Bengtie, I'm really not a villain!

As for the fact that the robin knew all the shameful things, and that her sister even watched Jing Ye play an instrument on her legs, Zhou Rijie could only swallow this humiliation.

At least, at least the robin wasn't humiliated by having to eat the egg, and that's enough...

This is the meaning behind her enduring such humiliation...

No matter how brutal Jing Ye's methods were, no matter how terrible her physical pain was, as long as it didn't fall on the robin, as long as her dear sister wasn't hurt, that was enough...

Sunday Sister didn't know why she and Robin had become like this; they were practically like two toys that Jing Ye could manipulate at will.

As long as it's for Jingye's sake, they can be used like peaches at will...

Jingye completely ignored Zhou Rijie's spittle and even smiled, indicating that Robin could go back to her room to recover.

"It looks like Sister Zhou still has some eggs left in her belly; I need to help her with that."

The robin, who was still stunned by her inexplicable jealousy, seemed reluctant to leave upon hearing this, but her face flushed again upon hearing Jing Ye's next words:

"Or... Robin, would you like to see it in person?"

Although the robin wasn't too happy about no longer having contact with Jingye to lay eggs, letting her watch Sister Zhou lay eggs with her own eyes...

Jingye's suggestion immediately made Sister Zhou breathe again, and she repeatedly signaled to the robin with her eyes to hurry back!

As for stopping Jingye from laying more eggs...

Although she was traumatized by the idea of ​​laying eggs, her frail body was powerless to stop it. What was worse, following Jingye's words, Zhou Rijie actually felt the urge to lay eggs surge through her body again.

Therefore, the biggest struggle Sister Sunday can make right now is to prevent the robin from seeing such a shameful scene of her...

After being repeatedly urged by Sister Zhou, Robin finally returned to her room, but she sat blankly on the edge of the bed as if she had lost her soul.

Suddenly, the screen in the room lit up without warning, and the robin, attracted by the sudden light, instinctively turned its head.

When the robin saw the image playing on the screen, its eyes widened instantly, its face filled with shock and disbelief.

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Chapter 72 The Whipped Egg Liquid

Sister Zhou was unaware that the sky she had been silently protecting had already collapsed on its own.

Even as she couldn't hold back her tears and let them fall softly, the robin still refused to end her egg-laying session with Jingye.

She even took the initiative to face Jing Ye, spreading her wings so that he could see the patterns and details of the wings clearly.

"Please, Brother Jing... crush the bird eggs like you would your sister."

Because robins, after getting used to laying eggs, can tell exactly how many eggs are still inside their bodies through their own exploration, they can discover the last unlaid egg in their stomach.

The robin knew that Jing Ye was experienced and couldn't possibly be unaware of this, and therefore knew that the egg was specially left by Jing Ye.

Having grown accustomed to Jingye's quirky sense of humor, the robin understood what he meant.

Having already displayed enough shame in front of Jing Ye, the robin, after a brief mental preparation, bit her cherry lips and spread her wings a little wider again.

"Please continue... teach me the production process of having sperm eggs..."

"Please crush that bird egg as you would your older sister."

Despite feeling ashamed of how she and Sister Zhou had embarrassed themselves in front of Jing Ye, this shame only spurred her to spread her wings.

It can't just be Sunday Sister who's tried that kind of thing; Robin should try it too.

She wanted to see what it would feel like to have the eggshell break inside her body.

Jingye was quite satisfied that the robin understood the meaning without him saying anything and obediently made the embarrassing invitation.

Just like looking at a perfectly tuned toy, Jing Ye roughly slapped the robin's macaron again, and then contentedly began preparing for the egg again.

At the same time, his large hand pressed on the robin's seemingly smooth belly, which had already calmed down, and skillfully found the hidden egg.

Then, under pressure, the bird egg was slowly squeezed toward the production position.

Immediately following, a crisp "click" sound rang out in the room.

The robin, its wings outstretched in shame, clearly heard the crisp sound and distinctly felt the swollen egg inside its belly suddenly deflate.

Immediately, the robin also clearly felt the sharpness of the broken eggshell fragments, and gasped, biting its lip.

