Sweet training

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In the elegant little kitchen, decorated in pale orange tones, the freshly made fruit cake, just taken from the old-fashioned oven, exuded a rich and enticing sweet aroma. The chocolate paste being stirred was equally mouthwatering, and the colorful creams about to adorn the fruit cake were simply irresistible.
Yue carefully placed the freshly stirred chocolate paste into a transparent container and set it aside. Then, she picked up a slice of strawberry cake, cut it in half, and gently and evenly brushed the thick, tempting chocolate paste onto both slices with a special little brush…
“Are you hungry… wait a little longer…”
Realizing that her waist was tightly embraced by a pair of slender, delicate arms, Yue smiled gently but didn’t stop what she was doing.
“No, I’m not hungry. Yue… do you remember what you promised me?”
Meng Wuhen rested his head against Yue’s back, gently stroking it, making Yue inwardly sigh. She… she had been so easily aroused by his simple actions.
But she had promised him so many things that she couldn’t even remember them all. What was he referring to?
Could it be…
Yue inadvertently caught sight of a stack of SM books and a nearly 3-meter-long, extremely strong black leather rope on the elegant sky-blue dining table. Her face instinctively paled slightly, revealing a rare hint of panic.
Of course, Meng Wuhen, leaning against Yue's back, couldn't see Yue's expression at this moment.
"Yue?"
"Yes… Master."
Yue replied with a wry smile, barely managing to calm her tense nerves.
If it's Meng Wuhen… it should… be alright… she… should be able to…
"Then Yue, take off your clothes now and kneel down beside me."
Meng Wuhen excitedly spun around a few times before finally sitting down on the soft chair by the table. Now, even the delicious desserts that usually attracted his attention couldn't make him take his eyes off Yue.
"…Please, please let me finish making your desserts first."
Yue's body visibly stiffened.
"No! Take off your clothes."
Meng Wuhen commanded willfully.
“…Yes.”
Yue resignedly lowered her eyes, and under Meng Wuhen’s ambiguous gaze, she awkwardly undressed herself…until she was completely naked.
A strong, straight figure, well-proportioned yet supple muscles, perfectly elastic skin, a gentle expression tinged with shyness and helplessness—Meng Wuhen realized this was the first time he had observed Yue’s body so closely.
…Ugh!!
Why can’t I have a body like his?!
Looking at Meng Wuhen’s adorable expression as he turned his head away in a huff, Yue couldn’t help but smile. Sure enough, Meng Wuhen had always been bothered by this.
But…there was nothing she could do…
Slowly, Yue walked to Meng Wuhen’s side, obediently kneeling at his feet, and symbolically submitting by taking his slender, alluring fingertips into her mouth, carefully licking them. This at least slightly roused Meng Wuhen’s fragile pride.
Really, Yue always knew what she was thinking.
Although Yue was already mentally prepared, she couldn't help but tense up again when Meng Wuhen reached for the leather cord on the table.
As if deliberately wanting to see Yue's rare nervousness, Meng Wuhen slowly took the cord to the chocolate mixture Yue had just stirred. He dipped his index finger in it and tasted it—delicious… Then, he immersed the entire cord in the chocolate mixture. Once he was sure it was completely coated, he pulled it out and rolled it in the sugar jar beside him. The white sugar granules naturally adhered to the now dark brown, soft cord, creating a mouthwatering sensation.
Only then did Meng Wuhen stop.
When he returned to Yue with the cord, the sweet aroma emanating from it made her even more nervous.
Although he was mentally prepared, it seemed pointless to be prepared for something like this...
However, what puzzled Yue was that Meng Wuhen hadn't moved for a long time.
"Master?"
Yue called out softly in confusion, wondering what was wrong.
"...Forgot."
Meng Wuhen didn't look at Yue, but muttered something under his breath, then reopened the closed "Basic Guide to Domination." How to tie it up again...
...Ugh...
Why is it so complicated...
First, fold the leather rope in half, then wrap the leather rope around Yue's neck and tie a slipknot...
And then...
It should be like this...
Something seems wrong again...
...
Looking at Meng Wuhen's beautiful face that changed in an instant, Yue couldn't help but want to laugh. This was the first time he had ever seen Meng Wuhen with so many expressions.
However, the profession of a dominatrix... it seems forever out of reach for Meng Wuhen...
...Finally, Meng Wuhen managed to almost remember the binding method (actually, it was far from perfect), and wrapped the rope around Yue's neck...
