Chapter 57 Conditions: Father, please make me happy
After listening to the story and having dinner, Si Yao took Fang Zhiyue back home.
Fang Zhiyue didn't understand why she brought him out for this trip.
I just thought she was still angry.
He became more cautious, "Sister Yao, are you still angry with me? I really know I was wrong..."
Look, she's leaving again.
Fang Zhiyue said quickly before she walked out of the room.
He pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands, and his whole body was filled with tension.
Si Yao paused and turned to look at him, "Father, do you care about my thoughts? What will you do if I say I'm still angry?"
Her eyes were dark and unfathomable.
Fang Zhiyue moved his lips a few times and said awkwardly, "As long as you're not angry, I can do anything you ask me to do... I, I'll listen to you."
Si Yao has been giving him the cold shoulder these past two days.
He was also sarcastic when he spoke.
Fang Zhiyue was not used to her like this.
"oh?"
Si Yao raised an eyebrow, his eyes growing darker. "If I treat you the same way I did a few days ago, would you agree?"
Her voice was light and seemed to be intended to evoke his memories.
Fang Zhiyue instantly recalled how she had disguised herself as another woman and made him wear those indecent and slutty clothes, and how she had also fed him those pills that made him feel hot and weak, leaving him with no choice but to let her squeeze and flatten him.
There was a flash of fear in his eyes, and he couldn't help shaking his body.
"Why, didn't my father always listen to me?"
Si Yao sneered.
"I, I'm pregnant..."
Fang Zhiyue's tone was a little difficult. "Even if you want to do so, you have to wait until the child is born. Then, you can do whatever you want with it..."
He used all his strength to finish the sentence.
Show her your determination.
Si Yao's eyes suddenly became dark, as if a torrent was surging in his eyes.
She spoke again, "Okay, then let's change the terms. Do you remember what we did on the boat to the capital? As long as you do what makes me happy, I won't be angry anymore."
As soon as these words came out.
Fang Zhiyue immediately remembered his red and swollen knees from kneeling.
Biting his lip, he nodded and said, "Okay, then we have a deal..."
"Then let's start tonight..."
Si Yao raised his eyebrows again and said in a deep voice, "Little father, you can first recall how I taught you. We... will see you tonight."
After saying that, she opened the door and left the room.
*
When night fell, Si Yao indeed walked back to the room.
Fang Zhiyue was sitting on the bed, waiting for her nervously.
When I looked up, I saw her walking slowly around the screen.
He was holding something in his hand.
Throw it directly at him, "Put it on."
"What?"
Fang Zhiyue was stunned.
Looking at the thin silver robe on her knees, she widened her eyes slightly.
"How can I wear this? It's so transparent..."
There's nothing to cover...
Fang Zhiyue felt blushing and hot at the first sight of it, let alone putting it on.
"Did you forget so quickly, little father? Didn't you wear it for a long time before? Why are you shy now?"
"W-what?"
Fang Zhiyue's expression changed instantly when he heard this.
He looked at Si Yao in disbelief.
"You, this is what you asked me to wear before?"
She had been blindfolded with a black cloth, and he only knew that what he was wearing was inappropriate, but he didn't expect it to be so inappropriate.
How could an honest, dull and obedient boy withstand such stimulation?
The little face turned red in an instant!
"Little Father, do you want to put it on yourself, or do you want me to put it on for you? Don't waste any more time, we have a lot of things to do tonight."
Si Yao seemed to have lost his patience.
Asked directly.
Fang Zhiyue's hand holding the robe trembled slightly.
Fighting against my own shame.
"Five, four, three,..."
Si Yao began to count down, which continued to put pressure on Fang Zhiyue's nerves.
When she said one, he finally moved. He slowly untied the ties of his outer robe and took off his clothes bit by bit.
It was pitch black outside the window, but the candlelight inside the house was bright.
Under Si Yao's gaze, Fang Zhiyue took off his clothes, leaving only a small piece of clothing to cover his body.
"continue…"
Si Yao's eyes were fixed on him.
Seeing him stop, I reminded him.
"Yao, Sister Yao..."
Fang Zhiyue looked at her with pleading eyes.
Si Yao, however, showed no sign of mercy and repeated, "Go on, little father, don't disobey."
He could only bear the shame and take off the last piece of clothing.
Under her gaze, he put on the rakish silver robe.
"Little father, stand on the ground..."
Si Yao scanned his body up and down with a casual look.
Her eyes lingered on his lower abdomen, amusement in her eyes. "Looking at it this way, your belly seems to be getting bigger. It's only been two months, and you're already showing your pregnancy. Won't your belly burst in the future?"
"Yao, Yao Jie'er, can I put on some underwear? Don't, don't let the child get cold..."
Fang Zhiyue stood barefoot on the carpet with trembling legs and hunched shoulders.
With his hands clasped in front of him, he seemed to be hiding something but in fact he was not hiding anything.
Instead, a groove was squeezed out on the chest.
Si Yao's gaze fell lightly on it, and his eyes deepened.
I didn’t expect that the boy who usually looks thin because he is wrapped tightly in clothes actually has some flesh.
