[Hypnosis] Ziyue's Passion 2

Author: Linhe
Published: 2017/8/22 First published on: Wuliansis, etc.
Word count: 19232
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The next day, after finishing evening self-study, the boy rushed home, covered in dust.

It should have been a hard day of studying, but thinking that there was someone waiting for him at home, Liu
Yi felt inexplicably excited.

As a freshman in college, Su Ziyue didn't have as many classes as a senior in high school. In this big city
, public transportation was indeed very convenient, so the girl could go home every day and occasionally take time to go to the boy's house to
tutor him.

With this feeling in mind, Liu Yi hurriedly rushed home. When he saw
the light on in his study across the street, his heart suddenly beat faster as if by conditioned reflex.

After entering the door, the living room light was not on. The boy glanced at the entrance hall, where Su Ziyue's leather boots were
neatly stacked on the shoe rack.

After putting down his schoolbag, the boy immediately went to the study. Sure enough, Su Ziyue was sitting in the study chair
, idly scrolling through her phone screen, probably reading the news.

Seeing Liu Yi approach the door, she looked up and gave him a sweet smile: "You're back?
"

"Yes, I'm back." Liu Yi replied, his first action actually being to look down. Once he
confirmed that Ziyue wasn't wearing socks, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "

Stay calm, stay calm,"

he kept telling himself, but his racing heart was making
his . "What's wrong?" With her keen observation, Ziyue

immediately noticed the strange expression on her younger brother's face and asked curiously. 　　Unable to think of a good explanation, the boy stammered in confusion. " Um...are your feet cold?" 　　"It's summer, they're fine." Hearing Liu Yi's question, Su Ziyue shifted her legs, kicking her slippers aside, and casually placed her two delicate feet on the wooden floor. She tentatively rubbed her soles against the floor, and replied casually. 　　What seemed like an ordinary movement to Ziyue was interpreted by Liu Yi, who knew the truth, as a deliberate temptation. 　　It seemed the first instruction had been successful; now, let's move on to the second. 　　A surge of triumphant joy welled up inside Liu Yi. He took a deep breath and said, "Sister Ziyue, that's not enough . Your attire is really out of step with my family's rules." 　　The girl's eyes widened in surprise. "What now?" she asked. 　　This time, Liu Yi felt a bit more confident than before, but considering the extent of the distortion, his tone was somewhat stiff. "Sister Ziyue's clothes and pants are inappropriate. You have to take them off... and change them. " 　　"Ha!" Su Ziyue's brows furrowed instantly. Beneath her furrowed brows, the sparkle in her bright eyes vanished for a moment, her pupils staring blankly ahead. But soon, Ziyue's eyes regained their light. Gently shaking her head, the girl seemed a little uncomfortable as she held her head, looking at Liu Yi and then at her own clothes. 　　She pointed to both sides with her fingers: "Our clothes are both very ordinary. What could be wrong?" 　　After all, it was just hypnosis. Although retaining common sense could easily lead to such problems, was this bad on only the second day? 　　Liu Yi thought to himself that the instructions given during the hypnosis were more focused on changes than on the results of those changes. He was also afraid that the implanted distortion would be too great, making the brain easily detect the inconsistency. The so-called change in common sense should be a gradual . Demanding she take off her clothes directly would be far too much for a dignified young woman . 　　From this perspective, Su Ziyue's pointing out the paradox was already quite considerate . He couldn't push her too hard; after all, Ziyue was an excellent practitioner. Using a rope to tether cattle and sheep was fine, but trying to control an elephant required starting small, cultivating a psychological mindset, not brute force. 　　However, before that, he had to temper her temper; otherwise, if Ziyue raised a barrage of questions about every change, nothing would get done, and the contradictions would be more easily detected. Moreover, one's own state must be maintained well; the hypnotist's confidence also possesses immense persuasive power. 　　"That's not right," after thinking it through, the boy looked directly into Su Ziyue's eyes and said in an unyielding tone , "Every family's situation is different, and I only asked Sister Ziyue to dress according to my family's rules; I didn't mean anything else." 　　"Then, what are the rules?" Su Ziyue forced herself to speak, asking somewhat weakly. 　　From the very beginning, the girl felt a buzzing in her head, as if it had started after refusing Xiaoyi's request. There was a slight throbbing pain in her brain. Not only that, but a faint feeling of loss and frustration inexplicably welled up inside her. It was as if… as if she felt very reluctant to refuse Xiaoyi's request . 　　But there was nothing she could do. "Following the host's requirements and rules" was every guest's duty . However, taking off her clothes would be too embarrassing. She should be faithful to her fiancé, but … did that mean that if Liu Ye were here, she would have to obey these requirements even after entering the house? 　　Thinking this, Su Ziyue felt her resistance lessen a little. 　　However, the girl quickly shook her head violently. No, even between husband and wife, one shouldn't do such casual things. This was the foundation of a lady's conduct. 　　Sitting opposite her, Liu Yi couldn't read minds, but judging from the girl's changing facial expressions, he could roughly guess what she was thinking. The young man spoke up: "If Sister Ziyue is worried about dressing too revealingly, then if I give you a few more options that are more modest, will you agree?"

At first glance, it seemed fine. Su Ziyue thought about it and realized that she
was reluctant , but "the rules of the host family must be followed." If there was another compromise,
that would be best. The girl quickly smiled from the bottom of her heart, "Of course."

Liu Yi stood up abruptly, leaving behind the words, "Wait."

Not long after, when the boy returned, Su Ziyue looked at the clothes he was carrying and was
extremely surprised. "These are winter clothes, right?"

"Yes," Liu Yi nodded affirmatively, put the stack of clothes on the desk, and began to sort through them
. "I brought several sets of proper clothing from home. Ziyue, which one do you want?"

The clothes spread out on the table quickly became two piles. Su Ziyue looked at them. On the left were
full-coverage coats with thick cotton padding, along with pants that looked very warm. On the other side were clothes that were so cool they were
almost like swimwear.

"Now, which one would you like to choose, Sister Ziyue?"

"I...I...I..." Her lips trembled, unable to speak. Su Ziyue frowned in distress
, her gaze darting back and forth, as if trying to see through both sides.

The girl's mind was in a state of troubled confusion. Both pieces of clothing should have been left by her aunt,
in other words , they had indeed been used at Xiaoyi's house, so they should conform to the "household's rules
. "

However, one piece was clearly meant for the dead of winter, while the other was suitable for the height of summer
. But...how embarrassing!

