The meticulously tidied room was imbued with a faint scent of roses.
The midday sun streamed through the window, brightening the room and casting a graceful silhouette that looked even more beautiful in the light.
Su Qi, who had just received a small punishment at the door, was now back home.
After putting his feminine backpack back in the bedroom, Su Qi sat down on the small blue sofa in the living room.
Feeling the soft embrace of the sofa and recalling the slightly embarrassing but not painful touch from Elder Sister Wen Yin’s gentle punishment, Su Qi’s fair cheeks flushed with a faint blush.
He also remembered the whisper Elder Sister Wen Yin had just breathed into his ear.
“Xiao Qi, you really made me very angry this time. The punishment is far from over.”
At the thought of the initial punishment, Elder Sister Wen Yin had tenderly hugged him.
Though being spanked by someone he liked made Su Qi feel a bit ashamed as a proud man, it didn’t stop him from indulging in some fantasies and full expectations.
Just two days ago, Elder Sister Wen Yin had kissed his forehead to collect interest, and now she had given him a small disciplinary hug that overlooked the gentle spanking.
Both were symbols of closeness from a girl.
So would the next punishment be even more intimate?
While obediently lowering his head on the sofa, occasionally poking adorably with both index fingers, Elder Sister Wen Yin, wearing an apron, busily and skillfully brought dish after dish from the kitchen.
She silently observed Su Qi.
Although she had noticed some changes in Su Qi through the Su Wife Ability’s Summon Cat, the familiar made it only somewhat clear.
Now, seeing him with her own eyes, she realized the changes were quite significant and understood why the Female Driver had chased after Su Qi just now.
His slightly long, jet-black hair hung over his eyes, covering his delicate, almost feminine features.
A pair of black pupils held a trace of timidity.
Sitting quietly on the sofa, even his nails were painted the cutest shade of pale pink.
This Su Qi exuded an obedient aura mixed with a strange… wildness, making one irresistibly want to do something to him.
Glug~
Taking a break between serving dishes, Wen Yin silently swallowed her saliva.
Suppressing the urge rising in her heart, after placing the last small stir-fried dish on the table, she finally spoke softly to Su Qi.
“Xiao Qi, wash your hands and come eat.”
Regarding Elder Sister Wen Yin’s cooking, Su Qi was quite familiar with it since his own sister, Su Lulu, was a Culinary Master disaster, and both Su Mother and Su Father were workaholics who threw themselves into the adventures of the Saint Ruins Exploration Group.
Ever since moving into the Muyang Apartment, Su Qi had long been taken care of by Wen Yin.
Today, Wen Yin made three dishes—not complicated at all: tomato scrambled eggs, a simple cold dish, and the last, Su Qi’s favorite—braised pork.
Looking at the colors of the three dishes, thanks to the Su Wife Ability and her Culinary Master skills, Su Qi could tell these dishes had been reheated many times, and deduced their first cooking time was probably last night.
Thinking that Elder Sister Wen Yin had waited for him the entire night—no, based on the first message, almost a whole day—Su Qi felt both warm and deeply indebted.
Just as he was about to sit down, preparing to eat all the dishes with a guilt-ridden attitude to make up for Elder Sister Wen Yin’s care, Su Qi noticed something unexpected.
The dining table that usually had two chairs now had only one—next to Wen Yin.
Seeing this, Su Qi thought maybe Wen Yin used the other chair for cooking and was about to check the kitchen.
Before he could move, a shy, slightly blushing mature sister voice sounded first in the room.
“Xiao Qi, don’t bother looking. I hid the second chair. You’re punished to eat right here! Tell me properly—what exactly happened yesterday?”
As a gentle girl-next-door type, Gu Wen Yin always appeared mature, kind, and intelligent in front of Su Qi.
But now, hearing this shy tone with a hint of dominance, Su Qi was surprised, thinking he might be hallucinating.
Curious, his eyes fell on Wen Yin.
At that moment, his little heart thumped wildly, and his breathing quickened.
Wen Yin sat gracefully on the only chair, her long, slender legs wrapped in black silk pantyhose.
Her beautiful face wore a faint flush.
Most importantly, her gentle hands rested palm-down, patting her silk-covered legs—a clear invitation to sit.
Witnessing this scene, Su Qi’s breathing became unsteady.
This scene, this script, he had fantasized about countless times, never imagining it would appear in real life, and as a form of punishment.
Is this punishment? It clearly feels like a reward.
Eyes wide, Su Qi stared at Wen Yin’s figure.
Her black silk legs shimmered alluringly in the sunlight, and her broad, soft embrace radiated an irresistible warmth.
To confirm this was not a hallucination, Su Qi pinched his thigh hard.
The pain jolted him back to reality.
Hiss~
Feeling the sharp pain, Su Qi for the first time found such pain strangely delightful.
After steadying his breath several times and seeing Wen Yin still shyly looking down without teasing him, Su Qi slowly took a step forward.
Clack, clack, clack~
His slippers clicked sharply against the clean tile floor, sounding particularly clear in the quiet living room.
Even though the Su Wife Ability upgrade had improved Su Qi’s physicality, making him stronger even without transforming, at this moment, his nervousness peaked.
Every cell in his body felt wound tight like a spring, losing all flexibility.
Though it was only a few steps to the dining table, those steps felt unbearably heavy.
Each step required great effort, and he stumbled several times from tension.
Finally, Su Qi reached Wen Yin’s side, his soft, pale face flushed deeply.
Trembling, he said, “Elder Sister Wen Yin, I… I’m a bit heavy. Is it really okay to sit? I’m afraid I’ll… I’ll mess up your stockings…”
Hearing this shy question, Gu Wen Yin didn’t answer with words but chose to show her attitude and determination with action.
A faint smile bloomed on her lips like spring flowers.
She slowly reached out her gentle hands and firmly yet softly grasped Su Qi’s warm little hand.
Before Su Qi could react, Wen Yin gently tugged, and his body instinctively leaned forward, finally settling steadily into her soft black silk embrace.
Wrapped slowly by the subtle scent of roses.
“All right, Xiao Qi, let’s eat now!”
Feeling the dreamlike embrace of his beloved elder sister, beneath him were a pair of firm silk-clad legs.
Every movement sent a silky sensation.
Behind him was Wen Yin’s broad chest.
Though Su Qi sat upright like a gentleman and did not lean back, the gentle curve pressed against him still made his cheeks flush faintly.
At this moment, the gentle mature sister’s voice whispered near his earlobe.
Su Qi felt like he was in heaven.
While enjoying this, whether by illusion or reality, Su Qi sensed something cool sliding inside his casual pants.
He didn’t pay much attention.
Now Wen Yin’s legs were trapped beneath him, immobile, and her hands lightly wrapped around his waist.
She didn’t have a fifth limb—it must be his imagination.
Compared to that…
Mmm…
This punishment is truly too wonderful!
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