...
"...No, that's not how it's done. The left end of the rope should go under the right armpit... Yes... like that... No, that's not how it's done... then wrap it back around the neck... tie a knot... No... not there... it should be..."
Yue's reminders clearly had no real effect. The leather rope, having finally lost its patience, haphazardly wrapped around him.
Ugh!
Why is it so difficult?!
Compared to Meng Wuhen's displeasure, Yue wore an expected expression of helplessness. How could Meng Wuhen, who couldn't even tie his shoelaces properly, possibly learn such a difficult binding method? Being a dominatrix also requires talent, Yue was certain, and her master... definitely didn't have that talent!
Start over!
After reviewing the book again, Meng Wuhen perked up once more. This time, her technique was slightly better than before… but it still lacked the beauty and sensuality described in the book, and the knots were uneven, riddled with errors… However, at least she managed to tie it properly…
Heh, she really was a genius…
Now, she'd move on to the next project…
Just as Yue, with her strange expression, was about to remind Meng Wuhen of something, the aroma of toasting bread danced romantically in the air…
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"Master, the desserts are ready."
Yue placed two plates of strawberry cake, cream cookies, and coconut bagels on the table, then obediently knelt at Meng Wuhen's feet again.
"Ah…"
Meng Wuhen was startled, looking adorably bewildered.
Yue… Yue…
Impossible, Yue couldn't possibly have broken free, Yue couldn't possibly…
"You forgot to tie the last knot…"
The most important one…
Yue reminded him helplessly, her expression still quite strange. It seemed Yue had put a lot of effort into suppressing the laughter that was about to escape her lips...
"Master...
is really cute..."
"Huh???"
What does that mean...
Yue isn't going to say that she just randomly hung the leather rope on him, and actually... actually... didn't...
No, that can't be...
That... that... that's too embarrassing...
Meng Wuhen stared at the leather rope hanging on Yue's body with a flushed face. The leather rope, which exuded a sweet fragrance, seemed to be looking at him with a half-smile, as if... as if it really was as Yue said...
"Ah!!! Oh no! I... forgot again..."
Meng Wuhen, who was just about to start over, suddenly looked at Yue pitifully. What he remembered just now... is now...
"Sigh..."
Yue turned her head away and sighed softly. (Why turn her head away? Of course, it's because she couldn't help but chuckle and was afraid Meng Wuhen would hurt her pride. It's better to cover it up with a sigh... still laughing...)
With a soft sigh from Yue, the leather rope that had been quietly hanging on Yue's body seemed to be suddenly given a magical life. It twisted and turned on Yue's body like a snake, quickly tying a series of beautiful knots. Before long, in Meng Wuhen's dazed gaze, the leather rope had automatically tied the last knot.
Because the chocolate paste on the leather rope had only recently solidified, and because of such a standard binding method (if Yue's binding method was a perfect score, then Meng Wuhen's binding method just now... was... a negative score...), every inch of the leather rope was close to Yue's skin. The solidified chocolate paste was melted a little by the body heat, and the sugar mixed in was pressed against the skin by the leather rope. The indescribable roughness and discomfort made Yue feel a strange tingling sensation. Although it didn't have much of an effect, it subtly teased Yue's sensitive nerves.
Because his wrists were secured behind his back with leather ropes tightly connected to his waist, and his legs couldn't be fully closed due to several small knots on the inside of his thighs, forcing them together would pull the ropes, making his body immediately experience the difference between the bondage of a dominatrix and ordinary bondage. Therefore, this forced Yue to maintain an awkward kneeling position with his legs half-spread, his upper body only able to stand straight and lean slightly backward.
"Uh..."
Feeling that this position was too embarrassing, Yue subconsciously wriggled a little, and this slight movement caused a low cry mixed with a few groans to escape from his mouth. He had forgotten that with this kind of binding, every sensitive point on his body was pressed, wrapped, or knotted by leather ropes. With his movement, all the sensitive points on his body were simultaneously stimulated slightly, especially with the addition of granulated sugar and sticky chocolate, which amplified the stimulation.
Yue forced himself to remain still, fearing he might do something inappropriate again… His handsome face flushed crimson. How could he… how could he… in front of his master…
“Why… Yue would…”
Meng Wuhen finally sensed something was wrong. In fact, he had vaguely felt it when Yue reminded him earlier. Yue… how could Yue… be bound like this…
Could it be…?