She couldn't refuse the host's request; she should follow the head of the family's wishes and adhere to the Liu family's etiquette.

From beginning to end, Su Ziyue hadn't considered
what would happen if she didn't follow "the rules of this house. "

The girl, who only wanted to find a balance between the "rules" and her own common sense, immediately
fell into a logical contradiction in front of the two piles of clothes. She bit her lip, hesitated again and again, and finally sighed softly,
reaching towards the left side.

"You...you can go out first." Su Ziyue picked up the clothes and measured herself against them, speaking somewhat awkwardly
.

This time, Liu Yi didn't argue and quietly left the study, leaving the girl some privacy.

When Su Ziyue called him back in, the clothes she was wrapped in made her look
several sizes bigger, and her outfit made one feel hot just by looking at her.

The air conditioning was still on as usual, set at 25℃, which was just right for the human body, neither too hot nor too cold
. But this was within the scope of normal clothing. Considering that the winter
clothes Liu Yi had chosen were thickened with linings for the coldest season, the heat escaping from the body couldn't be released normally.
It could be said that wearing these clothes for a long time would definitely lead to heatstroke.

"Then let's start class." Su Ziyue pretended to be nonchalant and waved the timetable.

Today's lesson was divination.

In fact, it was true; within just a few minutes, fine
beads , and soon after, the girl was constantly wiping away the sweat.

An unnatural blush rose to her beautiful face, yet Su Ziyue still dutifully
explained the basics: "So-called divination, or prediction, comes in many forms. Some are specifically for
the past, others for the future. Strictly speaking, Xiaoyi, you probably
know more about this than I do. And because whether it's the past or the present, everyone wants to grasp the present and
be certain about the future. In the earliest recorded mythological era, tribal shamans used fire to burn animal bones and
tortoise shells and then observed the cracks to attempt divination. And because divination and fortune-telling have been prevalent throughout history, it can be
said that almost every war was accompanied by divination. The results of the divination were sometimes successful and sometimes unsuccessful."

Liu Yi was no stranger to this kind of talk. Because, in reality, divination itself isn't such a mysterious act.
What's truly mysterious is the unpredictable future. So-called divination is so profound and unfathomable because it's attached to that unpredictable
yet controllable future. No one
consults , because as long as you have money, time, and your plans aren't too outrageous, the ingredients for dinner are as
simple as 1+1=2. However, the outcome of a war, the stock market's peak and subsequent crash, and
the countermeasures of business rivals—these involve numerous interests and are difficult to assess in isolation, thus attracting countless people's attention.

Moreover, divination has been a common practice throughout history. Especially in ancient times, almost every major battle involved
the commanders of both sides performing one or two divinations to predict their own and their army's fate. This has provided
a wealth of .

To elaborate further, even setting aside the hidden stories of various noble families,
the treatises on divination and temple calculations recorded in official histories alone would fill a library.

The boy's thoughts were more focused on Su Ziyue. Her body, tightly wrapped, only had her neck and wrists exposed, while the girl's forehead was already drenched in sweat, which she couldn't stop sweating
no matter how many times she wiped it away .
Her delicate face was also filled with a weak expression.

Seeing her older sister's condition, Liu Yi suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

It was only because of his lewd desires, coupled with Ziyue's complete lack of vigilance, and his deep-seated love for
his older brother that she had ultimately fallen into this trap.

The deep implantation in the meditation had caused Ziyue to develop abnormal thought patterns, gradually leading this "
sister-in-law 's" mind astray.

However, it was impossible to let go now.

The moment he drugged this unsuspecting older sister, the boy knew there
was no .

"It's hot, isn't it, Ziyue? You can unbutton one button. It's okay, as the head of the family, I
allow it." Seeing the girl's expression growing increasingly distressed, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead,
her rosy lips becoming dry, and her whole body trembling slightly, Liu Yi quickly offered a temptation.

Hearing Liu Yi's words, Su Ziyue tried to endure it for a while, but after a short while, she shakily
raised her hand and unbuttoned the collar of her dress, which covered most of her neck, letting in a sliver of cool air.
The girl immediately showed a comfortable expression of enjoyment. Her slender hand, which was resting on the first button, forcefully pulled
the collar open wide, while her other free hand cupped together in a fanning motion to let in more cool air
.

She was now fully enjoying the wonderful coolness.

Liu Yi nodded, looking at Ziyue's "saved" expression of relief, he could tell
how much torment the high temperature had caused her. In this case, even if she had to choose again, she
probably... probably wouldn't choose winter clothes again.

And logically, if nothing unexpected happened, Ziyue should feel even hotter now.

The temperature difference between her body, which was originally tightly covered by thick, airtight clothes, and the outside world was already so great that it would make her
sweat profusely. The sweat on her face was fine, but after several tens of minutes,
the inside of her clothes was probably soaked with sweat as well.

Moreover, the tiny gap at the collar barely let in any cool air; instead, it made the burning body
feel the comfort of the cool air, making it even more greedily crave release. Once she realized this, Sister Ziyue
craved even more freedom.

Sure enough, Su Ziyue quickly showed her discomfort and dissatisfaction again. The girl didn't speak
, her clear black and white eyes fixed on Liu Yi, revealing a resentful expression.

"Sister Ziyue, I'll allow you to unbutton the second button."

Hearing this, joy appeared in the girl's eyes, and she frantically unbuttoned
the second annoying button. This
freed her delicate, white collarbones from the thick bindings.

Her fair skin was glistening with sweat. Tiny beads of sweat, like morning dew, covered her surface, making
her already fair skin appear even more delicate.

This time, the space freed from the collar was much larger.

However… it wasn't enough. The contrast between the damp, warm space inside the clothes and the cold air outside
only heightened the sensitivity of the nerves, making it even more unbearable.

Moreover, the cold air seeping in through the collar had very little penetrating power; the narrow gap only allowed
Ziyue's full breasts to feel a slight chill, offering little relief to her lower abdomen or waist
, let alone her back.

Therefore, the comfortable expression on Su Ziyue's face only lasted a moment. Realizing the heat in her body was still
increasing , the girl looked at Liu Yi again.

This time, the boy was pleasantly surprised to notice that Ziyue's expression was filled with expectation, and perhaps a
tiny bit of awe.

