Chapter 3 Chapter 3 The silent dog bites the most viciously
When Song Youning came out of the bathroom with a cold face, the person on the bed seemed to be still asleep.
That useless system yelled in her mind: "Host! How could you let him sleep so comfortably? You are abusing him!"
"See that whip on the bedside table? Take it and hit him awake. Tell him to get out of here."
Song Youning subconsciously looked at the bedside table, and sure enough, he saw a dark leather whip coiled there. The uneven whip was dark red, as if stained with blood.
The chattering sound of the system made Song Youning a little irritated, and her expression was a bit impatient. At this moment, Ji Siyun, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes. His eyes were still a little confused after just waking up. Seeing her standing in front of the bed with an unexpected look on her face, his eyes followed her and looked up to see the whip placed aside.
Without a moment's hesitation, Ji Siyun lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He picked up the whip that Song Youning had been staring at, turned around and knelt obediently at her feet, holding the whip high in both hands.
"Miss, I have soiled your quilt. Please punish me."
The system shouted excitedly: "That's right! Punish him! Host, complete your mission."
Song Youning: Shut up! You're so noisy.
The system became quiet instantly.
She lowered her eyes and did not take the whip in his hand. She looked at the seemingly submissive young man for a long time with a faint gaze. Suddenly, she asked the system in her heart: Is my mission to abuse and humiliate him?
The system that was allowed to speak didn't dare to shout again: "Yes."
Song Youning: Are there any specific behavioral requirements?
"This... doesn't seem to be the case."
Song Youning: In other words, as long as it is considered as bullying, it’s fine?
"Yes, the host's mission is to abuse the male protagonist and make him bear a grudge. To do this, he can lie dormant and seize the Song family's assets."
Song Youning smiled with interest: "System, do you know that whips can be used for more than just beating people to pieces?"
"Ah?" The system didn't understand what she meant.
The task assigned to her by the system was extremely broad, and it was extremely easy for Song Youning to find loopholes.
She really didn't have the perverted hobby of bullying others, especially when the other party was such a pretty little poor thing.
It was not until Ji Siyun's arms raised above his head trembled slightly that Song Youning mercifully picked up the whip. She held the handle of the whip and pressed it against Ji Siyun's chin. With a little force, she forced him to lift his chin and look up at her.
He did not miss the fleeting glint of resentment hidden in the dark eyes of the young man pretending to be well-behaved.
Even though he knew that he would die tragically in revenge by the person in front of him in a few years, Song Youning was not afraid at all. He lifted Ji Siyun's chin with one hand to force him to look up, and gently stroked his hair with the other hand. He smiled kindly at him with a smile on his face.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person either."
The slender, white, and soft fingers slowly moved down, brushing across his trembling eyelashes, his tall nose bridge, and finally landing on his soft, pink lips.
The girl's voice was gentle and pleasant. She bent down and leaned slightly towards him. Her beautiful fair face was filled with childlike curiosity and ignorance. She moved in front of him and looked into his eyes with her clean and clear almond-shaped eyes.
The scent of jasmine tea on her body was extremely strong.
Ji Siyun seemed to be wrapped in her breath, his whole body stiffened. The soft and slender finger lingered on his lips, as if carefully depicting the shape of his lips.
“The dog that doesn’t bark bites the most viciously.”
"Jisiyun." The girl called his name softly, looked at him seriously, and asked, "Are you a dog that can't bark?"
The sweet breath spread on his face. Even though she was calling him a dog, Ji Siyun was so excited that his breathing quickened. He opened his mouth slightly, gently held the fingertips that were making trouble on his lips, and said vaguely: "Puppies won't bite their owners."
Song Youning smiled sweetly and delicately, "Who is your master? Me?"
"It's you, Miss."
Ji Siyun looked at her devoutly. The fingertips on his lips were soft and tender. He couldn't help but took a sip quietly.
So sweet, the young lady’s fingers are sweet too.
"Really?" Song Youning hadn't forgotten the hatred in his eyes that she had just caught. Noticing his little movement, she frowned and retracted her finger. Seeing a little wetness on her fingertips, she said with some disdain, "You're really a puppy, you love to lick people so much."
After being scolded by her, Ji Siyun's breathing became more rapid.
Song Youning rolled his eyes and rubbed the saliva directly on the young man's fair face. After taking a step back, he suddenly said seriously: "Then... in order to change your bad habit of licking people randomly, I have to punish you."
She stood in front of Ji Siyun and said to him arrogantly: "Take off your clothes."
Ji Siyun's breathing stagnated for a moment. He looked at the whip in her hand, his eyelashes drooping. Is it going to start again? Was that little bit of good he felt before just an illusion?
He mechanically untied the belt of his bathrobe and was about to take it off when he was suddenly stopped.
It was when Song Youning saw him unbuckling his belt that she remembered that she had not prepared any underwear for him yesterday. Although the 19-year-old Song Youning in this world was actually the 29-year-old her in the real world, she had seen men's bodies before.
But after all, Ji Siyun is only nineteen years old...she still has to have some dignity.
"Just lie down on the bed and expose your back." Song Youning gave the order again.
Has the eldest lady come up with any new ways to play?
Ji Siyun lay down on the bed in silence, pulled his bathrobe down to his waist, revealing a shocking purple back.