However, compared to the terrified Sunday Sister, Robin completely trusted Jingye and entrusted everything to him.

Because she knew that Jing Ye's expertise would definitely ensure her safety.

As expected, Jing Ye used the technique he had become extremely skilled with after what happened to Sister Zhou Ri to press on her abdomen so that the egg liquid that had leaked out after the egg broke could completely cover the eggshell fragments.

In this way, the broken eggshell fragments will not scratch the robin or get stuck in her stomach.

After the sharp pain subsided significantly, the robin slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and thus fully understood the terrible pain that Sister Sunday had been facing.

The feeling that his life was clearly in danger made even the robin, who had been pleading with Jing Ye to do so, turn pale.

However, because she had complete faith in Jingye, the robin wasn't particularly nervous.

The more tense the bird becomes, the more painful it becomes. Once it relaxes, the robin clearly feels that the sharp eggshell no longer causes pain.

Then, the robin was surprised to find that Jingye had once again begun preparations for having a fertilized egg!

This made Robin blush a little. Jing Ye didn't seem to act this way when he was with Sister Zhou Ri.

Didn't Jing Ye press directly on Zhou Rijie's abdomen to make her expel all the broken eggshells?

This is……??

The robin's shy and bewildered eyes revealed its confusion, but it still obediently relaxed and cooperated with Jing Ye's movements.

To the robin's delight, Jingye's action was not without reason.

As Jingye continued preparing for the laying of the fertilized eggs, the robin let out a surprised cry, its sweet voice bursting into song.

Because this feeling was so unique, even the robin, who was much more patient than the miscellaneous Sunday Sister, couldn't resist!

The cause was precisely those fragments of bird eggs, which brought a huge surprise to the preparations for this production.

Jing Ye came prepared. After Zhou Rijie's antics last time, he discovered something very interesting.

Since the egg liquid can coat the body so that even eggshell fragments cannot cut it, doesn't that mean it has a unique property?

Therefore, Jingye carefully studied the bird eggs produced by Sister Zhou Ri. It turned out that after she got used to laying eggs, the number of bird eggs she produced was enough to support her consumption.

Although studying Sister Zhou's bird eggs made her feel ashamed, she had no reason to doubt what Jing Ye was going to do.

The more shy Sister Zhou was on Sunday, the more Jing Ye wanted to humiliate her, constantly pushing her limits.

Therefore, Jing Ye not only had to analyze Zhou Rijie's egg, but also had to do so in front of her.

After all, Sister Zhou has already eaten her own eggs. Whether they've been eaten or not, can't she accept this?

Therefore, when Jing Ye forcefully made Zhou Rijie watch him analyze the bird eggs she had laid, even though Zhou Rijie cursed him as "pervert" and "Chi Han," she still silently endured everything.

Even though Zhou Rijie was forcibly tied up and forced to sit in her seat by Jing Ye, she had no choice but to witness how Jing Ye cracked and analyzed the bird eggs she had laid, even if she didn't want to watch.

And so, Sister Zhou once again provided Jing Ye with a wonderfully shocked expression.

Those bird eggs that she laid herself were, after all, nurtured by her own hands, which is truly cruel for a "mother".

Although they were all infertile eggs, it was still hard for Sister Sunday to accept.

Zhou Rijie didn't witness either the egg liquid being poured into her or the egg being broken, so her rejection reaction wasn't that severe.

But when she personally witnessed Jing Ye breaking and studying the bird eggs that she herself had conceived and produced, as if conducting an experiment, Zhou Rijie's face turned deathly pale, and she even fainted several times with her eyes rolling back.

The bird eggs she produced had become Jing Ye's toys and research subjects, used as tools to humiliate her. Zhou Rijie was furious and helpless.

Of course, Jingye didn't think it was because he had made Zhou Rijie repeatedly swallow her own bird eggs after studying the egg liquid of the bird eggs.

After studying the many bird eggs belonging to Sister Zhou Ri, Jing Ye discovered that very few of them were fertile.

Despite Jing Ye's extensive preparations for Zhou Rijie's fertilized egg, her constitution, whether due to extreme weakness or uniqueness, prevented her from successfully conceiving a fertilized egg.