Indeed, Ziyue, trapped in a strange mindset, needed his
permission . While Ziyue completely resisted revealing her clothes,
she strangely accepted and complied with the "respect for family customs" when it came to adding layers.

However, this level of "respect" was completely contrary to his own requirements. Therefore, he had to
make Ziyue suffer the cruel punishment for her decision so that she wouldn't make the wrong resistance again.

Thinking of this, the boy tried to put on a cold expression and slowly shook his head. "
No , Ziyue. My family's rules are very conservative. Letting you unbutton two buttons is already an extra
favor, that's the most I can do."

As he shook his head, Liu Yi also stared intently at Su Ziyue. He watched her expression change from initial
expectation to astonishment at the moment she shook her head, then to surprise and disappointment during the shaking process, and finally to a
sad and helpless look as if she had let out a sigh of relief. The changing expressions were simply fascinating.

"Ah, how could you do this?" the girl blurted out, her soft voice revealing
her disappointment, as if she had never expected her younger brother, who respected her so much, to reject her so decisively
. Her hand, which had been resting on the third button, clenched anxiously, wrinkling the winter coat.
This was quite different from the calm and virtuous image of her sister-in-law that Liu Yi remembered. It seemed that his refusal
had caused a huge emotional shift in Ziyue's heart, and the heat in her body was probably also contributing to this, making it difficult for
the girl to remain calm.

"Is it hot?" Liu Yi deliberately dragged out his words, knowing full well what was going on. "Yes, it's very hot, sister, it's really hot," Su Ziyue nodded hastily,

seeing a glimmer of hope in the boy's softened tone . 　　The girl, blinded by the heat, didn't even notice that her usually cold and arrogant voice had turned into a half-pleading, half-painful moan, sounding almost like a coquettish complaint. 　　"If it's so hot, why don't you change into something less hot?" Liu Yi picked up the swimsuit lying to the side and said softly, like coaxing a child. 　　"This..." Su Ziyue looked troubled and fell silent again. 　　Liu Yi's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly growing anxious. This was his first time using hypnosis, and even he wasn't entirely clear on its effects. However, a few things were certain. 　　The anchor he was using wasn't purely verbal, but rather the house he and his older brother shared. He was using this shared medium to influence Ziyue's obsession with remembering their brother, using her love to counteract the practitioner's instinctive intuition. 　　As the owner of the house, he held absolute control over its rules, which Ziyue didn't object to. So far, there hadn't been any backlash from spiritual energy. The only problem was that her past social norms were still lingering in her mind, hindering the "modification of common sense. " 　　He needed to work harder. 　　However, he still couldn't use brute force; he had to be like in the fairy tale "The North Wind and the Sun," getting Ziyue to willingly shed the "coat" binding her. 　　Liu Yi feigned indifference, indicating that the lesson should continue. 　　Su Ziyue resumed her basic divination lesson, but how could she possibly endure the sweltering summer heat in winter clothes? Before long, large beads of sweat were streaming down the girl's face again. 　　However, Liu Yi only "distorted" Su Ziyue's clothing; he didn't restrict her movements. Halfway through the lesson, the girl abruptly stopped, thirsty and wanting a drink.

In just ten minutes, Su Ziyue had drunk two large glasses of water.

Her slender figure, tightly bound under her thick coat, was already writhing restlessly. One could
imagine sweat was condensing inside the coat's fuzz, and her exposed skin was feeling the chill of the air conditioning, while
the inner layer of the coat, made of insulating material, kept the cold air completely blocked out. The damp
underwear and the fuzzy lining were rubbing against her delicate skin; this feeling of being both hot and cold must have been very uncomfortable.

The stark contrast was like a file, slowly wearing down her willpower.

Liu Yi saw Ziyue trembling uncontrollably again, as if subconsciously hoping that
this movement would shake off her clothes. The boy tempted her again: "Ziyue,
I think your clothes are still not right. You should change them."

"No, no... it's not right. You can't!" The girl's face was already flushed red,
and her legs began to tremble. However, she still hesitated and refused verbally.

Liu Yi frowned; Ziyue's resistance was already very weak. Even when Liu Yi made the suggestion,
her slender hand almost reached for the buttons. Perhaps a remnant of common sense was still resisting.

But her words remained stubbornly unforgiving.

Should Liu Yi continue to wait, letting the heat and sweat force Ziyue to surrender, or should she actively push forward to speed things
up ?

If she forced her, would it trigger a real resistance, causing her to remember everything?

After a quick weighing of the options, Liu Yi made a decision.

The boy stood up from his chair, raising his voice as if to assert his authority, "Sister Ziyue, you
should stand properly and sit properly. Look at you, twisting and turning in such formal clothes, are you afraid
others won't see you? How can you be so rude? If you can't wear this outfit properly, then you must
change into something else."

He spoke righteously, meeting her gaze firmly, and reached out as if to take off her
coat.

"I...no, Xiaoyi, no! I'm the older sister!" Like a frightened rabbit, Su Ziyue
crossed her arms in front of her chest, speaking incoherently in a much weaker voice than usual. Her
large, clear eyes also held an unnatural weakness and lack of confidence.

But her resistance was limited to this; it only strengthened the boy's resolve. His
previously gesturing hand, without hesitation, rested on Ziyue's chest. After several unsuccessful attempts to unbutton the top button, Liu Yi
simply squatted down and began unbuttoning Su Ziyue's clothes from the bottom.

After unbuttoning the first button, the loosened jacket revealed the hem of her shirt, and
the boy heard a sigh of relief from the girl above.

Her slight backward movement stopped, and she remained motionless, letting him do as he pleased.

From Liu Yi's perspective, looking up, he could only see Ziyue's clean white shirt and
the light-colored leather belt of her jeans peeking out from beneath it.

The girl, always mindful of her appearance, had naturally kept her inner garments neatly arranged while changing, so
no skin was visible. But the mere thought of "undressing Ziyue"
was enough to excite Liu Yi immensely.

As if encouraged, the boy used both hands, and with the girl's at least tacitly acquiescing stiffness,
the second button was undone.

This time, the sweat-soaked shirt clung to her skin, the permeated material subtly
translucent , revealing a small patch of the girl's flat stomach. And this time, the warmth and
moisture, trapped inside her overcoat for so long, eagerly poured out from the small opening.