Noticing Yue avoiding his gaze, staring uncertainly at the ground, Meng Wuhen simply reached out and gently placed his hand on the back of Yue’s neck, and then… before Yue could react, he pulled hard…
“Ah…”
Yue almost collapsed to the ground on the spot. Such a strong pull would certainly cause the leather rope to dig deep into the skin, but more importantly, the special large knot that was already deeply embedded in Yue’s body—yes, the last knot… was right at Yue’s anus. Under Meng Wuhen’s strong pull, the entire knot was deeply embedded inside. Due to the melting chocolate and the coarse sugar, an indescribable strange sensation washed over Yue’s clear consciousness like a tidal wave.
Fortunately, Meng Wuhen immediately loosened the leather rope, which made Yue feel a little better. Although a light rose-colored mark had appeared on Yue's beautiful skin, of course, such a blow would not cause Yue any pain. However, glistening beads of sweat appeared on Yue's forehead, and her slender and well-proportioned body trembled slightly. Biting her lip, Yue used her willpower to barely suppress the shameful moan that was about to escape her lips.
However, Meng Wuhen wouldn't let Yue off so easily. Yue had probably started learning how to be a sex slave because of a casual remark he'd made... what a fool...
Ignoring Yue's agonizing endurance, Meng Wuhen pulled on another leather rope. This time, he playfully wrapped it around his knuckles, tugging at it lightly and heavily...
At this moment, Yue's condition could only be described as torture. The relentless, intrusive stimulation, like a demon, teased the desires deep within Yue's body. The knot between his thighs also intruded on his inescapable rear entrance with varying degrees of pressure. A rosy, decadent mist seemed to rise around Yue's entire body, enough to ignite the desires in anyone's heart. Yet, even so, Yue bit his lower lip tightly, refusing to utter another sound. This was the last shred of dignity he had left.
Of course, Meng Wuhen could easily tear that shred of dignity away.
"Moon...I...want to hear Moon's voice...please..."
Dissatisfied with Moon's patience, Meng Wuhen pleaded with her. Meng Wuhen knew very well that Moon would be absolutely unable to resist his adorable expression. Sure enough, Moon was stunned for a moment, then her face turned so red it was almost dripping blood.
...However...
"Really...I can't do anything with you..."
Looking at Meng Wuhen's expectant eyes, Moon finally gave a bitter smile... She closed her captivating, melting amethyst-like eyes as if burying her head in the sand. After a moment's hesitation, a soft, suppressed moan, as delicate as a whisper, floated out from Moon's beautiful lips, poetic and dreamlike. Then, a torrent of soft moans and passionate gasps poured out uncontrollably...
So beautiful...
Meng Wuhen watched, mesmerized, as Moon unconsciously tightened her grip on the leather rope, which made Moon's body tremble uncontrollably.
It was truly beautiful. The black leather ropes, still exuding a sweet fragrance, bound Yue's slender and graceful body in the most perfect way. At the same time, they completely revealed Yue's most genuine reactions to Meng Wuhen's eyes. Her handsome face, made even more captivating and soul-stirring by her slightly shy and embarrassed moans, was breathtaking.
However, this exquisite scene belonged only to one person.
"Ah!"
The coolness on her chest startled Yue, who was teetering on the edge of desire. Her body instinctively arched backward to avoid it, but the excessive movement caused the leather rope to dig deep into her soft skin, leaving alluring rose-red marks. The knot at her anus then slipped deeper into her body. To alleviate the knot's intrusion, Yue reflexively arched backward again, her body, burning with lust, instantly forming an arch. Most of her chest was now completely exposed to Meng Wuhen's eyes.
However, Meng Wuhen, who always took advantage of Yue, gently pressed her delicate, snow-white hand against her collarbone, then pressed down slightly. Because of the unique way the leather rope was tied, Yue's legs couldn't close, and this position revealed her entire lower body to Meng Wuhen's view.
On one of Yue's swollen nipples, a drop of cool, delicious green apple juice reflected a dazzling light.
This position made Yue gasp for breath in discomfort, her body feeling as if it had been broken. Yet, Yue forced herself to remain in this humiliating and unbearable posture, allowing Meng Wuhen's burning gaze to freely explore her most private parts.
As expected, Meng Wuhen's warm tongue naturally explored Yue's alluring nipple, sucking on its unusual coolness, while his sharp teeth left several deep marks on it.
