Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Golden sunlight pours into the suite through the 270-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, and the neon morning scene unfolds beneath your feet.

On the large round bed, intertwined limbs were vaguely visible under the messy sheets.

Lin Yuan was lying on his back, with his left arm resting on Shiranui's pillow.

She curled up beside him, her long hair disheveled, and a few ambiguous red marks on her snow-white back.

Kousaka Shizukuri lay on his chest, her long pink hair spread out like silk.

The handcuffs were still hanging on my wrists.

But the chain in the middle had already been broken, which shows how intense last night was.

The floor was littered with various "toys," used toys, broken whips, empty bottles of lubricant,

There was even a half-spilt bottle of 1982 Lafite, with deep red stains spreading across the wool carpet.

The bathroom door was half-open, and wet rose petals were scattered from the bathtub all the way to the bedroom.

It seemed to record the trajectory of the three people "moving" from the water to the bed.

Shiranui woke up first.

She squinted her sleepy eyes and reached for the phone on the bedside table.

But he knocked over a "little toy" that was still vibrating.

She made a "tsk" sound and kicked the thing away.

Only then did he see the pile of missed calls on the screen, most of them from Xuefeng, and a few from other people.

"Hey……"

She pushed Lin Yuan with a hoarse voice, "Are you going back?"

Before Lin Yuan could answer, Kousaka Shizuka suddenly stretched like a cat, and the handcuff chains rattled.

She rubbed Lin Yuan's chin lazily, her amber pupils flashing with satisfaction: "Let her wait~ Sleep for another ten minutes..."

Shiranui rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but curl her lips.

She grabbed Jingliu's handcuff chain and gently tugged, "Wake up, where's your 'teacher's professional ethics'?"

"Well...someone destroyed it last night with a bead..."

Jingliu muttered vaguely, and suddenly turned over and pressed down Shiranui.

The handcuffs clicked onto the bedpost. "But...it's time for morning self-study."

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Lin Yuan looked at the two people who were making a mess again and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

……

the other side.

In the teachers' dormitory of Wuche College.

Jinghe Ying was humming a little tune as she deftly stuffed several folded uniforms into the suitcase.

Ashaji, who was standing by the window, looked very worried.

"Decided."

Ashaji suddenly spoke, her long dark blue hair gently blown by the evening breeze, "I will stay at Wuche Academy to teach."

"Eh?!"

The belt in Jinghe Ying's hand fell to the ground with a snap. She turned around suddenly, and her short orange hair stood up like a cat's tail.

"Sister, are you serious? Didn't you always say that the academy has too many rules and it's not suitable for you?"

Ashaji's fingers unconsciously stroked the window frame. It was obvious that she didn't really like the classroom job.

But he has other plans.

"Wuche Academy needs to adjust its practical courses."

"Shiranui often invites me..."

She turned around pretending to be calm, but met her sister's mischievous gaze.

Igawa Sakura had gotten so close to her without her knowing, her nose almost touching her collarbone.

"Yeah……"

"Liar~"

Ying drawled out her tone, her eyes narrowed into a cunning arc.

Then he smiled and said, "Sister, are you staying here for someone?"

The tips of Ashaji's ears turned slightly red, but her tone remained calm: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?"

"Shiranui-senpai has invited you many times before, but you always refused. Why did you agree this time?"

Facing Jinghe's aggressive questioning, Ashaji, who had already found an excuse, tilted her head and muttered softly:

"We just destroyed the Dark Arena, and the monsters will definitely retaliate, so I joined now to protect everyone."

. ....... .......

Ying tilted her head, tapped her chin with her finger, and smiled, "It seems my honest sister has learned to lie."

"Sure enough, women with men will become bad."

Ashaji's pupils shrank slightly: "What nonsense."

Ying, however, suddenly leaned in closer as if she had discovered a new world, with her nose almost touching her sister's burning earlobe: "Ah~ Sister's ears are red!"

She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from behind her like a magic trick.