The scent emanating from her clean body wasn't the strong body odor of a boy, but a
faint, clean scent of soap mixed with the fragrance of a virgin, creating a uniquely feminine aroma at Liu Yi's nose.

As if trying to memorize Ziyue's scent, the boy took a deep breath, his nostrils filled
with the sweet, clean fragrance of the girl. Then, he involuntarily swallowed, as if to help
digest .

The third and fourth buttons quickly came off, and the
coat loosened, revealing the girl
's fair belly. Above that, her breasts were almost fully exposed.

The rounded flesh stretched the coat, even the thick winter clothes couldn't completely conceal her youthful
body. Looking up, Liu Yi could vaguely see the alluring
flesh of her two large, white breasts.

The boy stood up again, grabbed Su Ziyue's hands, and pulled her arms away from her chest.

Ziyue's expression subtly shifted, a mixture of relief and unease on her pretty face
. She instinctively resisted a few times, but after being tormented by the heat for so long, her body, yearning for coolness, instinctively
responded to Liu Yi. Moreover, the precedent of the previous upward movement had already prepared her mentally
; her movements were merely a few hesitant squirms before the boy easily removed her coat.

The woman's body, her coat ripped off, clung tightly to her soaked shirt. The semi-transparent material offered little
concealment , the fabric tracing a sensual silhouette against Ziyue's curvaceous figure
. The sweat-dampened areas of her skin shimmered with a fleshy hue, revealing glimpses of her still-exposed skin, creating
a seductive, wet allure.

"Come on, continue," Liu Yi said gently, his fingers deftly moving towards Ziyue's waist.

With a "click," the belt buckle came undone.

The girl's pale hand grasped Liu Yi's hand, which was trying to go further. Su Ziyue's face was flushed, and
she said in a voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, "No... Xiao Yi, you go out first.
Next I'll do it myself."

Being able to personally undress the beauty, to take her from fully clothed to completely naked, each
layer of clothing falling away felt like a step-by-step dismantling and shattering of her defenses.
How could he entrust this to someone else? Even Su Ziyue herself couldn't resist.

Perhaps her mind was also being overwhelmed by the fragrance lingering in her nostrils, for Liu Yi's voice rose considerably.
" What kind of behavior is this, acting all coy and hesitant? Ziyue, you're an adult now. Why are you still acting like a child, so disobedient?
You wear clothes that don't fit properly and don't even say so, insisting that I find out before you take them off!"

Although it was clearly a forceful argument, it completely overwhelmed Su Ziyue with its imposing manner.

Liu Yi's almost shouting voice startled the girl. The child she had always treated like a younger
brother suddenly possessed such a dignified air. That serious expression even
momentarily overlapped with her uncle's.

Su Ziyue felt a wave of confusion wash over her, and automatically explained it to herself.

After all, they were blood relatives.

From a very young age, Su Ziyue knew about the engagement between her family and the Liu family. Initially,
it seemed , but girls mature early, and after hearing it so often,
Ziyue developed a subtle, inexplicable affection for the boy who would become her fiancé. As she grew
to know him better, she grew increasingly fond of this seemingly rough but actually thoughtful and generous young man, not just out of
the political aspect of the marriage, but also out of the romantic longing a young girl harbors for her other half. As if by
extension , with this shift in mindset, she even
held a subtle, almost parental reverence for her uncle, the head of the Liu family, akin to that of a soon-to-be-married woman.

This positive interaction made both families even more optimistic about the engagement, and in the end, it was practically a done
deal—unless that unexpected event occurred.

The thought of being scolded by the head of the family flashed through her mind, causing a moment
of dizziness . The deafening noise seemed less jarring, and for no apparent reason, Su Ziyue felt
a significant weight lifted from her shoulders. Her previously uneasy insistence shifted elsewhere.

Once the resistance subsided, Su Ziyue suddenly realized her "rudeness"—being
so willful and disobeying the rules of the host family in someone else's home. Furthermore, grabbing the other person's hand
to prevent them from correcting her behavior was a disgrace to the Su family's upbringing.

"But… even in someone else's home, a girl should still have the grace and pride of a lady…"
A fading thought resurfaced.

While Ziyue was struggling with this internal conflict, Liu Yi, seizing the opportunity, placed his hand on the girl's lower abdomen
and began unbuttoning her coat as if doing so.

"No," Ziyue protested in a weak voice. The boy's hand, warmer than her body temperature
, gently touched her stomach through her clothes. Her sweaty body felt
unbearably . An intense feeling of shyness welled up inside her, leaving the girl unsure of what to feel
.

Having already unbuttoned his coat, he quickly undid his shirt, but the
plain shirt, still soaked with sweat, clung tightly to Ziyue's body. The loose shirt soon opened a small gap,
revealing Ziyue's fair, flat abdomen and her cute
, deep navel.

However, just as he was about to reach the top few buttons of Ziyue's breasts, Su Ziyue
suddenly mustered a bit of strength, forcefully pushing the boy away with her slender arms. Then, like a startled animal
, she quickly turned around, hiding her exposed upper body from Liu Yi's view.

"Did my first attempt cross Ziyue's line?" The boy's heart skipped a beat.
More than the force of Su Ziyue's push, he was worried that this stimulation might be
too intense for a conservative girl, causing her to suddenly break free of her inhibitions and remember everything.

Fortunately, Su Ziyue only pushed him away forcefully and then quickly turned to the side, leaving only
her back to him before making any further moves.

Liu Yi observed for a while, and then the boy feigned dissatisfaction: "Ziyue, what are you doing?
"

The girl's voice was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz. Su Ziyue lowered her head, one arm
hidden behind her back, the other hand nervously fidgeting with her hair, twirling a strand of her dark hair around her finger
. "I'm sorry, Xiaoyi, I don't know what happened just now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Seeing Su Ziyue's reply, Liu Yi finally felt relieved. Despite her inner thoughts,
she maintained a serious demeanor and said, "Sister Ziyue, it doesn't matter since we're family. But even family members
need to follow the rules. Without rules, there's no order."

"Mmm...mmm," the girl nodded repeatedly, her rosy cheeks turned slightly towards Liu Yi,
responding softly. Her timid and insecure appearance made her look like a little
girl .

Seeing Ziyue's soaking wet body, and remembering that there was still a brainwashing project to be done, Liu Yi simply
went along with it, saying, "It's summer now, so keeping yourself clean in my house is very important. Sister, you're completely soaked.
How about you take a shower first, and then change into something more appropriate?"