But what Yue hadn't anticipated was…
Meng Wuhen simultaneously picked up a glass filled with greenish-blue iced apple juice from the table, raised it to mid-air, and poured it straight onto Yue's… pitiful lower body, filled with desire yet tightly bound by leather straps…
The icy liquid caused Yue's body to tremble violently, almost instinctively wanting to escape this unbearable treatment…
Of course, Yue wouldn't avoid it, even if it was instinct.
Forcing back all the uncontrollable movements of his body, Yue's lips only curled into a helpless, bitter smile once again.
From the moment he agreed to Meng Wuhen's request, he should have known what he was going to suffer…
He had no choice, he knew he couldn't refuse Meng Wuhen, and even if Meng Wuhen gave him another chance, he still couldn't refuse that expression, that look.
"Moon..."
Meng Wuhen suddenly grabbed the leather rope around Yue's chest, pulling her upper body up. Because she was too weak, both Meng Wuhen and Yue fell to the ground simultaneously... no... even in this moment of lust-driven consciousness, Yue instinctively fell beneath Meng Wuhen, using her body to protect her master from injury. However, because her body was bound by the leather rope, Yue couldn't adjust her position when catching Meng Wuhen who had fallen onto her chest, causing her to cough violently.
Meng Wuhen seemed completely unaware of Yue's discomfort, her entire body still tightly draped over Yue, her arms wrapped around Yue's neck like snakes, gently biting the leather rope around her neck—it tasted sweet.
However...
an inappropriate "glug" sound made Yue slightly furrow her beautiful brows.
"You should eat something."
Easily freeing herself from the leather rope, she casually put on the clothes lying on the ground, got up, and brought the dessert from the table to Meng Wuhen, her expression turning serious.
"I'm so hungry..."
Meng Wuhen swallowed unconsciously, staring at the delicious dessert in Yue's hand.
But...
how annoying! Yue is always so calm... just now she was just as moved as I was... but now...
you..."
Yue suddenly pulled Meng Wuhen into her arms with her other hand, pressing Meng Wuhen's head tightly against her chest.
This was...
a rapid heartbeat... and a lingering desire in her lower body...
Meng Wuhen looked up in surprise, meeting Yue's faint, bitter smile.
So... Yue was just like her... it wasn't just her who was caught up in lust... Yue was actually...
"Alright, eat quickly, otherwise your body won't be able to take it."
Seeing that Meng Wuhen was no longer being stubborn, Yue immediately used two fingers to pick up a slice of strawberry cake and brought it to Meng Wuhen's lips.
Meng Wuhen obediently bit into the strawberry cake, but that was all. Before Yue could react, Meng Wuhen had already pounced into Yue's arms, and without a word, fed the cake to Yue.
Sweet and delicious, melting in your mouth, it's definitely the best of desserts, but... Yue's expression didn't look like he was enjoying it at all... Oh my god... He hates this kind of sweet stuff the most...
After finally swallowing the cake in his mouth, Yue helplessly noticed that Meng Wuhen had picked up the cookie again.
"Master..."
Yue looked at what Meng Wuhen was holding and finally couldn't help but plead. Oh my god... He would rather be played with by Meng Wuhen like before than eat this sweet and greasy stuff...
"Didn't Yue say that what I like, I will like too, and what I hate, I will hate too? Are you lying to me?"
Meng Wuhen looked at Yue with teary eyes. Could it be... could it be that Yue was lying to him...
"..."
On purpose, he was definitely on purpose. He knew he didn't like sweets...
But...
Yue sighed resignedly, opened his mouth and bit into the cookie, chewed it quickly a few times, and then swallowed it while enduring the indescribable sweetness.
To be honest, Yue really didn't understand why Meng Wuhen liked to eat this kind of thing...
"Yue, there's more..."
...
Actually, after eating too many sweet things, she felt that sweet things weren't necessarily as bad as she had imagined.
Yue now felt that the desserts she made were actually quite delicious.
It's just...
Meng Wuhen looked at the dwindling desserts, her face growing increasingly unpleasant...
Ugh!
Didn't Yue hate sweet things?
...
"There's more!"
Meng Wuhen licked the cream off Yue's fingers, still wanting more, and opened her mouth again.
"Yes."
Yue gently placed a piece of chocolate cake into Meng Wuhen's mouth, watching Meng Wuhen's enjoyable expression, her gaze filled with tenderness and doting.
Meng Wuhen leaned against Yue's chest without any regard for appearances, occasionally opening her mouth for more, but her gaze never left Yue's eyes.
So beautiful...
