Fang Xuan swallowed.
He took a step back.
“Senior Sister, I… today…”
“Shut up.”
Ning Xian cut him off, her voice cold.
Then she stepped forward, pressed a hand against his chest, and gave a light push. Fang Xuan fell back onto the soft couch.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over—Senior Sister is going to take revenge!
He might actually die here today.
‘Little Xuan, I’m sorry… I got you into this…’
Ning Xian leaned down, looking at him.
“Junior Brother isn’t being obedient. Today, you’ll be properly punished.”
Fang Xuan could only give an awkward laugh.
“Senior Sister, I was wrong…”
“What were you wrong about?”
“I shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have added the laws of lust while you were unconscious…”
“And?”
“I shouldn’t have made you say those things…”
“And?”
Fang Xuan thought for a moment.
“I shouldn’t have… made you say ‘do it again’?”
Ning Xian’s small face flushed slightly, but she didn’t let go.
She lowered her head and kissed him.
Fang Xuan was still thinking—what kind of punishment is this? Just some playful teasing.
But in the next second, he realized how wrong he was.
Because Ning Xian’s kiss carried the laws of lust—a rosy-red mist passed from her lips into his.
Then, little by little, it seeped into his body.
Fang Xuan’s eyes widened slightly.
This feeling… so strange…
No, it was incredibly comfortable…
So this is what it feels like to be affected by the laws of lust… was this how Senior Sister felt every time?
Seeing his expression, Ning Xian felt a strange sense of satisfaction rise in her heart.
Junior Brother is like this because of her… so cute… she wanted to continue…
She forced herself to keep a stern face, pretending to be fierce.
“Junior Brother, say it.”
Fang Xuan shook his head, his gaze unfocused as he looked at her.
It’s over. He’s about to be…
“Say… say what?”
“Say, ‘I am Senior Sister’s sex slave.’”
Fang Xuan’s eyes widened slightly.
Senior Sister actually dared to reverse the roles—unbelievable. Looks like she hasn’t been given enough training.
But his consciousness was slipping…
He clenched his teeth and shook his head.
Ning Xian narrowed her eyes slightly. “Junior Brother won’t say it?”
Wrapped up.
Under the backlash of the laws of lust… in that instant, Fang Xuan felt like he had reached heaven.
—Tears were already streaming down his face…
Ning Xian bit her lip lightly. “Still won’t say it?”
…
…so pleasurable it felt like dying.
Tears poured down…
Ning Xian looked at him and spoke fiercely again: “Why did it go soft? Hurry and stand up…”
“Senior Sister…”
“Shut up. This is punishment. Say it—‘I am Senior Sister’s… sex slave.’”
“Please, Senior Sister…”
The system didn’t even give a reward—what a loss.
So this really was a setup for him…
“Still not saying it?” Ning Xian’s gaze turned dangerous again. “Then I’ll make you… do it a hundred times.”
…
A hundred times?!
Fang Xuan panted, already feeling like he was about to die.
The influence of the laws of lust didn’t distinguish between male and female…
He had no choice…
“I am… Senior Sister’s… sex slave…”
He was just completing Senior Sister’s task. No, no—he was just making it up to her.
Not because of any strange preferences…
And today’s humiliation—he would definitely repay it with double training in the future.
…
Ning Xian looked at him, a hint of satisfaction and a hint of lingering desire in her eyes.
“Junior Brother, you’re overthinking it. Even if you said it, you still have to do it a hundred times…”
She knew this wasn’t quite right… but she couldn’t help herself.
A disobedient Junior Brother deserved to be thoroughly punished.
…
“Senior Sister, I’ll die…”
“No… you won’t.”
Fang Xuan: “…”
Little Xuan, you’re really going to die today!
He struggled, trying to run.
But the moment he moved, Ning Xian pinned him down.
“Junior Brother isn’t obedient. If you try to run, I’ll add ten more times.”
Fang Xuan immediately stopped moving.
Ning Xian nodded in satisfaction, then continued.
…
Half an hour later.
Fang Xuan lay on the soft couch, eyes unfocused.
He couldn’t remember how many times it had been. His mind was a blur, completely unable to count…
Ning Xian looked at him like this, her heart both soft and itchy.
Junior Brother looked so pitiful… she wanted to continue…
She spoke fiercely again: “Why did it go soft again? It’s only been half an hour…”
Fang Xuan looked at her, lifeless, and said weakly, “Senior Sister… if this continues, I really will die…”
Ning Xian thought for a moment.
“You won’t.”
“I will…”
“You won’t.”
Fang Xuan stopped moving entirely.
He really had no strength left…
Little Xuan had completely gone on strike.
Ning Xian frowned.
Junior Brother actually dared not move…
“If Junior Brother won’t move, then the punishment clearly isn’t enough. Add another hundred times.”
Fang Xuan’s eyes widened…
…
After a long time.
“Junior Brother… Junior Brother…” Ning Xian called.
Why did he pass out…
It’s her fault… she went too far…
But she really couldn’t help it…
She reached out and gently touched Fang Xuan’s face.
Even sleeping, Junior Brother looked adorable.
A huge sense of satisfaction rose in her heart.
Junior Brother was hers…
Only hers…
She suddenly froze.
Her face flushed bright red.
How could she have such thoughts…
Ning Xian, you’re too perverted…
Junior Brother treats you so well, and you actually want to lock him up, torment him day and night until he passes out…
You really are…
Really…
Really can’t help it…
She lowered her head, looking at Fang Xuan’s sleeping face, then at his limp body.
If… if she kept clinging to him… he wouldn’t be able to get out of bed either, right…
Wouldn’t that be… the same as locking him up?
Once that thought appeared, it couldn’t be suppressed.
Her face grew redder and redder, like a steam engine.
No, no, she couldn’t think like this.
But… she really wanted to…
She looked at Fang Xuan, her gaze becoming more and more dangerous…
…
Only the next day did Fang Xuan slowly open his eyes.
Sunlight filtered in through a spatial rift, falling onto the soft couch.
He tried to move…
But couldn’t.
His waist felt broken, so sore he couldn’t muster any strength.
How many times yesterday… he couldn’t remember.
Under the backlash of the laws of lust, everything only became more… sensitive…
Thirty times, fifty times… or eighty?
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