"Mmm!" came another barely audible reply. Su Ziyue lowered her head,
moved sideways towards the table, carefully keeping her back to Xiao Yi to avoid exposing her soft, white belly to her good
younger brother . She didn't even consider that the "swimsuit" that conformed to the rules would be
far more revealing than what she was wearing. After picking up the swimsuit-like garment, she hurriedly ran towards the bathroom as if fleeing.

After watching Ziyue's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, Liu Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this phase
of change was over.

Everything was still under control, and he had plenty of time. All the hypnosis and
changes were like the moon reflected in a well—beautiful, yet built on illusory water.

The effects of changing one's mind require time to maintain; a gap of only one or two days is fine
. However, Liu Yi already knew that Ziyue, as an exorcist, could normally
avoid getting too involved in supernatural events due to her regular studies, and could also find time to accept her own malicious distortion of
common sense . But when school was on holiday, as one of the heirs of the Su family, she also had to
travel all over the country with her parents and the elders of the clan.

In this way, Ziyue's distorted common sense might be
discovered by those shrewd old folks during casual conversation.

No, it wouldn't even require external intervention. Liu Yi himself knew that
knowledge that couldn't withstand scrutiny of common sense couldn't be left with any room for Ziyue to question or think. If there was even the slightest doubt
about her past memories, leading to a re-examination, it would be a disaster for him. This
meant it had to be done in one go. He had to completely plunge Ziyue into the deepest hypnotic state, making her
unable to extricate herself.

Time was running out, only a little over a month left.

However, Liu Yi had no intention of awakening Ziyue's subconscious to make any further excessive modifications to her common sense
. All the distortions only needed to start from that original sentence and then follow the momentum.

"I'm done." Just as the young man was lost in his thoughts, Su Ziyue,
with shuffled back to the study in her slippers.

Interrupted by Ziyue's words, Liu Yi looked up and gasped at the beautiful sight before her
.

Under his prompting, Ziyue had changed into her summer swimsuit. Although
the swimsuit her mother had bought for their beach vacation was far too plain and conservative, for Ziyue, who always dressed impeccably and
barely showed any skin, a bikini was already incredibly revealing
.

Besides, even the most conservative bikini only
appeared plain and conservative on a sunny beach, surrounded by countless beautiful girls under parasols. It didn't mean
a girl could casually wear a bikini as an outer garment in her bedroom. That was practically the same as
wearing underwear.

Poor Ziyue had her common sense distorted, taking what was acceptable as a beach "outerwear" as
common sense in the home.

The deep black swimsuit, the same color as the bra that had been vaguely visible beneath Ziyue's thin shirt
, made it appear as if Ziyue was only wearing underwear.

Her fair upper body was covered only by a few inches of the bra-like swimsuit, the black
fabric rounded breasts, perfectly
highlighting her well-developed, protruding breasts. The rest of her body was helplessly exposed, subject to the gaze of others. Her

delicate collarbones, flat, firm stomach, and slender waist—parts that Su Ziyue had previously hidden
so carefully— laid bare before the boy.

And that wasn't all. Besides these immediately visible areas, many more glimpses of
her movement. Although these were unintentional exposures, it was
precisely this natural, unintentional reveal that made the boy's heart itch even more.

For example, Ziyue, who had just walked up to Liu Yi, suddenly shook her head, her still slightly damp hair swaying
behind her . Perhaps because she had just come out of the bathroom, the elastic band holding her hair up was uncomfortable, so
the girl raised her hand to tidy her ponytail. This revealed her armpits, hidden beneath her fair arms
, completely exposed to the boy standing beside her.

Ziyue was clearly very clean; the hair in her armpits had been carefully trimmed, unlike the messy hair of other
carefree girls her age.

The two were already quite close, and to straighten her hair, Ziyue bent her arm towards the boy diagonally backward
, spreading it wide, completely oblivious to the fact that every crease of her smooth, hairless armpit was now
clearly visible to him.

Every crevice and crease of her armpit slightly expanded and contracted with Ziyue's movement. Even though
he knew perfectly well that Ziyue was just doing something normal like fixing her hair, the
way felt like a seduction. And even knowing that her change was the result of his own suggestion,
Liu Yi found himself feeling a bit parched after imagining it.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyi? Why are you smiling so cheekily?" He'd only been lost in thought for a few seconds when he came to his senses and
saw Ziyue waving her fingers in front of him, as if trying to summon his spirit.

The boy quickly suppressed his smile and adopted a serious, upright posture.

Ziyue's hair, now neatly styled
, was back tied back into a stylish ponytail with a simple headband matching her natural hair color. Now, Ziyue's complexion had returned to normal, completely unlike her previous hesitation and struggle between
winter clothes and a bikini; she seemed as if she were still wearing normal clothes.

Good, Ziyue had accepted this correction of common sense. The boy was secretly pleased, but still pretended to be
calm as he asked, "Sister Ziyue, have you finished cleaning?"

"Yes," Su Ziyue waved her hand at Liu Yi, making a stretching motion, "I've finished washing
."

"Then, I need to check." Liu Yi followed her lead.

Ziyue's beautiful brows furrowed again, and she asked in disbelief, "What?"

After their previous victories, Liu Yi's confidence in his hints had soared, and contrary to his usual self, he said
confidently , "Sister Ziyue, in my house, paying attention to hygiene is very important. If you only
wash by yourself, it's easy to overlook some details. You know I'm a very direct person
, so it's better to check."

"I see," Ziyue's brows furrowed deeper, looking somewhat nervous, a hint of reluctance lurking
between . However, her mind, bound by suggestion, couldn't utter a word against the "owner's"
opinion. After a moment's hesitation, the girl

finally spoke up, "How should I check?" Sensing the hint of compromise in Su Ziyue's tone, the boy was overjoyed, but still
proceeded step by step , "Cleanliness and appearance are very important. For a beginner like Ziyue, my
requirements will be particularly lenient, and then we'll gradually increase the pace according to the standards. This is Ziyue's first time checking
, right? So, just check if the skin on the outside is clean."

Hearing Liu Yi's casual words, Su Ziyue's face relaxed considerably,
and the subtle resistance in her heart lessened.

As he spoke, the boy pulled out a rattan chair and placed it in the center of the room, gesturing for Su Ziyue to sit down. Only after the girl was
fully seated did he begin his pretentious inspection.