Meng Wuhen reached out and wrapped her arms around Yue's neck, mesmerized.
Purple… beautiful purple…
he loved purple the most… because purple was the color of the moon…
in his dark purple eyes, only his own reflection could ever be seen…
and his beautiful purple hair…
Meng Wuhen suddenly bit a strand of Yue's long hair that was hanging down. Hmm, it was sweet, and it had a faint sweet fragrance.
Then, there was the tattoo on her collarbone… so beautiful…
“Yue, I want it.”
In front of Yue, Meng Wuhen never hid his desires.
“…Yes.”
Yue gently undressed Meng Wuhen, but found that, without her noticing, the leather rope had reappeared in Meng Wuhen's hand.
Staring at Meng Wuhen in surprise, Yue resigned herself to the fact that she couldn't escape it today. Oh well, since he wanted to play, she might as well let him play to his heart's content.
Gently laying Meng Wuhen flat on the ground, the leather rope bound Yue's body again.
Although Yue was straddling Meng Wuhen, in reality, most of her weight was supported by her knees, and because her hands were tied behind her back, this weight was even heavier.
Meng Wuhen propped himself up slightly on his elbows, his lustful gaze fixed on Yue's lower body.
"Yue, open wider...open your legs wider...okay..."
His alluring, dreamlike voice seemed to bewitch Yue, who complied. Only when she felt something flowing through her lower body did she realize that the large knot had become completely embedded in her. The rope was too taut, causing her vagina to ache...
Not wanting Meng Wuhen to see the blood, Yue laboriously lowered herself, gently taking one of Meng Wuhen's small, adorable nipples into her mouth, skillfully teasing it. Unable to support herself with her hands, Yue concentrated all her weight on her knees, enduring the pain as the knot, taking advantage of her position, penetrated even deeper into her body. Yue could even clearly feel the blood seeping out.
"Yue..."
Meng Wuhen grabbed Yue's long hair, writhing uncontrollably, his moans mingling with lust. He was completely devoured by desire.
Looking at the beautiful body beneath her, now aroused, Yue smiled bitterly, her eyes filled with an intense tenderness.
Using her hands bound behind her back, Yue struggled to spread her sexy buttocks, reaching inside to pull out the blood-soaked knot, and sat on its beautiful, pointed shape. Although without proper lubrication, the blood itself lubricated her, allowing her to easily swallow Meng Wuhen's desire, though the process was excruciatingly painful.
"Yue...move...faster...Yue..."
Ignoring Yue's recovery from the pain, Meng Wuhen frantically grabbed the leather ropes binding her chest, pulling her tightly towards him.
Yue exhaled softly, obediently swallowing Meng Wuhen's swollen desire, ignoring the horrifying crimson blood seeping from their joined bodies.
That's right, this is the real reason why Yue resolutely refused to let Meng Wuhen be the submissive one. Yue couldn't imagine what kind of harm Meng Wuhen's body would suffer if he were to be the submissive one, given his frenzied state of desire.
Yue liked this position and this method because only in this way could Yue control the process of lovemaking and ensure that Meng Wuhen wouldn't harm himself in the heat of desire.
Unbeknownst to her, Yue had quietly broken free of the black leather ropes again, using one hand to hold Meng Wuhen's hands, which were gripping the floor, above his head, and the other hand to gently probe into Meng Wuhen's warm mouth, making sure he wouldn't bite his lower lip or uvula.
Actually, Yue had always been puzzled by Meng Wuhen's frenzied desires, and also... why that person wouldn't allow anyone to touch Meng Wuhen...
It wasn't until much later that Yue learned the truth... the truth that made it even harder for Yue to leave Meng Wuhen...
...
"Yue..."
Meng Wuhen, as usual, released all his desires into Yue's body, but what Meng Wuhen didn't notice was... Yue suddenly pinched her own penis... After the excruciating pain, her nearly lost penis went limp...
In any case, Yue didn't want to defile Meng Wuhen's body, and this position was the only way...
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"Yue..."
Meng Wuhen's soft call made Yue, who was just about to get up to clean herself, freeze. How could... how could Meng Wuhen wake up so early...
Oh no... he must have seen her bleeding...
"Yue... you're bleeding... I made Yue bleed again..."
Meng Wuhen closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. He always hurt Yue... he always...
