Leng Fengmei looked at Youming kneeling in front of her, her face expressionless. She had grown accustomed to this kind of betrayal. First there was Emil, and now even he... They were all people she had once cared about the most.
"Master, I'm so sorry! Youming doesn't dare to ask for your forgiveness, but please don't send Youming away!"
Leng Fengmei's eyes were icy cold. "Youming, what have you done? I want to hear it from your own mouth."
“Master, I…” A look of pain flashed across Youming’s face. “I have betrayed your trust. I not only forced you to accept me, but I also wanted to be your favorite. In the end… Master, kill me!” Youming could not continue speaking, and tears streamed down his face.
"Youming, do you know how much I care about you!" Leng Fengmei said bitterly.
"Master, I know I was wrong..." Youming knelt at the woman's feet, sobbing uncontrollably. "I couldn't control my own heart, please, Master, give me a quick death..."
"Can't you control your own heart? Youming, then let your master teach you! What you should and shouldn't do!" Leng Fengmei was more indignant than ever before.
Youming stared at her master in shock, even stopping her crying in fright. Suddenly, she felt like a complete stranger. "Master..."
Leng Fengmei's lips curled up, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She grabbed Youming and led him to an empty room.
Youming looked at them, his eyes full of confusion, "Master?"
The woman walked slowly toward him with an icy expression. "Youming, you've been naughty! Your master will teach you how to be a true servant."
Looking at his suddenly unfamiliar master, Youming couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. "Master, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you all want me? You got me but don't cherish me, you ungrateful bastards!" The woman's eyes were filled with anger.
Youming felt himself being bound by a powerful force, his clothes ripped to shreds. "Master, I'm sorry! I know I was wrong... Please don't do this!" A nameless fear and self-reproach welled up within him! Was this still the gentle master he once knew? Was this still the easily saddened master he once knew?
Before he could think for long, the woman's kisses rained down like a storm, waves of stinging pain washing over him. Was this his mistress's punishment? His eyes slowly closed, only the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes telling the story of his grievances.
After an unknown amount of time, the pain suddenly disappeared, and the woman looked at him with a dazed expression, "Youming, will you be good from now on?"
"Yes, Master, Youming will never dare to do it again!" Suddenly, the restraints on his body disappeared, and the woman's kisses grew hotter and hotter. Her soft body, mixed with a sweet fragrance, made him instantly lose his senses. This was a feeling different from the one in his dream. In the dream, his master was forced to endure, but now his master's passion was like a blazing flame that burned him to ashes!
As Leng Fengmei gazed at the woman entwined with Youming, she couldn't help but feel a stirring in her heart. She wondered where she would stay tonight, as she couldn't keep rushing on her journey!
“Sister, you treat him so well, it’s enviable!” Bashar naturally saw this scene as well.
Leng Fengmei smiled at the handsome young man, "I didn't expect my Bashar to have matured so much in just a few days!" Her face was full of teasing.
"Sister, Bashar will always have you in his heart." Bashar guiltily avoided the woman's gaze, looking down at her pink lips.
"Ah!" Leng Fengmei sighed softly, "I really miss that innocent little boy from back then."
Bashar pursed his lips tightly. "I'm sorry, sister. I didn't dare to lie to you. It was my brother-in-law who took me and Di Tian to see adult films and then arranged dreams for us! It's all Bashar's fault for having weak self-control!"
Leng Fengmei narrowed her eyes slightly. "Jia Renyi, I trusted you, but I never expected this—watching porn! Arranging dreams! How lonely and unbearable this must be!" She glanced sideways at Bashar, knowing he wouldn't dare deceive himself.
As Bashar watched the woman storm off, a pang of bitterness suddenly rose in his heart. There was no way he could ever be with her again!
Looking at the woman entwined with Youming, he realized it was someone his sister had personally arranged for him. In other words, aside from the body, she wasn't his sister, but her thoughts and emotions were. Thinking about it, Jia Renyi felt there was still something he could do… Maybe he'd wait until his sister came again!
Leng Fengmei opened her eyes and saw that she was still lying next to Youming. She scanned the area with her divine sense and saw two men whispering to each other.
Zhou Zhan frowned and said in a low voice, "Can't you do something about her?"
"Why don't you care?" Jia Renyi glanced at him and sneered.
“Amei cares about you the most!” Zhou Zhan said dejectedly, then lowered his head. “I haven’t touched her for two months. What if I anger her again…”
Looking at these men, Leng Fengmei felt a deep sense of desolation. They probably only loved her body.
Looking at the man sleeping peacefully beside her, she gently traced the contours of his face with her fingers, feeling his skin as delicate as a baby's. She couldn't help but secretly kiss him. Dreams are just a person's subjective judgment, but they ignored her abilities. Even if she was not as capable as them, she still had experience. How could they possibly control her?
Ever since that incident with Di Tian, she vowed to become stronger and never give anyone the chance to humiliate her again. "Bear the consequences, young boy. Since you want it so much, your master will give it to you..."
In the dream, Youming's hands and feet were bound by his master. After the passion subsided, he was limp and powerless, looking at his master with dazed eyes, feeling an indescribable mix of emotions. "Master..."
The woman smiled but remained silent, her fingers slowly running through his hair. Warm breath brushed against his ear, and soft lips gently caressed it. Youming felt a surge of heat rush to his head, a tingling pleasure making him bite his lip in suppressed ecstasy. He had lost count of how many times this had happened. If he still didn't understand his master's intentions, he would truly be a fool! "Master, Youming doesn't want it anymore..." But that serpentine body awakened him once more. "Master, please..." His mouth was once again sealed by those soft lips, a nimble tongue exploring his mouth, endlessly entwining with his, just like their naked bodies now. Youming's breathing grew heavier and heavier until he succumbed again, pleasure clouding his eyes once more. His master's stamina seemed inexhaustible, until he collapsed into a limp, lifeless state...
At this moment, a sense of shame suddenly rose in his heart. "Master... Youming was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you in the dream, and I shouldn't have wanted your exclusive favor. Youming can't bear your love. Please spare my life, Master!"
When he woke up again, his heart was still beating irregularly. This time he quickly realized it was a dream. He thought to himself, "No wonder the person in the dream seemed like a different person." He gently touched the stinging pain on his neck...
He couldn't help but marvel at the realism of the dream; he was still in pain even after waking up! He quickly went to the mirror and saw several kiss marks and teeth marks on his body. A sudden surge of joy rose in his heart; it seemed this wasn't just a dream. But then he thought that his master must be angry with him, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared. "Master, from now on, Youming will be obedient and will never dare to make you angry again!" He really wouldn't dare to do it again; the thought of that dream made him feel incredibly ashamed.
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