However, this also saves some trouble, preventing Sister Zhou from breathing on things that might be disrupted because she is nurturing real life...

Jingye felt it was a real pity.

After analysis, Jingye discovered unique characteristics in Zhou Rijie's egg liquid compared to other types of eggs.

Sister Zhou's egg liquid, or rather, the egg liquid of the Tianhuan Clan, has some unique characteristics compared to ordinary eggs, depending on individual differences. For example, it is more viscous and more protective.

Perhaps it's because the eggs of the Celestial Ring Clan require a lot of nutrients, after all, they are eggs that will give birth to such beautiful, dignified and excellent creatures.

Therefore, the eggs of the Celestial Ring Clan have a more viscous egg liquid and are excellent in terms of encapsulation and softness.

This means that the egg liquid of the Celestial Ring Clan can be used for many more things.

For example... like the fertilized egg production preparations that Jingye and the robin are currently undertaking.

Jingye discovered this last Sunday when Sister Zhou's egg was broken; her egg yolk had a more slippery texture.

It's possible that Sister Zhou is physically weak, and after becoming a beautiful young woman, she has less daily activity, resulting in relatively weaker bodily functions.

During the process of developing the egg liquid, her body did not provide enough nutrients, resulting in the egg liquid she produced being relatively thin.

However, this thin egg liquid has excellent lubricating properties. It even secretes a similar amount of egg liquid during production.

This may be the body's way of compensating for her delicate constitution, allowing the egg to be expelled more smoothly during childbirth and reducing harm to her body.

Just like when a machine is running, a thin layer of lubricating oil can minimize the friction between parts and ensure that the machine runs smoothly.

In other words, even Sister Zhou's body felt like she was a nobody, and had to expend extra energy to secrete some lubricant to ensure the egg-laying went smoothly.

Of course, it also greatly facilitated Jingye's preparations for having a fertilized egg.

Last Sunday, when Sister Zhou's bird egg was broken, even though it was covered in egg yolk, it still hurt her, precisely because the egg yolk was thin.

Now the robin's eggshell was also pierced, but because it was enveloped in the egg liquid, she did not feel the sharpness of the eggshell fragments.

What Jing Ye felt at this moment was an even heavier envelopment, a stark contrast to Zhou Rijie's egg liquid.

It is possible that because robins have relatively strong physical fitness, they are more active when singing and dancing as famous singers, and their bodies have more stored energy and nutrients.

During the development of the egg liquid, her body secretes more special substances, making the egg liquid more viscous.

Therefore, when her egg liquid coats the eggshell fragments, it is able to completely encase those sharp eggshell fragments without harming her body.

Based on his actual experience, Jingye found that the egg liquid from Sunday Sister and Robin's egg liquid did indeed show differences in viscosity and smoothness.

Of course, it's also possible that there's a difference in the strength of the eggshells between the two.

As a delicate individual, the eggshell of the Sunday Sister is exceptionally hard, which allows the fragile embryo to survive even when the mother cannot provide stable protection.

In other words, it was because Sister Zhou's body was too weak that she was hurt by the hard eggshell.

According to Jingye's personal experience, robin's eggshell is relatively soft but has excellent elasticity.

Enveloped in the viscous egg liquid, the robin's already soft eggshell is further weakened, reducing its sharp damaging ability.

Even Jing Ye, who experienced it himself, couldn't feel any pain at all.

The viscous egg liquid was like a liquid slime, bringing a heavy feeling of being enveloped, which even Jing Ye couldn't break through for a while.

The robin's soft eggshell makes it even harder for it to break through the egg liquid and harm the robin.

Enveloped in this viscous egg liquid, the incredibly flexible eggshells easily change shape when touched, offering a bouncy and chewy feel with only a slight firmness.

This slight firmness and bouncy texture create an extremely unique experience.

This is probably because her significantly healthier physical condition provides a stable environment for embryonic development.

The flexibility of the eggshell allows her to lay eggs more smoothly and in larger quantities, thus increasing the survival rate of offspring.

Therefore, she was completely different from Sister Sunday, who was in so much pain that her eyes almost rolled back, wailing and crying throughout, and nearly suffocating.