StarCraft: The Sickly Female Supporting Character Pulls Out the Weeping Willow

Chapter 323 Imprisonment
Chapter 323

Feng Zhuo reached out and hooked Ye Yao's finger.

With her pearly white teeth biting the cutlery, she said, "Sister, you mustn't laugh at me."

Ye Yao raised an eyebrow.

She was somewhat surprised when she saw Feng Zhuo's spiritual form.

A chubby, snow-white little bird.

She reached out, and the little creature flew from the top of Feng Zhuo's head to her finger.

The tiny beak gently rubbed against her fingers.

I lowered my head slightly, leaned closer, and looked into the little chubby bird's beady green eyes.

The more I look at it, the cuter it gets; I almost want to...

Swallow it in one gulp.

“Sister.” Feng Zhuo tickled her other hand in her palm. “Don’t just stare at it, look at me.”

"Chirp chirp chirp, chirp—"

The little chubby bird jumped back onto Feng Zhuo's head and sat there, tilting its little head to look at Ye Yao.

"What is it saying?" Ye Yao asked.

Feng Zhuo gently pinched her soft fingertips, "Tell your sister to talk to me."

Such an adorable spirit, no wonder.

Its owner is also very cute.

Despite his slightly roguish delinquent appearance, there's no dirty emotion in his eyes; he's actually quite adorable.

She suddenly wanted to change her mind.

"Sister, sister..."

The young man's voice was clear and slightly coquettish, making Ye Yao's ears turn red and her old face feel embarrassed.

Looking at you like that, calling you "sister" over and over again, she couldn't resist.

And that's topped with that adorable snow-white glutinous rice ball.

She raised her hand to cover her face, looking somewhat ungrateful.

"Eat quickly."

She tapped the table. "Just arrived. I'm going to rest later."

Feng Zhuo's eyes flickered slightly. "Do you want me to come with you?"

Before Ye Yao could speak, he continued, "What kind of girl does your sister like?"

"Superior or subordinate, gentle or assertive? Or perhaps the subordinate's dog?"

Ye Yao: "...???"

She admitted that she wasn't a good person, and could even be a psychopath...

She shouldn't be, right?

"Although I am still an innocent young boy, I need my older sister to guide me."

Feng Zhu tilted his head slightly, and the chubby white bird on his head followed suit, the two of them looking at her.

The little chubby bird had a curious expression.

Its owner, on the other hand, was eager to try it out, even with a flamboyant and aggressive nature.

Feng Zhuo knew the purpose for which she was given to Ye Yao as a gift.

Normal people give gifts, but who gives a living person a gift?

To put it nicely, he was sent here for a "marriage alliance".

To put it bluntly, he was just a plaything that Her Majesty the Queen gave to Ye Yao.

But the one in front of me doesn't seem so bad.

Ye Yao wanted to too.

This fresh-faced man is completely different in style from Qin An and Los.

I really want to try it.

But, it's not possible.

He was passionate, and I couldn't give him anything emotionally resonant.

I shouldn't get involved with myself.

"The Witton Galaxy, is it gone forever?"

She suddenly understood.

In the Witton Galaxy, women are in charge; whether it's a king or a duke, the first choice for successor is a woman.

Since he was given to her by Xuefu as a gift.

If he were to send him back, he would probably be ridiculed, or treated coldly by Xuefu and his family.

Feng Zhuo's eyes flickered, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Does my sister really not want me?"

He can go back, even though he is the least valued person at home.

At least his family didn't mistreat him.

They may not offer much emotional support, but they are very generous with money.

Ye Yao said, "If you can't go back, you can stay by my side."

Feng Zhuo nodded hastily, stood up, and leaned closer. His long, slender fingers, slightly cool to the touch, pinched her chin.

"Chirp—"

A light kiss lands gently, then it's over in an instant.

"I want to stay with my sister; she can't abandon me."

The little chubby bird on its head: "Chirp chirp chirp, chirp chirp, chirp—"

**
Top floor room.

Ye Yao came out after taking a shower and was on the phone with Xue Fu.

Inside the room, Feng Zhuo was playing a game.

"Not satisfied?" Xuefu asked.

She chose him based solely on his appearance, and because it was a secret gift, she couldn't ask Ye Yao what type of man she preferred.

If she doesn't like Feng Zhuo, she can change.

I did like Feng Lian, but unfortunately, he already has someone he likes.

She gave Ye Yao a gift as a token of gratitude, not to create enmity.

The "gift" must be given voluntarily.

"Satisfied." Ye Yao walked to the rocking chair by the window and lay down. Outside, the sky was full of rosy clouds. "But you should understand that I can't bring myself to do it to him."

Xuefu thought of Ye Yao's lover and nodded knowingly.

“Indeed, there is no mutual benefit between you and Feng Zhuo; you need to give something else.”

As both being queens and both being female, Xuefu and Yeyao can resonate to some extent.

They are very stingy with giving emotional value.

In comparison, relationships based on self-interest are the easiest.

As galaxy lords, Los and Qin An knew how to create benefits for themselves.

Even his sexual encounters with Ye Yao were merely an expression of desire.

That fondness, when faced with personal gain, needs to take a backseat.

Feng Zhuo's words...

It's a bit tricky.

Ye Yao got the feeling that this kid needed to be "pampered".

"Take it."

Xuefu said, "The two brothers aren't really valued at home."

Ye Yao lowered her brows, casting a shadow under her eyelashes.

"Preferring girls to boys?"

Xuefu shook her head. "Their older sister, the eldest daughter in that family, is too outstanding. Even if all four younger brothers and sisters were combined, they wouldn't have the same stable and important position as the eldest daughter."

"Although the Witton Galaxy has always been ruled by queens, the dukedom is not necessarily inherited only by daughters."

Ultimately, the older sister's aura was so overwhelming that they all became mere foils.

Ye Yao understood.

"Then let him come with me. I'll let him settle down in the Milky Way."

Xuefu naturally had no objections.

He cut off the signal and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

The black silk shirt made her skin appear even whiter.

The choker, necklace, waist chain, and bracelet made him look exceptionally trendy.

"Sister, are you going to sleep?"

He held Ye Yao's hand and placed it on his collarbone, his slender eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a cool, alluring desire that stirred the heart and soul.

Ye Yao's hand was slowly guided downwards by him until it was stopped by the button.

He leaned over and supported himself on the edge of the bed with one hand.

Feng Zhuo, slightly out of breath, leaned close to her ear.

"Sister, you really can hold back?"

Ye Yao applied slight pressure, placing her palm against his chest.

The young man's skin was taut, carrying the intense heat unique to men.

Ye Yao trembled slightly from the heat.

As Feng Zhuo's thin lips pressed against her neck, his tongue sweeping across her, sending shivers and a tingling sensation through her, Ye Yao spoke.

“My energy is very strong. I need to take half the responsibility for your current predicament.”

“You can just ask for what you want; there’s no need to go to such lengths.”

She is not a heartthrob.

If one had to pinpoint a reason why Feng Zhuo acted this way, it would only be that circumstances were beyond his control.

This forced this free-spirited young man to break his own wings and stay by her side.

The delicate kisses on her neck stopped.

After a long while, the young man focused all his strength on her, wrapping his arms around Ye Yao's slender waist.

"Sister, my soul is trapped."

Goodnight, my darlings