Nian Ueno

Jiang Weixi bit her lip, her eyes filled with struggle and inner turmoil.

Chat with me, tell me stories, call me "brother," act cute, send me photos...

She is gradually pushing her own boundaries.

Once you lower your bottom line, you'll keep lowering it.

Should I agree to the video call?

If I disagree, will he get angry?

Jiang Weixi weighed the options and thought about it for a long time, but she still felt that she couldn't lose Mr. Liu Liu as a valuable asset.

Last time, I only posted a photo, and he transferred 50,000 yuan...

Jiang Weixi gritted her teeth.

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Okay.]

It's just looking at legs, isn't it?

It's nothing.

The other party made a video call.

Jiang Weixi clicked to hang up.

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Brother, wait a moment, let me get ready.]

[Mr. Liu Liu: Okay.]

Jiang Weixi turned off the dormitory light, climbed into bed, drew the curtains, and took out a nightlight.

The nightlight came on, its warm yellow light enveloping her and casting her shadow on the bed curtains, a small, blurry blob.

She sat up against the pillows and blankets, fixed her phone in the right position, and adjusted the camera lens again and again.

The light comes from the side, illuminating the line from the calf to the toes just right, but not too brightly, so as not to appear deliberate.

That's when I finally got through to his video call.

It was pitch black on the other side; I couldn't see anything.

She stared at the darkness and suddenly felt a little nervous.

I don't know what kind of expression he was giving her.

"Brother, are you there?"

Jiang Weixi stared at the screen, waiting for him to type.

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from beside him: "Hmm."

Jiang Weixi was taken aback: "Brother, was that you who was speaking just now?"

"it's me."

The other person was very concise, with a low, deep voice that carried a hint of lazy hoarseness.

His voice, coming through the earphones, gently tapped at her eardrums.

Her heart seemed to skip a beat.

Jiang Weixi was a little surprised, not expecting the other party to actually speak.

Ji Dongxun lay in the dark room, staring intently at the legs on the screen until his eyes ached.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently, his heart itching with desire.

There was a dryness and burning sensation in my body, as if something was rampaging wildly.

During this period, he tried to adjust his mindset and suppress his desires, using reason to restrain himself.

but……

He just can't forget it.

He looked at that photo dozens of times late at night.

That night, Ji Dongxun was unwilling to continue running away; he chose to confront the true desires deep within his heart.

He admitted that he had inappropriate feelings for this girl...

He admitted that he just wanted to see her, and wanted more...

Some thoughts popped up and grew wildly like weeds, impossible to suppress.

Perhaps easing restrictions is more effective than suppression.

He decided to give it a try.

Try following your heart without any reservations.

He will temporarily abandon his identity, consequences, and various restrictions, and let himself be an ordinary man.

For so many years, he has been doing the right thing, the proper thing, and the thing befitting his status.

Tonight, he just wants to do something that makes him feel comfortable.

Ji Dongxun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of relief.

The girl's sweet, soft voice rang out: "Brother, actually... I always thought you couldn't speak. This is the first time I've heard your voice, and I didn't expect it to be so nice."

Ji Dongxun wasn't used to starting conversations.

He typed on the screen.

[Mr. Liu Liu: So you've always thought I was mute?]

The girl's voice was weak: "Mmm..."

[Mr. Liu Liu: ...]

Jiang Weixi: "Brother, why are you not saying anything again?"

[Mr. Liu Liu: I prefer typing.]

Jiang Weixi: "Alright then..."

[Mr. Liu Liu: It's been a long time since I've heard you tell a story.]

Jiang Weixi: "What does brother want to hear?"

[Mr. Liu Liu: I'd like to hear your dark fairy tales.]

Jiang Weixi: ...

Jiang Weixi: "It's so late at night, brother, are you sure you want to hear a dark fairy tale?"

[Mr. Liu Liu: Hmm.]

Jiang Weixi: "Alright then, today's story is Cinderella."

"The prince extended invitations to the ball not out of love, but to fulfill the family curse through sacrifice."

"Every twenty years, the royal family needs the blood of a maiden reborn from the ashes to keep the territory from splitting."

"The stepmother knew the secret and deliberately let Cinderella go to the ball."

"The prince danced with her all night, and deliberately let her go before the midnight bells rang, leaving the shoe as a clue to find her."

The soldier found Cinderella, and the prince himself put the glass slippers on her, his smile gentle. She thought her suffering was finally over.

"The wedding proceeded without guests; ancient runes were carved into the stone slabs; the prince raised a dagger..."

"A razor blade was hidden in the sole of the glass slipper; Cinderella's blood flowed from her feet, staining the entire royal floor red..."

Jiang Weixi paused suddenly as she was speaking.

I don't know if it was just her imagination.

She thought she heard a muffled groan coming from her earpiece.

She held her breath and listened carefully, but there was no sound from the other end.

Quietly.

"Brother, are you still listening?"

There was no response.

After several seconds, he gave a low "hmm".

His voice seemed even hoarser.

"I'm listening."

Jiang Weixi glanced at the screen and realized that the camera had somehow moved up quite a bit.

She bent her knees, and her silk nightgown had already slipped down to near her upper thighs.

The camera was originally focused on her calves, but now it's on her thighs, and if it moves up a little, you can almost see...

Jiang Weixi quickly adjusted the angle of her phone and moved the camera down a bit.

The man's slightly rapid breathing could be heard through the earphones.

Jiang Weixi suddenly realized something, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

"Brother, that's all for tonight, bye-bye."

She hung up the phone in a panic, her heart pounding wildly.

[Mr. Liu Liu: Why did you hang up?]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Ahem... Brother, were you listening to my story carefully?]

[Mr. Liu Liu: Hmm.]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: So what story did I just tell?]

[Mr. Liu Liu: Snow White.]

[Gentle Bunny: No, I was clearly talking about Cinderella. (Hands on hips) (Sulking)]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: Brother, you weren't listening at all, were you?]

[Mr. Liu Liu: Okay, I really didn't listen.]

[Gentle Little Rabbit: So what are you doing?]

[Mr. Liu Liu: I'm watching your legs do something naughty.]

Ji Dongxun lay flat on the bed, letting his mind go blank, and typed on the screen with a serious expression.

He seemed to have broken some kind of seal, recklessly revealing his evil thoughts.