Xu Yinsheng woke up in bed, completely stripped; a tender, white bundle curled in the covers, inciting desire.
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Xu Yinsheng closed her eyes, utterly disgusted.
The bedroom door opened, and Zhao Yicheng walked in with breakfast.
A small head poked out from the covers, glanced at him, then shrank back in aversion.
Zhao Yicheng, however, smiled, seemingly unbothered.
He calmly approached the bed, gazed at the lump under the covers, placed breakfast on the nightstand, then firmly grasped the comforter’s corner and yanked it!
The blanket flew off!
Her pristine skin was exposed to the air; two tiny, pink legs pressed together.
Xu Yinsheng realized what had happened and curled into a ball, burrowing into the corner of the bed.
Zhao Yicheng chuckled softly, shaking his head, and tossed the comforter onto the floor.
His gaze unabashedly swept over the silver-haired loli’s entire body, as if discovering his most cherished treasure.
He had a particular trait: make him happy, and he’ll make you happy; displease him, and he’ll displease you doubly.
“What are you doing!”
Xu Yinsheng panicked, one hand covering her chest, the other her lower body, fearing Zhao Yicheng would… do that to her in broad daylight.
“Nothing.”
Zhao Yicheng shrugged.
He leaned down, his massive shadow instantly enveloping Xu Yinsheng.
His thumb gently stroked Xu Yinsheng’s slightly swollen, red lips.
“I just find this mouth more captivating than the two areas you’re covering. After all, Little Yin kept clamoring for ‘hot dogs’ last night.”
Xu Yinsheng froze; a few intimate memories surfaced in her mind.
Her small face instantly flushed crimson.
Her hands clasped over her mouth, blocking Zhao Yicheng’s fingers, but her cheeks grew hotter.
Glancing at the “valley,” Zhao Yicheng let out a soft laugh.
He rubbed his chin.
The more Xu Yinsheng resisted, the more he wanted to see her obedient.
Last night, from Little Yin’s words, he learned about Little Yin twenty years later—that image truly was of a good, obedient child.
“Let me think, I recorded a video last night.”
With that, he produced a phone from somewhere and, in front of Xu Yinsheng, opened a video.
The video was short, just over a minute.
The shooting angle seemed to be from above; the screen showed a “human-like cat.”
Sounds of lapping and gurgling rose and fell, unending.
Xu Yinsheng’s little face flushed deeper, proportional to the video’s volume.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with fury.
This, this, this… this wasn’t human!
Noticing his “cat” was about to explode, Zhao Yicheng smiled helplessly.
In front of the “fluffy cat,” he deleted the video, and Xu Yinsheng’s expression eased considerably.
“Eat.”
He sat on the bed, dotingly offering breakfast to the naked Xu Yinsheng.
A sandwich and a glass of freshly squeezed tomato juice.
Not extravagant, but perfectly to Xu Yinsheng’s taste.
Xu Yinsheng dressed and quickly finished breakfast.
The sandwich was gone, and she only drank half a glass of the tomato juice before she couldn’t drink anymore. As for why, it was obvious.
Wiping crumbs from her mouth with a tissue, Xu Yinsheng threw the crumpled paper into the trash.
She looked at the man openly scrutinizing every inch of her skin, and said sarcastically, “Is less than a hundred pounds of rotten flesh that good-looking? Didn’t you like the old me? What happened, are you a philanderer now?”
Zhao Yicheng pondered.
He eyed the silver-haired loli’s delicate body with a professional connoisseur’s gaze, paused, as if savoring something, lost and unable to extricate himself.
Finally, he stroked his chin, offering a detailed critique.
“Now is also quite good. As a pillow, the comfort is excellent; practicality outweighs aesthetic appeal, especially the throat area—the prominent granules, the rich, layered texture, and the little tongue constantly teasing. Afterward, nothing is wasted; it’s eaten completely clean. It’s how I like it.”
Xu Yinsheng:
Pervert!
Pervert!
Big pervert!!
How could he say such things without batting an eye!!
“Can you go see a psychologist?”
“I’m not sick.”
Zhao Yicheng slightly frowned.
“Little Yin, you’re the one who’s sick.”
“We have such a happy and beautiful future, yet you want to change it. If you’re not sick, then who is?”
He patted Xu Yinsheng’s head.
“But no matter how serious your illness is, I will take responsibility for you, and I will find a way to cure your illness.”
Xu Yinsheng.
She recalled a remark made by her ex-girlfriend, who studied psychology:
“Don’t fear a mental patient having a fit, fear a mental patient who conjures up a self-consistent logic and worldview. They can live normally among ordinary people, but their core has already changed. The former can still be saved; the latter is beyond medical help and can only be sent to a mental hospital.”
“Then what illness do you say I have?”
Xu Yinsheng asked, a bit resigned.
“The illness of not loving me,” Zhao Yicheng said softly.
“I love you so much, yet you don’t love me. If that’s not an illness, what is?”
“I…”
Xu Yinsheng almost couldn’t catch her breath.
“The illness of not loving you”?
Was Zhao Yicheng’s brain filled with drugs?
No, she took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
Don’t argue with a mental patient!
Don’t argue with a mental patient!
Don’t argue with a mental patient!!
Important things must be said three times!!
Seeing her like this, Zhao Yicheng knew she was “sick” again.
Despite their happy and beautiful future, Little Yin wanted to destroy it.
Despite his immense love for her, Little Yin rejected his affection.
Despite him being “cured,” Little Yin still insisted he was ill.
“Little Yin, I’ll slowly cure you,” Zhao Yicheng said in an unperturbed tone.
“Trust me.”
In the following days, Xu Yinsheng learned what Zhao Yicheng meant by “curing her.”
During the day, he no longer caged her.
Instead, he prepared a desk for her, instructing her to copy books.
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a book but several handwritten pages bound together by Zhao Yicheng for Xu Yinsheng to repeatedly copy.
The content roughly stated:
“I’m sick; I need my husband’s treatment.”
“Husband is the best, I love husband the most.”
“Zhao Yicheng is Xu Yinsheng’s master and lover; Xu Yinsheng must obey Zhao Yicheng unconditionally.”
“Everything I have belongs to husband.”
“Husband is my everything, all my forms are for husband’s use.”
“I am master’s little kitty, I cannot refuse any of master’s requests.”
Xu Yinsheng’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
So childish ~ And so chuunibyo.
Zhao Yicheng also set daily quotas for how many times she had to copy.
In addition, he established a system of rewards and punishments.
Diligently completing the copying task daily earned a silver Little Yin Star. Little Yin Stars were musical notes; enough Little Yin Stars could be exchanged for corresponding rewards.
For example, three silver Little Yin Stars could be exchanged for a meal of braised pork, two for a bowl of rice, and one Little Yin Star for an hour of television viewing – these were low-tier rewards.
Higher-tier rewards included: two hundred silver Little Yin Stars to remove the cat collar; one hundred Little Yin Stars for the master to take the kitty to an amusement park; fifty Little Yin Stars for her own bedroom, though using the bedroom for one day cost two Little Yin Stars.
Ahhh hell nah gacha system here with system shop atleast it’s not
pay to win and u can grind liite yin starts through daily daily time and effort ❤️