Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

Xing Feng tried to explain during the day, but Farah didn't listen at all. Instead, she forcefully poured a lot of water into his mouth.

At first he didn't know what this meant.

But as the day passed, he finally dared not say a word.

"You've only been holding your breath for 18 hours and 25 minutes. Is that your limit?" Farah asked again, stroking Xing Feng's silver hair.

"Here...here...Fara...please..." Xing Feng's body trembled, fearing that Farah would tie him up again.

Farah sighed, stretched out her arms, and gently picked up Xing Feng from the bed.

Xing Feng's body was shaking slightly. Due to his extreme weakness, he could hardly resist and could only let Farah do what he wanted.

Farah's movements were still gentle, and Farah was punishing herself in this way.

Xing Feng's heart was not filled with anger or grievance, but sadness and self-blame.

He was the one who wronged Farah first, and he was the one who betrayed Farah.

All this was the punishment for his deliberate concealment, he deserved it...

Farah carried Xing Feng to a corner of the room, where an unexpected object was placed.

Xing Feng was slowly released by Farah and sat in the basin in a duck-like posture.

Feeling the subtle touch of the fine sand beneath his body, Xing Feng's eyes were full of confusion.

His eyes fell on the tiny grains of sand in the basin, trying to understand Farah's intention, but his thoughts were confused and it was difficult to grasp any clues.

“Let’s settle it here.

Looking at the silver-white beauty kneeling in the basin, Farah felt that Xing Feng really looked like a noble white cat.

If the cat wants to solve the problem, it can just do it in a place like this.

Solve it in front of her.

"No...don't..." Xing Feng looked so pitiful. He finally realized that this was clearly a basin of cat litter.

"No?" Farah raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes cold.

In the dim light, the atmosphere around suddenly became tense and heavy.

Farah's figure also looked particularly tall and terrifying in the dim light.

"It seems that it hasn't reached its limit yet." Farah made his judgment and pretended to take Xing Feng back.

"No! No!" Xing Feng shrank back in fear.

After seeing Farah's face turn ugly, Xing Feng trembled and said weakly, "Fara, I'm not an animal... Please... I don't want to... be like this..."

But Farah did not intend to give Xing Feng a chance, but instead put a signed contract in front of Xing Feng.

"Take a good look at this. This is something you signed with your own hands."

Xing Feng stared at the gold-embossed contract in a daze.

[Welcome to my sweet home. In order to satisfy my wife, please abide by the following rules--]

【1. Do not disobey the orders of your wife. 】

【2. You can only defecate once every three days.】

[3. You cannot talk, cry, or make unpleasant noises without permission. You must be patient, well-behaved, and satisfy your wife.]

【4. When the wife punishes, she needs to endure it obediently and take the initiative to count.】

【5. You must stay in shape at all times so that your wife can have fun.】

...

[99. The wife can control the right to speak, the right to wear clothes, the right to excrete...]

Signed by: Xing Feng

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The golden text was extremely clear. Xing Feng stared at the above rules in a daze, his face looking as if he was about to cry with fear.

His eyes were filled with fear and confusion. He had no idea when he signed the contract, let alone what would happen next.

"This is an agreement that every qualified noble husband should abide by. You signed it with your own hands that night. But do you think you have fulfilled any of the above terms?" Farah looked at Xing Feng and questioned again.

Xing Feng didn't know how to answer for a moment and looked at Farah helplessly.

This was the reaction Farah wanted, and she once again showed her acting prowess.

Farah's voice was low and choked. She spoke slowly, each word carrying a pain that was difficult to conceal: "Xing Feng, do you know how much pain your betrayal has brought me? I always thought we could be lovers who will face the future together."

Farah raised her hand and gently touched her heart, seeming to feel a sharp pain there.

Her voice was trembling, as if she was trying to hold back her tears.

"I trust you so much and love you. I want to give you everything. I can't bear to see you suffer, so this contract has always been just a piece of waste paper to me. But how did you repay me? You cheated on me? Don't you feel ashamed?"

Farah's eyes seemed to fill with tears, and her usually stern expression now looked unusually fragile.

But this scene completely stunned Xing Feng.

Every word Farah said seemed to be a judgment on his own soul, making him feel unprecedented isolation and pain.

Complex emotions gradually welled up in Xing Feng's eyes, and despair and helplessness almost enveloped him.

Every second of silence is like a confession, constantly enduring the inner torment and condemnation of conscience.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Xing Feng lowered his head. It seemed that whenever he encountered something that he couldn't solve, he would escape like an ostrich.

Farah took a deep breath and tried to control her emotions.

She squatted down and rubbed Xing Feng's head.

