Zhao Yicheng’s voice was soft, as if carrying a kind of magic.
His eyes watched the pocket watch, and his head unconsciously swayed from side to side.
Gradually, everything in front of her disappeared, leaving only the pocket watch, and in her ears, only his voice.
“You’re very tired now. Lie down comfortably; the bed is soft and cozy. You want to sleep, slowly drifting into slumber. Now, there’s a passage in front of you, a passage leading to the secret room in your heart. You’ve opened the door. What do you see?”
Following the voice, “Xu Ying” walked barefoot on a transparent floor.
All around was white, with no discernible boundaries.
Not far ahead was a wooden door, which she reached out and gently pushed open.
Deep in the night, in a dim, unlit room, a girl in an oversized men’s pajama held a life-sized bear plushie, emitting small, contented snores, deeply asleep.
“A room,” “Xu Ying” murmured.
“Very good. Only Master can come here. From now on, even you cannot come.”
“Yes.”
Zhao Yicheng knew that the purpose of this trip had been fully achieved, even far exceeding his expectations.
He continued,
“When I repeat ‘three, two, one,’ you will fall asleep. I will say three things here, which will be placed in your heart, never to be removed.”
“First, Xiao Yin must absolutely not know about what happened today.”
“Second, you cannot have physical contact with Xiao Yin in the future.”
“Third, you must remember that you are a bad woman, and a bad woman cannot refuse any of Master’s punishments.”
“Three, two, one, sleep.”
Guided by the voice, her emotions stabilized, and drowsiness overwhelmed her, making her unable to resist falling into a deep, hazy sleep.
“This effective?”
After doing all this, Zhao Yicheng glanced at the pocket watch in his hand.
It was even smoother than he had imagined.
The hypnosis strategy sold by that doctor was truly effective.
He folded the items and put them into his briefcase, then took out a bottle filled with milk candies and placed it on the table.
After all this, Zhao Yicheng picked up his briefcase and left.
A moment later, the pretty figure who was supposed to be sound asleep on the sofa quietly opened her eyes.
After confirming that no one was truly around, she covered her stomach and burst into laughter.
“Hahahaha, Old Zhao, I can’t believe you’re into this! I can’t believe you’re into this!”
Xu Yinsheng’s small hands continuously pounded the sofa, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down her face.
“What an eye-opener, what an eye-opener.”
Script-killing, hypnosis, and even being called “Master.”
Her best friend’s “XP” (sexual preference) was truly too strange.
After this incident, Xu Yinsheng also understood why her best friend hadn’t found a girlfriend for so many years.
Perhaps he had, but they were all scared away by this “XP.”
Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful.
As for why “Xu Ying” was successfully “that-that-that,” but she, Xu Yinsheng, was fine?
“Xu Ying” was broken, but what did that have to do with Xu Yinsheng?
The reason why women who are “that-that-that” can be successfully affected is because these women still care about their reputation.
As members of society, they need to consider maintaining social relationships and their social image to preserve their social status.
But “Xu Ying” was just a virtual character, an alter ego, a mere facade.
No matter how broken or rotten she became, it wouldn’t involve Xu Yinsheng herself.
However, this game…
Xu Yinsheng buried her flushed little head into the sofa.
She was thrilled, not in the way one might be from playing with a cup, but with the intoxicating taste of inner degradation and immorality that was somewhat captivating.
After a while of tossing and turning, a wave of sleepiness naturally washed over Xu Yinsheng.
Between the script-killing, the hypnosis, and having to call him “Master,” she had been playing with Zhao Yicheng for so long that she soon fell into a deep slumber.
Xu Yinsheng felt as if she had a dream.
The experience in her dream was hazy.
She opened her eyes wide, but everything before her seemed veiled by layers of thin gauze, only visible as fleeting glimpses.
In the dream, she was in a pure white space.
Beside her was a man who looked exactly like Zhao Yicheng. He fiddled with an object in his hand.
It was a circular object, and a thin string seemed to hang from it.
An ominous premonition rose in Xu Yinsheng’s heart.
“Little kitty, stretch out your neck.”
In the dream, her perspective slowly shifted downwards.
Xu Yinsheng bent her rounded knees, her feet arched, and she knelt on the ground.
Her shapely, snow-white buttocks rested on her firm calves, forming a perfect curve.
She straightened her back, lifted her pretty face, and extended her slender neck, presenting a perfect, delicate, soft, and flawless curve.
The man, who looked exactly like Zhao Yicheng, seemed very satisfied with Xu Yinsheng’s humble and devout kneeling posture.
He slowly placed the circular object in his hand onto Xu Yinsheng’s long, beautiful neck.
The icy touch made Xu Yinsheng tremble all over.
She dared not look at the man, merely lowered her head and eyes, allowing the collar to encircle her slender, pale neck.
Click!
The collar closed.
In the real world, on the sofa, Xu Yinsheng suddenly woke with a start!
She touched her delicate neck.
She couldn’t feel anything on her neck, yet a strange phantom limb sensation arose in her heart, as if something was truly there, though she couldn’t see or touch it.
Her flushed little head buried itself in the sofa.
Wuwuwu~
Old Zhao, I hate you!
It’s all your fault for awakening this strange “XP” in me.
It’s never too late to reveal the truth, though being honest with your yandere bff is a bad idea
Imma😠wanne comment this chapter but I don’t know what to say if anyone reads this please drop a funfact about ur life.
you are quite funny.