“Master…”
Just as Yue was about to say something, Meng Wuhen opened his eyes and skillfully pulled the clothes from the ground to cover Yue’s eyes. Although it wasn’t the first time, being naked in the dark still made Yue tremble involuntarily…
And, could it be… that Meng Wuhen… wanted to play…
“So beautiful…”
Meng Wuhen’s cool fingertips teasingly traced Yue’s lips… below her ears… collarbone… chest… lower abdomen… Yue’s hands unconsciously gripped the floor, her knuckles turning white.
However, Meng Wuhen held Yue’s hands, not wanting Yue to get hurt.
Yue suddenly wanted to laugh. This situation seemed similar to before, only the roles had been reversed. Clearly not wanting the other to get hurt… yet always…
But Yue’s heart warmed, and a gentle smile appeared.
Meng Wuhen always revealed a faint tenderness unintentionally…
“Yue…”
Meng Wuhen coquettishly lifted Yue’s breasts with his hands.
"Yue, can you do it yourself?"
"..."
Yue hesitated for a moment, then obediently hugged her knees, completely exposing her most private parts to Meng Wuhen. Her alluring skin turned a light rose-red with shyness and embarrassment. This was the first time she had ever shown herself to Meng Wuhen.
Her charming little hole, constantly contracting with shyness... the red and white fluid flowing from the opening...
Feeling Meng Wuhen's burning gaze wantonly invading her shy little hole, Yue couldn't help but turn her already flushed face away in embarrassment.
Meng Wuhen's cool fingertips gently brushed Yue's thighs, which were trembling slightly with shyness, and slowly slid towards the inside of her thighs.
"Yue is reacting."
Meng Wuhen's chuckle made her even more embarrassed. It was just his gaze; Meng Wuhen's fingers hadn't even touched her sensitive parts yet, and she had actually...
Now, Yue's only consolation was... that her eyes were covered... Although it was an act of self-deception... Yue was still glad that she didn't see herself like this.
"Relax...it's not the first time anyway..."
Yue told herself again, but there was no way to relax in this situation...
It was different from before. Before, she was in control, but now, Meng Wuhen was in control...
As expected... she still couldn't get used to being controlled by someone else...even if it was Meng Wuhen...
She hoped she could get used to Meng Wuhen soon...
"Ugh!!!"
Meng Wuhen's tantrum gradually calmed Yue's newly ignited desire...
Tearing off the clothes covering her eyes, Yue looked at Meng Wuhen, who was no longer playing with her, with a questioning look, her voice still a little dry...
"Master..."
"Why?"
"..."
"Why didn't you refuse??? I went so far! Why didn't you refuse!!!"
So far! She really went too far! Knowing that Yue doted on him... he took advantage of it all... He knew how excessive he was...
Why... why didn't he say no...
Yue's complete obedience and tolerance of all his unreasonable behavior made Meng Wuhen even more perplexed...
Why...
why was he so tolerant of his tantrums...
"Why... why would I refuse you?"
Yue paused, then obediently lowered his head.
"Why would I refuse you... Yue is so happy to please you, Master..."
Was it another test?
Yue didn't know, Yue knew, but Meng Wuhen was always intentionally or unintentionally testing the limits of his tolerance... using various methods to confirm his loyalty...
He wanted to know what kind of existence Yue held in his heart...
Even now... he still couldn't give him complete security...
"Pleasure... please, is that it?"
Meng Wuhen murmured, repeating those two words. As long as he could please him, Yue was willing to do anything, right...?
"I... I love Yue the most..."
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Finally, it's quiet...
Yue gazed tenderly at the tired boy nestled in her arms, a thin, bitter smile playing on her lips...
In truth, her indulgence of him was unbelievable even to herself. She couldn't remember when her affection for him ceased to be based on pity; time... seven years... The initial pity must have melted away in those seven years... This melted pity had long since transformed into a pure emotion she herself didn't understand... Seven years... Even the purest pity, after seven years of living together day and night... was no longer pity... Pure pity... couldn't sustain seven years...
This inexplicable emotion had settled to the point where it could never be dissolved again...
"Moon... next time... let's play again..."
Meng Wuhen stirred slightly, his indistinct murmurs causing Yue's face to turn deathly pale... next time... let's play again...
Sigh...
I really shouldn't have agreed to things so easily...
next time...
next time... definitely...
next time... I'll definitely do it again...
I'm truly beyond help...
Gazing intently at the soundly sleeping Meng Wuhen, the doting and loving look in Yue's eyes was enough to suffocate anyone... But... this doting and loving look... will forever belong to only one person...

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