"Sis, so tonight we..."
"Enough, let it be. It’s just three days, enduring it won’t hurt."
What do the sisters mean by that?
Don’t blame the live streaming audience for thinking dirty, but hardly anyone could keep a straight face.
[What do you mean what, Fei Yu and Fei Mi obviously skipped a part of the story, what do you think they should do?]
Honest folks were still wondering what to do, while the clever ones had moved to the live streaming room of Sakura.
Jiang Xiao might skip the story here, but other places would definitely progress normally!
At this moment, Song Xia’s first kill had already...
Though still hung up,
He didn’t look as tortured as everyone imagined.
Apart from the scars left from when he initially asked Fei Mi to whip him, there were no other visible injuries.
Of course, that was just on the surface, nobody knew if he had suffered any internal injuries.
[Newbies, how do you say? Your Song Xia seems to be doing alright.]
[You’re just seeing the surface.]
[Hahaha, Dragon Country’s? You missed the live streaming in Sakura’s room today, such a pity, you missed the scene of Song Xia Oppa being drained dry, Ssimeurda!]
Song Xia was drained dry?
The newcomers first paused, then burst out collectively with a "Holy shit!"
What did Song Xia first kill do to deserve such fortune?
[Damn! If I knew this was the plot, I’d have looked no matter what!]
[Anyone got the recording? I, Chang Shouchong, am willing to pay for it.]
[Wait, that’s not right, was he really drained dry? Song Xia’s first kill’s expression doesn’t look like he was enjoying it much, does it?]
[Oppa, it was watched that Song Xia was drained, but I didn’t say who did it, Ssimeurda...]
Hung up and looking utterly defeated, Song Xia’s first kill:
Not sure what happened, but his face was glowing red as if he had received some great nourishment.
Sitting cross-legged on a chair with a full-on queen aura, Fei Mi, however, her face full of disdain, as if something had dirtied her eyes:
No need for more words, their expressions spoke for them.
Song Xia’s first kill sniffed his sour nose and defended himself in despair.
"Little mama, I’m now, don’t you believe me? I really don’t have any money left!"
This kid being questioned by Old Wang for so long, insisting he had no other savings, didn’t really seem to be lying...
After all, they had been at it from noon until dark, Song Xia’s first kill had said everything, leaving no stone unturned.
He even mentioned how many times he had masturbated, when the first time was, and even the exact times and places he had spied on girls showering.
If he had any money left, he probably would have confessed by now.
"Alright, then Old Wang, you go back first."
Old Wang, scratching the three hairs on his head, turned back with an awkward smile at the door.
"Um, Fei Mi sis, if there’s such a good gig next time, remember to call me."
After sending Old Wang away, Fei Mi’s expression softened as she helped untie Song Xia’s first kill.
"There there, little mama didn’t mean it, it’s just because you’re so young. Having so much money, you might not handle it well, I was afraid you’d hide it and use it for something naughty..."
Fei Mi said tenderly.
Unfortunately, the look in Song Xia’s first kill’s eyes told her that he didn’t believe a word.
Seeing his indignant expression, Fei Mi didn’t want to say more.
"Uh, that’s it then, you’ll understand my painstaking efforts once you’re grown up."
Song Xia was baffled: ???
I’m thirty-five this year, what part of me isn’t grown up, except for that not being big enough?
Without you, who else would treat me as a child?
"Come come come, Fei Mi! Dinner is ready, bring our lovely son out to eat!"
Fei Mi had given Fei Yu the $5,000 very early on.
Basking in a windfall of $500,000, the whole family was enveloped in a joyful atmosphere today.
Except for the physically drained Song Xia.
"Come come come, Song Xia, you must be exhausted today, right? Little mom cooked you ’Emperor’s Chicken Soup’ with her own hands, it’s super nutritious! Open up, ah~"
With her insanely long legs, Fei Yu personally delivered the soup spoon to Song Xia’s lips, carefully blowing on it to avoid burning him.
"That’s right, big brother, big brother, I cooked this ’Ox Penis and Sheep Treasure Stir-fry’~"
Seductive in fishnet stockings, Aiai placed a piece of the essence into Song Xia’s bowl.
"Hehe, sister wasn’t idle either, come on, signature ’Chive and Kidney Flowers’~"
As his elder sister, Zhenzhen even thoughtfully sat in Song Xia’s lap to feed him up close.
"Wuu...wuu wuu wuu...wah!"
He hadn’t cried out from Fei Mi’s beating, nor had he shed a tear when Old King Jing-wu rendered him unconscious.
But now, this surreal scene truly pierced his heart.
His tears gushed like a breached dam, unstoppable...
Poor baby feels so wronged!
˚‧º·(˚˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅)‧º·˚ "Wuu wuu wuu..."
While crying, Song Xia was also enjoying being fed by four stunning beauties.
In this moment, a thought occurred to him.
Maybe even Emperors of Tang and Song dynasties couldn’t have topped this.
Even if he died at this moment, it would be worth it!
"By the way, big brother, why did you only have one of those golden tickets? That’s such a pity~"
"Uh, well, because, ah, I wanted more too, but there weren’t any left."
Speaking of this, Song Xia also showed a helplessly disappointed face.
The four women exchanged glances, silently withdrew their feeding hands, and returned to their seats.
The sudden cold treatment caught Song Xia off guard.
This was Fei Yu’s last resort.
To surround Song Xia with a land of tenderness, then seize the opportunity to coax confessions from him, as some men with weak minds definitely spill the truth.
It was clear, Song Xia really didn’t have a cent left.
Fortunately, they didn’t go too far and still let Song Xia eat, just without the tenderness.
At this point, Song Xia also realized that they had been acting all along, just quietly bowing his head to devour his meal.
Devouring the ’Emperor’s Chicken Soup’ ferociously!
Until he couldn’t straighten his back to put down his chopsticks.
Now, Song Xia was alone in the living room, just when he contemplated heading to his room to barely make through the next two days.
A conversation from the kitchen below caught his attention...
"Sister, it’s my turn tonight~"
Fei Mi’s usually soft and glutinous voice sounded even more enticing at this moment.
"Stop it, isn’t it enough that I listen to you tonight? But you need to keep it down, after all, it’s so thrilling, and it would be bad if Zhenzhen and Aiai hear."
"Hehehe, no worries, they always sleep so deeply, I’m more worried about that Song Xia..."
Fei Mi’s voice carried a hint of concern.
The eavesdropping Song Xia was taken aback, what do I have that’s worth your concern?
"Indeed, at that time you and I are just like ordinary people, most vulnerable to defeat, so, you need to be quieter, don’t go too far."
"Don’t worry, although it’s thrilling, it’s not our first time dealing with this, just be a bit careful..."
Just like ordinary people at that time?
Song Xia’s eyes brightened, could his chance have finally arrived?!
Damn women, letting that old wretch Old King humiliate me , tonight you better not give me a chance, or I will repay you a thousandfold!