He lay on the bed and couldn't see what Song Youning went out and brought in - it was probably just some salt water or pepper water to irritate the wound, he had been hurt before.
The bed beside him sank slightly, and Ji Siyun smelled her unique fragrance again. "Are you ready to accept the punishment?"
Ji Siyun's eyelids twitched, and he revealed an expression of "as expected".
Even though he knew that Song Youning was the most vicious and hypocritical person, he still had fantasies about her gently wiping his wet hair last night.
It was indeed a beautiful dream he had imagined, but for some reason, he still felt uncontrollably disappointed.
His expression turned sarcastic, but his tone remained as meek as ever: "I am ready to be punished, young lady."
"It will hurt a little." She said softly, as if she really cared about him. "If it hurts, tell me."
Then her tone suddenly changed, and she said stiffly, "It hurts, you deserve it! This is your punishment!"
The tone should have been vicious, but it sounded like forced coldness.
"Yes, Miss."
While waiting for her to "apply the medicine", Ji Siyun actually found himself amused and guessing what she was going to use to torture him this time.
There was a slight stinging sensation on his back. The wet cotton ball smelled of alcohol as she gently wiped the red and swollen wound on his back. Her movements were light and gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
She had just said that she wanted to punish him and make him feel pain.
Ji Siyun's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned in disbelief to look at Song Youning who was sitting beside the bed. She was holding a bottle of disinfectant alcohol in one hand and a cotton ball in the other, helping him treat the wound.
Seeing him looking over, she glared at him fiercely: "What are you looking at!"
After that, her tone softened a bit, and she raised her fair little face and said to him, "How is it? It hurts to rub the wound with this, right? This is your punishment. Will you dare to lick me next time?"
Ji Siyun slowly pursed his lips. The alcohol disinfection on the wound on his back brought him a slight pain. To him, it didn't hurt, it even felt a little itchy, so itchy that his heart almost jumped out.
But her eyes seemed to be expecting his response. Ji Siyun nodded hesitantly, "It hurts."
He was well aware of his appearance, and soon, tears welled up in his dark and deep eyes.
Ji Siyun turned his head and stared at Song Youning with his wet eyes, revealing a fragile look.
He begged Song Youning for mercy in a low voice: "Miss, I know I was wrong."
He knows he is wrong, but he will still dare to do it next time if he has the chance.
"It's good that you know you're wrong." Song Youning snorted coldly as he finished the plot. The next second, his tone became gentle again, "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."
After watching her operation, the system was dumbfounded.
"Host...is this okay?"
Song Youning: Just tell me whether I punished him and whether he felt pain.
"That seems to be the case."
Her soft fingertips, smeared with ointment, gently applied it to the wound on his back. The skin where her delicate fingers slid over felt like it was burning, making Ji Siyun dizzy. Her soft voice came along with her moist, pleasant fragrance.
"I'm sorry, I went too far and caused you so much harm."
Ji Siyun, who was immersed in her gentle treatment, suddenly woke up.
His body was covered in ugly scars, so ugly, the young lady must have disliked him.
The blush on Ji Siyun's face faded quickly, and the fragile expression he had originally pretended to have was now genuine and a bit more unbearable.
He was so dirty, with a dirty and ugly body, yet he still wanted to get her pity.
Song Youning applied the medicine to him and pulled his clothes on. "Rest for a while. Don't let the wound get wet in the near future."
Ji Siyun silently shrank back into the quilt. Song Youning easily completed the task by exploiting a bug and was in a good mood. He didn't notice his low mood at all and turned around to go out to find out his own information.
Song Youning: System, do you have a task progress bar? Can I see how I'm doing?
"Sorry host, I don't have the progress bar you mentioned."
Song Youning: ...You are really useless, you know?
"..." The system also said innocently, "But I can feel that this world is very stable, so what the host just did should be fine!"
Since this is possible, then this task is much simpler than she imagined.
The huge villa was home to more than just her and Ji Siyun. There were also many servants in the house. Song Youning, who had been scheming against others for many years and was well versed in the world, easily got a lot of information out of the servants.
The Song family was a nouveau riche family that had become wealthy overnight. Although they were rich, they were at the bottom of the social ladder, looked down upon by the wealthy circle. The Song family's parents were busy with work and owed a lot to their only daughter, Song Youning, so they could only double compensate her materially and spoil her excessively, which led to the original owner's arrogant and domineering character.
Logically speaking, the Song family's parents doted on their daughter so much that there was no need for them to adopt a child. However, when the original owner was eleven years old, she fell seriously ill. Song's mother found a master to read her fortune, who said that her fate was not strong enough and that she needed a boy who was born on the same day as her to ward off disaster for her.
Ji Siyun is that boy.
The servant spoke of Ji Siyun with contempt in his tone. Song Youning calmly got the information he wanted and felt more relaxed.
As the only daughter loved by her parents, she has money and no one to control her. She is at the age when she is free and carefree.
This life is much better than her previous life with a bunch of half-brothers and sisters. She would fight with others as soon as she opened her eyes every day. She had to be cautious all the time, for fear of being caught by someone and falling from a high position!
This is not a mission, it's clearly a leisure vacation.
As for the upcoming plot—a large-scale, immersive, live-action, script-killing drama—she had heard of it.
Compared to those games, this one just has one more rule: if you fail, you will die.
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