She suddenly beckoned him, "Come here——"
Fang Zhiyue could only bite his lip and move closer to her.
The closer he got to the candlelight, the more transparent his silver robe seemed to become, dangling from his body like a layer of clear water. Fang Zhi felt more and more like a goldfish, visible beneath the crystal-clear stream, unable to escape the gaze of the fish-watcher.
He felt more and more ashamed, "Yao, Yao Jie'er, please don't be like this, okay?"
"What's wrong, little father, we haven't started yet..."
Si Yao spoke slowly.
She suddenly put her arms around his waist and forced him to kneel on the cushion in front of her.
Fang Zhiyue could only be forced to pose in a shameful posture.
With his hands on the ground, his head rested against her calves.
She did not withdraw her hand, but leaned her head back against the back of the chair and slowly closed her eyes.
"Let's begin..."
This night was confusing and torturous for Fang Zhiyue.
Si Yao kept him kneeling on the cushion until late at night before letting him get up.
If it weren't for the baby in his belly, I'm afraid he wouldn't be satisfied the whole night.
When he woke up in the early morning, he was still half conscious.
My lips are also numb and it hurts a lot when I touch them.
He took a moment to relax before getting out of bed.
As soon as I lifted the quilt, I found that the silver robe was still hanging on my body, loosely piled at the crook of my arm.
Fang Zhiyue's cheeks felt hot.
He quickly picked up the quilt and covered himself with it again.
He took it off and threw it far away. Only when he changed into his own clothes did he feel safe again.
He stood up and lowered his head to tidy up again.
Then he opened the door and walked out.
Unexpectedly, I ran into Si Yao as soon as I went out.
She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Where are you going, little father?"
Fang Zhiyue didn't know why he always felt that these words were a little dangerous.
I quickly replied, "No, I didn't go anywhere. I just wanted to take a walk in the yard."
"No hurry, eat first, then take the medicine. I'm going to show you something new."
She asked him to go back to the house first.
I went to the kitchen and brought the food.
After the two of them had dinner, Fang Zhiyue drank the medicine under her gaze.
Thinking of what she had just said, he asked curiously, "Sister Yao, what do you want to show me?"
Si Yao smiled at him.
He stood up and took him into the west wing.
She pointed to an object covered with a huge black cloth placed in front of a wall and said, "This is it. I bought it from a merchant from another land. My father will definitely like it."
Si Yao stepped forward and pulled the black cloth down.
Three huge mirrors placed horizontally came into Fang Zhiyue's sight.
He looked at the reflection inside, as well as Si Yao's next to him, as if he was back in the clothing shop, seeing himself and Si Yao in the mirror.
I couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds.
He whispered, "...Sister Yao, why did you suddenly buy a mirror? And you bought such a big one, it's better than the ones in the clothing store..."
Si Yao didn't say anything.
Just push him to stand in front of the mirror.
Looking at the figure inside, his lips moved slightly: "Is it clear? There is an identical little father in there."
Fang Zhiyue looked at himself in the mirror.
I don't know why she suddenly said this.
It was not until night when Si Yao dragged him into this room and made him kneel in front of the mirror that she realized her sinister intentions.
"Little father, look, there is also you in there who is bullying me..."
Si Yao whispered softly in his ear.
He was not allowed to close his eyes and was forced to look at the two figures in the mirror.
He was still nakedly wearing the silver robe he wore last night, but even the slightest movement could be seen clearly in the mirror.
Fang Zhiyue felt so ashamed that he couldn't help crying.
"Yao, Sister Yao, can we go back to the east wing? I don't want to stay in this room."
"What's wrong, little father?"
Si Yao said slowly, "Don't you like it? Isn't it better to stay here? We can see each other better..."
"Be good, don't act like a spoiled brat..."
She forced him to look up, pointed at the figure in the mirror and said, "Look, how touching the little father is in there."
Fang Zhiyue finally couldn't win over Si Yao.
She cried in front of the mirror for most of the night before Si Yao carried her back to the east wing.
When he woke up in the early morning, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, which were red and looked a little pitiful.
Fang Zhiyue slowly sat up.
Thinking about what happened last night, I felt so ashamed that I almost fainted.
Apparently, looking in the mirror was still too stimulating for Fang Zhiyue.
So much so that I felt a little sluggish all day.
When Si Yao came back from outside, he saw him with his head drooping and looking drowsy.
Like an eggplant hit by frost.
She raised her eyebrows and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, little father? You look so listless."
It was obvious that Fang Zhiyue's performance last night deeply pleased her.
Even his attitude has changed today, as if they have returned to the way they used to be together.
Fang Zhiyue slowly raised his head and looked at her.
I discussed with her, "...Sister Yao, I don't want to go to the West Wing tonight... Can we take a two-day break?"
His eyes were slightly red.
Si Yao looked at him quietly.
After a long time, he said: "Okay..."
He just changed the conditions again, "However, my father must compensate me with something else."
She was like a cunning hunter, devouring her prey bit by bit.
There are pits and traps everywhere, and the prey will fall into them if they are not careful.
Fang Zhiyue was just happy when he saw that she agreed.
He didn't see the hidden meaning behind her gentle words at all.
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