Of course, the so-called cleaning check was merely a pretext to appease Ziyue. Sitting comfortably in her familiar
chair, Su Ziyue herself had no idea that her alluring
body, clad only in a bikini, was being exposed to the lustful gaze of this younger brother, being
repeatedly .

Seeing Ziyue obediently sitting in the chair, allowing him to inspect her from behind
, Liu Yi couldn't contain his elation. Once out of Ziyue's sight, he moved to her unguarded back.
Only then did the boy unabashedly unleash his greedy gaze, staring intently at the girl's
body, his wide eyes seeming to transform into a camera, capturing this exquisite scene in his mind.

Ziyue leaned back in the wide chair, completely unaware, allowing the boy's voyeuristic gaze upon her. Just like her good
upbringing, even after showering, her body remained upright in a seated posture, her hands
outstretched the armrests.

However, this elegant and proper posture
looked incredibly incongruous with the bikini swimsuit she was wearing, which was designed to accentuate her figure. The beautiful Ziyue's skin had a healthy hue; the forearms and neck
were a soft yellow, but beyond a barely noticeable line, the delicate skin there was
even whiter, like solidified cream—a place usually covered by clothing. This subtle difference in skin tone
did not detract from her beauty. On the contrary, it gave Liu Yi a sense of complete conquest, a feeling of being close to the girl's hidden secrets.

The young man's gaze swept up and down Su Ziyue's alluring body, his eyes constantly
lingering on her high, firm breasts and slender waist, while he secretly swallowed his saliva with excitement. As the first step to confirm cleanliness, Liu
Yi reached out from behind and placed his hand on Ziyue's wrist, which was resting on the armrest, gently stroking it.

The soft, supple hand he touched was like cotton, the skin of a young girl. With just a little pressure,
he could feel the subtle contours of muscle beneath the smooth skin—a blend of softness and strength. This was no surprise
; as the successor of the Su family, Sister Ziyue had always placed great emphasis on self-training, seemingly practicing
some kind of internal martial arts. Although he had never seen Sister Ziyue demonstrate her skills, she was certainly
more proficient than he, a complete novice.

Liu Yi, half-bent over, happily rubbed Sister Ziyue's arm back and forth,
feeling . The young man reveled in the exquisite feel of the youthful body, his eyes
constantly scanning down at Sister Ziyue's figure, admiring her graceful curves up close.

Since Su Ziyue had just showered, her body still retained a faint trace of moisture, her shapely figure
gleaming with a soft sheen. The fresh scent of soap mingled with the girl's natural virginity, making Liu Yi, who was leaning
against feel a surge of pleasure.

Looking down, Ziyue's two large, snow-white breasts were nestled inside her bikini top,
bulging . Her rounded breasts stood proudly forward, and even so, the already large cups
couldn't completely cover her flesh; the outer edges of her well-developed breasts were still somewhat irregularly exposed, and
the deep cleavage between her two snowy mounds was clearly visible from above, making the full-cup
bikini appear like a half-breast style.

This alluring sight almost made the young man's blood boil and his nose bleed. He quickly released
his hand from Ziyue's wrist, stood up, took a few steps back, and shifted his gaze downwards.

But this was like drinking poison to quench thirst. He had only taken a few steps back; he was still too young, and Liu Yi felt
his nose was about to actually bleed.

The chair back was mostly openwork, allowing a clear view through. Through the gaps in the rattan, Ziyue's
smooth, bare back was clearly displayed before him. Her delicate shoulder blades protruded gracefully,
forming a beautiful curve with the taut lines of her spine.

It was a fairly ordinary sight, only slightly revealing. However, if one's gaze were to move down just a little further
, towards the upper end of her back, a dark black swimsuit blocked the boy's view, covering her two
fragrant buttocks . But simply covering her fair skin was far from enough; the swimsuit, clinging tightly to Ziyue's buttocks
, outlined the two rounded mounds in black.

The firm, taut flesh of her buttocks was tightly wrapped in the thin fabric. Even without touching it, just
looking at its beautiful lines and delicate contours was enough to evoke endless fantasies.

At such close range, the sexy curves of Ziyue's beautiful buttocks were fully visible. Looking closer,
one could even see the slight bulge where her buttocks met the seat, caused by her upright posture
.

With each slight shift of her body, the rounded curves stretched and contracted,
their contours shifting through the deep black fabric, hinting at the firmness and elasticity beneath. Moreover, the bikini bottoms
barely reached the upper thighs; a little further out, beyond the black fabric,
the expanse of white flesh at the base of her thighs contrasted sharply with the thin black bottoms that clung to her buttocks.

Liu Yi involuntarily swallowed, his mind racing with thoughts—should he examine that area?

Looking at those round buttocks, imagining the plump, white, and alluring shape inside the swim trunks, Liu Yi
decided to put that thought aside for now. After all, it was their first time giving a cleansing suggestion, and
it seemed inappropriate to be so eager as to touch Ziyue's overly sensitive areas on the first try, lest it arouse subconscious suspicion.

However, perhaps they could discuss the areas further down.

Somewhat excitedly licking his thirsty lips, Liu Yi unconsciously squatted down, raising his head
slightly above the seat, turning his attention to the thighs he had longed for. Having just moved up from high school, and given
her conservative family background, Ziyue usually wore jeans or sweatpants
—clothes rarely wearing skirts or pantyhose that accentuated her figure.

Seeing Ziyue's long, shapely thighs for the first time in a long time, Liu Yi bit his lip, trying his best to prevent a
strange, inexplicable smile from spreading across his face.

At this moment, Sister Ziyue's legs were dignifiedly together, assuming a seated posture. After changing into bikini-
style swim trunks, her two smooth thighs, including the upper thighs, were completely exposed to the air. Her
soft thighs and calves were well-proportioned and flawless. Her skin, long deprived of sunlight, appeared incredibly fair
and smooth, exuding softness at first glance.

"It must feel amazing to touch!" For some reason, Liu Yi felt this
thought impulse to act on impulse is a virtue of youth. Liu Yi moved his body to Sister Ziyue's side and
firmly reached out his hand towards her beautiful legs.

The first step to winning over a woman, of course, is to get her used to more intimate physical contact
.

From the moment he placed his hand on the edge of Sister Ziyue's thigh, the young man seemed to be carrying the mission of setting the stage for a grand
victory .

Finally, he touched Sister Ziyue's body.