"You don't have to apologize, but don't let me down again, someone who loves you so much, okay?" Farah's voice was still tearful.

Her performance was so real and moving that even Xing Feng couldn't help but be infected by her emotions, and the strong guilt in his heart finally broke him down completely.

Xing Feng nodded and looked at Farah obediently, his wet eyes drooping like a puppy.

Yes, he couldn't let Farah down again... couldn't let Farah get angry with him again...

He couldn't imagine Farah being heartbroken again because of him...

So... just obey... just obey...

Farah's hand had reached Xing Feng's lower abdomen. She pressed gently, slowly increasing the force.

Xing Feng looked at Farah in fear, tears silently falling, and his lips began to tremble.

"Let's get started." Following Farah's gentle breath, Xing Feng finally clamped his thighs together.

"Woo..."

He finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and the aggrieved cry suddenly burst out from the depths of his throat.

Farah watched this scene with satisfaction, especially when she saw the rose mark at the base of Xing Feng's thigh slowly blooming, revealing an increasingly deeper red color.

Xing Feng finally did something that he would never have agreed to in the past.

The naughty kitten finally succumbed completely under her teaching.

This was a very memorable scene, marking that Xing Feng's depravity value had once again reached a new height.

"Fara... wuwuwu... Farah..."

"Shhhhhhhh—don't cry, don't cry."

Farah kissed Xing Feng's forehead gently as a reward, hugged Xing Feng who was crying, and comforted him softly: "You did a good job. I am really satisfied today. I feel like I have forgiven you a little bit."

"Fara...I'm sorry...I will never let you down again...wuuuu..."

"I know I know."

Farah patted Xing Feng's back gently to calm his excitement.

A smile of satisfaction and relief appeared in her eyes. At this moment, she was sure that her choice was correct.

At the same time, Farah also released a trace of his own breath to the outside - although this breath was weak, it was full of warning and deterrent power.

Candice, who was spying outside, naturally felt it, and an unspeakable fear instantly rose in her heart.

She didn't expect that she would be noticed by Farah, and in a panic, she had to retreat quickly.

After confirming that the peeper had left, Farah's expression gradually returned to calm and gentle.

He is just a weak demi-human, and he is worthy of being her enemy?

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Chapter 112 I’m going to make you pay the price

The afternoon sun shines through the window onto the table.

Candice and Becky sat at a table filled with fresh delicacies and grilled meats.

Even though the table in front of her was filled with delicious food, Candice still seemed uninterested.

Her cat ears drooped limply and her tail dragged limply on the ground.

Farah never treated them badly in terms of food, clothing and other expenses, and even gave them great freedom.

The reason why Farah did this was not only because they both knew Xing Feng, but also because Xing Feng was sent to her safely.

For this great gift, Farah gave an exceptionally generous reward.

She even arranged for a maid to tell the sisters that she could give them a large sum of money and send them back to the demi-human territory safely.

Candice and Becky naturally refused. It was not because they wanted to stay, but because of Xing Feng.

The two of them had already regarded Xing Feng as an indispensable family member.

But when facing Farah, the woman who hides terrible power.

The two cat demihumans also felt extremely constrained.

Especially Candice.

After spying on what Farah did to Xing Feng that day, she felt extremely complicated.

There is no such way of playing among demihumans, and Candice has no idea that this is a hobby among humans.

She only knew that Xing Feng was crying, and was tied up and locked in a secret room upstairs all day.

Every night, she could hear Xing Feng's weak cries.

This reminded her of what Letty did before...

So Candice became more determined to rescue Xing Feng and escape from here.

But Farah's power was too strong. Just by facing her, she instinctively realized that her power was definitely not enough to defeat Farah.

What should she do...

"Sister, are you still eating?"

Becky's voice suddenly woke Candice from her trance.

Becky was sitting obediently on the dining chair, shaking her legs wrapped in white silk stockings and looking at her with her head tilted.

Candice looked at the food on the plate. It was a steak that was fried to perfection, but she had no appetite at all.

"You eat it." Candice pushed the plate to Becky, put her arms around the table, and buried her head in her arms. Her aura was particularly low.

Becky noticed something was wrong with her sister.

As she chewed her food, she leaned closer to Candice and took a deep sniff.

Becky's expression suddenly brightened, and then she asked slowly, "Is it because of your benefactor that Farah took possession of you, sister?"

Becky's leopard-spotted tail swayed from side to side as she waited for Candice's answer.

"Um..."

Candice took a deep breath and responded with a slightly choked voice.

She slowly raised her head from her arms, and her tawny cat eyes, which were usually full of energy, now looked a little dull and helpless.