"Then how do you explain this?"

"Last night, when you were writing your teaching application, the back of your draft paper was all..."

The setting sun illuminated the translucent paper, and densely packed "林" characters emerged from the back, some of which were even drawn in the shape of hearts.

"give me back!"

Ashaji tried to grab it, but Ying nimbly jumped back three steps.

The long dark blue hair drew a sharp arc in the air.

"How terrible, how terrible~"

Ying patted her chest exaggeratedly, but smiled like a cat stealing fish.

"But sister, it's not that I don't support you staying."

"only……"

Ying suddenly stopped joking and said, "Everyone who likes Lin Yuan is not an easy person to deal with."

Ashaji's fingers paused slightly on the scroll.

A flicker of fluctuation flashed across the golden eyes, but soon returned to calm.

She counted on her hands and said, "Shiranui-senpai is so proactive, he always wears clothes that show off his figure;"

"Teacher Kosaka is the same. He knows exactly how to please Lin Yuan."

"Even Xuefeng sticks to him every day..."

Ashaji frowned slightly.

Sakura suddenly leaned in closer, so close that Ashaji could smell the faint scent of cherry blossoms on her.

"Sister, you have such a serious personality,"

Ying lowered her voice, with a hint of mischief in her voice, "How can I compete with them?"

"I don't need to... fight for anything."

Ashaji turned her face away, her long dark blue hair falling down, covering her slightly flushed cheeks.

She felt an inexplicable irritation.

"Liar~"

Ying reached out and poked her shoulder.

"Then why did my sister almost crush the table when she saw Shiranui-senpai leaning on Lin Yuan's shoulder at the celebration banquet the day before yesterday?"

“I saw it.”

Asha ji froze.

When she saw everyone kissing Lin Yuan, she did feel a surge of anger.

By the time she reacted, the corner of the table had turned into powder in her hands.

Ying continued relentlessly, "And yesterday, when everyone was kissing Lin Yuan, you were clearly jealous, but in the end you couldn't help but take the initiative!"

The tips of Ashaji's ears instantly turned red. Memories came flooding back.

Lin Yuan was surrounded by everyone, and every female ninja found an excuse to get close to him.

When she finally mustered up the courage to step forward, she was so nervous that she just touched his cheek stiffly and fled in panic.

"cherry!"

Ashaji raised her voice, which was rare, and twisted the corner of her clothes unconsciously with her fingers, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ying suddenly sighed, her expression softening. She knelt down and held her sister's trembling hand. "I'm not teasing you. It's just..."

She hesitated for a moment, "Sister always keeps things to herself, and this will only bring disadvantages."

The room fell into a brief silence.

Asha ji could hear her own heartbeat accelerating.

Ying suddenly clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling: "So, sister must take the initiative!"

"Active?"

Ashaji's voice was unusually stuttering.

Chapter 115: Waiting for you at 8 o'clock in the evening

As a legendary Taimanin, she is used to being calm and self-controlled.

I never thought about taking the initiative in relationships.

"That's right!"

Ying jumped up excitedly and ran to the wardrobe in the corner of the room in two steps.

"First, I need to change out of this old-fashioned ninja uniform! Then..."

Asaji watched her sister pull out a black leather package from the depths of the closet, and a bad feeling came over her.

When Sakura unwrapped the package, her premonition came true.

It was a tight ninja suit that could hardly be called clothing.

The dark black leather shone dangerously in the sunset.

The chest is a nearly transparent mesh design, and the waist and abdomen are completely hollowed out.

The lower body is designed with a high slit, almost reaching the thigh root.

The entire outfit was held together by several thin leather straps that looked like they could break at any moment.

“This is so…”

Ashaji stood up suddenly, her long dark blue hair flying up because of the huge movement.

"This is totally unwearable!"

"Why not?"

Sakura tilted her head, looking innocent.

"This isn't a combat uniform, but a battle robe for Lin Yuan. I wear it specifically for Lin Yuan to see."