Thinking of this, Liu Yi felt his heart pound a few more times, almost unable to hold back
a cry of excitement.

"Oh right, I wonder what Sister Ziyue's reaction is." Realizing he'd forgotten the most important thing
, he quickly looked up at the girl.

Sister Ziyue was still looking at him with that same virtuous, even slightly nervous, expression
. When their eyes met, he could see her purse her lips somewhat awkwardly, revealing a strange expression.

That odd expression made Liu Yi's heart pound.
His palms froze. But stopping now seemed guilty, so the boy could only continue his previous habit
, haphazardly sliding his hands across Sister Ziyue's thighs.

"Did Sister Ziyue notice something amiss?" A buzzing sound filled his mind, and a gloomy thought
resurfaced in the corner of his heart, lingering there, yet he dared not ask directly.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat stiff.

"It's so itchy, Xiaoyi. How's it going? Are you done checking?" After a long pause, Su Ziyue
finally spoke up.

Liu Yi's face twitched, and he continued to look intently at the girl. Ziyue's expression as she looked back was as calm as
ever ; upon reflection, she didn't actually seem angry.

He had simply been feeling guilty and had mistakenly assumed she was starting to notice something was wrong and was annoyed. A huge weight lifted
from his heart ; the waves of joy and intense tension were almost unbearable.

The boy reluctantly withdrew his hand from Ziyue's thigh, cleared his throat, and thankfully
confirmed that the overarching rule of "Ziyue must follow her rules in this house" had already begun to subtly instill
the implications of "dressing appropriately" and "keeping oneself clean."

Even stopping immediately wouldn't be a loss.

However, the boy still felt a lingering resentment;
it would be a shame . After a moment's thought, he ran out of the study. When he returned, he had a digital camera with him
. Before Ziyue could even ask a question, the boy proactively introduced, "Ziyue, proper attire and
personal are very important rules in my family. Since this is your first time adhering to such high standards, there are bound to be some
shortcomings. How about this, I'll take a picture to record it, so I can correct your behavior step by step.
You'll feel more accomplished when you see it later."

"Oh, okay." Treating this as a lesson in etiquette, Su Ziyue readily
agreed , showing no sign of reluctance.

"Alright, Ziyue, stand up first. Strike a pose, whatever."

Hearing the boy's words, Su Ziyue stood up, straightened her back, and made a V-sign with her arms.

Just like the pose on the album cover, it stirred Liu Yi's heart and strengthened the boy's
determination to win over this sister-in-law.

After casually instructing Ziyue to strike a few normal poses, Liu Yi added
the first "erotic" gesture to his instructions. "Okay, Ziyue, stand there. Then put one leg on
the back of the rattan chair, like some models do."

"Okay." Su Ziyue did as instructed. As a girl who had practiced internal martial arts since childhood
, she was already well-versed in stretching her ligaments and exercising her muscles. What might be a slightly difficult move for her peers
was just a piece of cake for Su Ziyue.

However, the obedient girl didn't bother to think about why she had to
pose like that.

Even according to common sense, ordinary models wouldn't pose in such a sexy way.

Even when she saw Liu Yi holding a camera and pointing it through the rattan at
her exposed inner thighs, Su Ziyue didn't think much of it.

Or rather, the strange feeling that had just been born in her mind was corrected by her "distorted" consciousness.

After all, Xiaoyi was her younger brother, her last direct relative in this world, and naturally,
the person she needed to trust. The thought of unfoundedly suspecting Xiaoyi felt like it would
taint some beautiful emotion, making Su Ziyue unwilling to delve into it.

Besides, "common sense" told her that as long as she didn't break the law, what she did in
her own home was perfectly reasonable, wasn't it?

As a guest, dressing appropriately according to the host's requirements and posing for the photos
was also perfectly reasonable.

The girl's deeply ingrained consciousness, bound by suggestion, had never had
the freedom . After a brief moment of confusion, she quickly found a "rational explanation for everything before her."
And the more this way of thinking arose, the more her brain accepted it, and the more relaxed she felt.
Watching Liu Yi take pictures from different angles, Su Ziyue even smiled slightly,
striking what she considered her most photogenic pose.

On the other side, the boy, his face flushed, held a camera. Even through the lens,
the beautiful scenery displayed on the camera screen was breathtaking.

Su Ziyue's bikini fabric was clearly ill-fitting; her full-coverage bra was noticeably too tight.
Her well-developed figure was undeniable; her pert breasts stretched her bra cups to almost a half-cup,
revealing a large expanse of white, sexy flesh.

Her panties were also a little too small, the slightly undersized fabric stretched taut by Ziyue's full, shapely buttocks
. The dark fabric, stretched by her sensual body, seemed to take on a virginal
fragrance, exuding an intangible, mysterious allure.

Even standing up slightly, one could vaguely see the cleft of her buttocks peeking through the gap in her panties.

The dark shadows and black fabric wove together an unusual temptation, though the gap was
n't the dim light. But that subtle exposure, mixed with a virgin's own sexual
fantasies, became the most intoxicating aphrodisiac.

Especially knowing that Sister Ziyue was repeatedly twisting her body and stretching her limbs under his command
, displaying the beauty of her female form without reservation.

Although Liu Yi didn't possess the supernatural ability to read minds, anyone who wasn't blind could see that Sister Ziyue maintained such a graceful attitude
throughout , as if being photographed dressed like this was a perfectly normal
thing. He could understand that in her mind, everything had been rationalized.

Su Ziyue, who should have been his sister-in-law if it weren't for that accident, was now following
his orders, striking such seductive poses in front of him. She had completely forgotten her girlish modesty and elegance.
Although Liu Yi, as the instigator, knew that it was an unintentional act after being bewitched, the fact that everything
went smoothly gave the young man the illusion that he had already conquered Sister Ziyue.

