dependent, rubbing his cheek against my palm affectionately like he did before.
Now, my tentacles have matured and can completely follow my will.
In the past, these tentacles would not only entangle my brother's body, but also continuously inject nerve-paralyzing toxins.
I smiled and took Shi Yanli's extremely cold hand.
Completely ignoring his feelings, I put his hand to my lips, blew on it, and then tightly interlocked my fingers with his.
The tentacles opened and twisted their bodies, running around between Shi Yanli's fingers.
I'm tired of playing house games like this.
Shi Yanli is of a different race than me. He is just a fragile human being, and even after years of life experience, he is still fragile.
I cannot grow what I want, and all the results I want will not be what I want in the end. They will only give me some sensory and visual stimulation.
The only person who is truly qualified is my "Mom", who is, in a sense, the same as me.
The curtains were drawn. In the dusk, thousands of lights were on. When I opened the window, I could hear the faint sounds of people.
There was no shortage of busy and noisy voices. This was a rare moment of peace and quiet in the day.
I looked up again and kissed away my brother's salty tears.
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