That mental state of wanting but not being able to, of being so hungry for love and to be needed that it's like an addiction.

He could stimulate the parts of her heart that she was afraid of being touched, just right, and he could also suppress her feelings properly, cleaning and dressing her wounds. In the days that followed, he played the same role.

It was as if it absorbed all their madness.

If he has never understood that feeling of hunger, how can he treat it effectively?

What would it be like if his desire were aroused?

Qin Ning lowered her hand and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

It doesn't matter, I'll take action.

She wasn't afraid of this side of him at all—

She still had the audacity to tease him and pull him around, just to get a closer look.

I'm not afraid of being completely devoured; who devours whom is still uncertain.

The rabbit was having an idea.

The tortoise was also having its own ideas.

Mengmeng sat at the table, swinging her two little white feet, puffing out her cheeks, and gulping down the soup from the edge of the white porcelain bowl.

It was just soup, but it tasted like a shot of strong liquor.

Chen, who was knitting nearby, was so surprised that she pushed up her glasses.

"Drink slowly, that's for the whole day..."

There was no time to waste; she had finished drinking. Mengmeng wiped her shiny little mouth, jumped off the chair, and ran to the bedroom.

A slender young woman was reflected in the dressing mirror.

With white hair and red eyes, her gaze was clear and exquisite, like a living doll.

But her movements and expressions were not so elegant.

She placed both hands on her chest, one on each side, rubbing and kneading, staring intently with a serious expression.

"I've been drinking it for seven days, I should have gotten bigger by now, right?"

She looked down at herself, then at the mirror.

"It got bigger? It didn't get bigger? It got bigger? It didn't get bigger?"

She pouted and examined it for a long time before finally nodding, giving herself a sense of affirmation.

"Yes, I've gotten bigger."

Aunt Chen chased after them and stood at the door, looking completely bewildered.

It's only been seven days, that's unusually fast.

But seeing her self-deceiving appearance, Aunt Chen remained silent for a few seconds before swallowing the truth.

Mengmeng turned her head and saw Aunt Chen. She gave her a thumbs up, her face beaming with pride. She smiled brightly, a cross on her lips.

These past few days, Mengmeng has been secretly visiting Aunt Chen during the day without anyone knowing.

The girl looked aggrieved, her hands clasped nervously as she made a pitiful request.

"Sister Chen, I feel so inferior."

"Look how big everyone else's are..."

"I can't even hold my head up in front of my classmates anymore, sob sob..."

"Can you help me...?"

A barrage of tearful pleas and soft words moved Chen Sao, an elderly widow who lived alone in her mansion, receiving a meager allowance every day with nothing to do. Her eyes filled with pity, and she hugged Mengmeng tightly, patting her chest and promising to help.

"What's so difficult about that!?"

"Sister Chen, I'm sure I can fatten you up nicely."

"Isn't it just a matter of size?"

"Look at Miss Qin Ning, she was so thin and small when she came back from the hospital. It was all thanks to the soups and broths I made her stronger every day."

She comes from the province most famous for its soups; she's a top-notch cook.

Having all her skills but never having a chance to use them, Chen Sao was naturally happy to have Mengmeng come to her door.

To gain her trust, Aunt Chen also told Mengmeng a secret.

"Miss Qin Ning was later augmented by me, and she grew more than a size larger!"

Mengmeng smiled as soon as she heard that.

really?

“I don’t need that many, just bigger ones will do,” she said earnestly, omitting a few words in the second half of her sentence.

Just a little older than Qin Ning.

Every time Qin Ning came out of the shower at home, looking at her full, soft, white breasts wrapped in imported bath towels, she felt waves of acid rising in her chest.

She used to be jealous, but she would just think about it and then forget about it.

No other reason than laziness.

But ever since that time she sneaked up to the high ground, Mengmeng has become extremely concerned about this matter.

She held her own breasts in her hands, and they felt they were too small to hold.

Bai Weiran's hands were bigger than hers—

Without comparison, there is no harm. Now, looking at Qin Ning, she can fully imagine how soft, full, and delicate her breasts must feel.

Every time she thinks about it, she lies on her back on the sofa, kicking her limbs wildly and screaming "Ahhhhh!"

She knew that Qin Ning must also be thinking about this, and must also want to possess Bai Weiran.

So, what if they all crossed the finish line together—

Who is cuter, a rabbit or a tortoise?

A round, snow-white rabbit is definitely more appealing, isn't it?

Before she was able to enter the track, Mengmeng was humble and timid, so self-conscious that she dared not have any other thoughts.

Once on the track, she not only had this thought in mind, but she also thought further ahead.

After considering the final destination, strive for more exclusive rights.

She looked in the mirror, and the person in the mirror squinted at her.

Therefore, she can no longer be as lazy as she used to be.

As she thought about it, she carefully massaged her chest, her movements skillful, like a master kneading dough.

Up, down, down, left, right, left, right, front, back, front—

She heard Aunt Chen talking outside.

"Yes, Miss Qin Ning, the package has just arrived."

She paused for a moment, then quickly leaned out and gestured for Chen Sao to be quiet.

She couldn't let Qin Ning know what she was thinking.

When Aunt Chen saw the bright, lively eyes peeking out from the crack in the door, she smiled kindly and nodded.

It's normal for a young girl to be shy and unable to talk about such things.

She was happy to keep Mengmeng's secret.

It's just some breast-enhancing soup; she's bored out of her mind all day anyway.

"Okay, you bought new pajamas, right? I'll get them ready right away."

She hung up the phone and went to open the package.

Qin Ning's package wasn't a cardboard box, but several nice tote bags with gold-stamped brand badges.

As a top-tier customer of the brand, she had just placed an order at the company when a dedicated person from the brand selected the best products and delivered them to her door immediately.

Qin Ning also kept this in mind and didn't send him to Bai Weiran's rented house.

She wanted to prevent Mengmeng from seeing it.

Even though a turtle is a turtle, knowing too much can cause trouble.

Who would have thought that Mengmeng was just waiting at home for the rabbit to come to her?

Unpacking packages is just like unpacking gifts; Mengmeng enjoys watching and follows along with great interest.

When Aunt Chen took out the clothes Qin Ning had ordered from those exquisite bags, Mengmeng fell silent.

**

There will be another update later, yanderes!

Additionally, regarding the character settings, and the much-discussed order of bear sizes...

Mengmeng is A

Xia Yanle is B

Qin Ning is C

Mingguang is D

Also, the reason Mengmeng got A is mainly because A was the lowest possible option. Thank you Ψ('▽`)Ψ

Chapter 48 What is united for a long time must eventually divide (3K)

[Noble Phantasm: High-end, luxurious, and sexy pajamas]

[User: Qin Ning]

[Wearing this grants 999 Charm points and decreases Morality by 50 points]

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