To commit these lewd acts towards the woman who should have been his sister-in-law, the feeling of transgression was like an exciting drug
, and his heart was pounding with excitement. Suppressing his excitement, the boy tried his best to maintain a serious tone, "Sister Ziyue, what's the limit

of your flexibility ?" 　　"Why are you suddenly asking this?" 　　Su Ziyue thought for a moment and then casually replied, "Probably about the same as those dancers. But I probably can't compare to professional acrobats. After all, although my family has techniques like spirit summoning and body possession that require a certain level of physical ability, the requirements for ordinary techniques aren't particularly exaggerated, hehe." 　　As she spoke, the girl quickly revealed a smug smile, looking quite pleased with herself. 　　The Daoist sect has always valued humility, and over the centuries, this revered noble style has even decayed into hypocrisy. Sister Ziyue's playful smile was probably a demeanor she wouldn't show to outsiders. 　　Liu Yi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling somewhat complicated. However, he didn't show it on his face, responding with a smile . 　　As the only person in the room with normal common sense, he clearly knew what he was doing. 　　Incest and the seduction of widows are considered extremely immoral themes even in adult videos. Within this traditionally conservative circle, the young man was acutely aware of his depravity and baseness. 　　Although he was using Ziyue's longing for her older brother, the initial stages of his transformation through common sense meant he couldn't easily distort human will. 　　Ziyue, trusting him so much, as his sister-in-law and elder sister who trusted her brother, was being constantly violated by his own "principles," even being filmed, her involuntary seductive gestures forever captured on camera. 　　Even knowing he was walking a path deviating from societal ethics, if his , not only would he be disgraced, but his entire family would be shamed. 　　Yet, these complex thoughts boiled down to a single sentence: "So, Ziyue, can you perform for me?" 　　"Oh, sure," Su Ziyue, her will led astray, replied in a normal tone . 　　Soon, a large number of files appeared on the camera in his hand. For example, there was a video of Ziyue stretching her legs out in a split on the floor with a calm expression. Fortunately, the thin bikini bottoms were stretchy enough, but even so, the contours of the girl's plump vulva were clearly visible on the screen. The boy, prompted by this, even revealed a wicked thought, persuading Ziyue to lie on her back on the floor, keeping her legs in the split position, and do sit-ups using only her core strength. 　　The girl, mistaken for doing something insignificant 　　, agreed without hesitation. Unaware of how lewd her actions appeared to outsiders , those simple lying-up and sit-up movements had clearly become a performance to satisfy male lust. 　　The splits, performed while simultaneously doing sit-ups, forced a change in posture. Originally, the vulva was positioned out of sight, but this required adjusting the position. The buttocks pressed back with the body's backward movement, while the vulva had to lift slightly after the rear of the buttocks touched the ground. Combined with the wide-spread legs , it looked as if she was deliberately positioning herself with her buttocks facing the boy , as if to spread her soft vulva open for his view. The exertion of her waist and abdomen, the protruding breasts , and the labia visible beneath her black swim trunks exuded a dazzling and alluring charm. 　　After adding a series of photos and videos to the otherwise empty hard drive, and seeing that the time was approaching a suspicious point, Liu Yi reluctantly called a halt to the performance. 　　This time, due to the significant time wasted on changing, showering, and filming, the lecture had to be abruptly ended. 　　Just before the girl was about to leave, Liu Yi suddenly called out to her. "By the way, Sister Ziyue, there's a rather strange rule in my family. I don't know how it was passed down, but women entering or leaving my house must tiptoe and hop at the entrance ." 　　"Hop? That's a strange rule." Su Ziyue turned around, her face clearly showing surprise, before she chuckled. 　　Liu Yi nodded, spreading his hands in a helpless gesture, and said in a nonchalant tone, " Yes, many of the rules in my family have been passed down from ancient times. Some of them might be outdated, perhaps they've just been changed."

"That rule is a remnant from an era when there were still thresholds, but anyway, a rule is a rule.
It's not anything too outrageous, so I'll have to trouble you to follow it, Sister Ziyue."

The girl tilted her head, and after perhaps only 0…1 seconds of thought, made a playful expression. "
Okay , then it's your choice."

As she spoke, Su Ziyue lightly tiptoed, nimbly jumping several tens of centimeters high. After landing, she turned back and
stuck her tongue out at the boy. "How was it?"

"Great!" The boy clapped exaggeratedly, his genuine excitement at another successful hint
seemingly infecting Su Ziyue, whose smile widened even more.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Sister Ziyue suddenly took a few steps closer, pressed herself against him, and
left .

"This is a kiss of love from your aunt, bye-bye!" As if she had just finished a prank,
Sister Ziyue stuck out her tongue, made a funny face, and energetically greeted him before heading out.

After watching the girl leave, Liu Yi clutched his chest, his heart pounding with excitement
—a burning passion fueled by desire.

His earlier request for Ziyue to make those strange movements in and out of the house wasn't purely out of boredom; it
had a deeper meaning. Most importantly, it was to make Ziyue's mindset accustomed to obeying him. No matter
how strange or pointless the behavior, as long as it met
the two elements of "being in this house" and "his own rules," she would execute it like a conditioned reflex.

Initially, these suggestions would be harmless, seemingly insignificant matters, but
as time went on, they might even lead to other interesting and substantial actions.

Thinking of this, Liu Yi felt an astonishing dryness in his throat.

However, despite his thoughts, Liu Yi understood that Ziyue was a practitioner of both martial arts and magic, and also
one of the heirs of the long-established Su family. Both her innate and acquired environment made her realize
she was beyond her peers. The overlapping of several identities allowed her
to maintain her composure even when facing ordinary people, and even hostile evil spirits and demons. She had long cultivated a confident and self-reliant noble temperament. The reason she was
rarely affected by this temperament wasn't because she possessed the same powerful aura. Rather, it was because Sister Ziyue
saw her as her elder brother's younger brother, or even a projection of him, deliberately lowering her stance and treating her gently.
However, her inherently proud nature meant that when she obeyed her own commands, it was likely a misinterpretation of her own consciousness
as a necessary compromise to "social rules," coupled with indulgence towards her kin. It wasn't
genuine obedience.

Therefore, it wasn't enough, far from enough.

Sister Ziyue's body and mind had to become more accustomed to her own commands. Every step, every
breath, every thought, every glance had to be meticulously adjusted to mold
her exquisitely beautiful, divinely bestowed body into the most suitable form for her partner.

Just as Pavlov's dog, upon hearing a bell, naturally thinks of food and its mouth
salivates at the mere thought, so too should Liu Yi ensure that once Ziyue fulfills the "obedience requirement,"
she will inevitably connect seemingly unrelated things and become completely subservient to him. Until the very end
, even without the medium of "the house connected to her brother," Ziyue will still
obey because of his words, and then everything will be perfect.

While contemplating these incestuous and wicked thoughts that could never be expressed in words, Liu Yi's eyes shone with a bewildered light
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