"Those people are all failures. They've never touched a man in their lives."
"But... I'm different. I've touched one with my own hands, and there'll be chances to take things further afterward."
"No, rather, I definitely have to take things further."
She felt that she had already become a "successful person." She had a job, a daughter, and even a "wife."
Michiyo also bought plenty of alcohol while she was at it. Something big was definitely going to happen tonight.
Kindling that had been sexually repressed to the extreme met alcohol and blazing flames, immediately bursting into a raging fire.
Unable to Escape the Vortex of Desire, Her True Nature Exposed
Although Hitori was still terribly shy, Luo Zhen's attitude was very firm, so they held hands all the way home.
She had resisted fiercely at first, but gradually got used to it.
She even wore a silly smile as her fingers carefully savored the feeling of Luo Zhen's hand.
It was soft and warm. Hitori wished time would slow down so she could enjoy it a little longer.
When they got home, they unexpectedly received some good news right away.
Michiyo had closed a major deal and made a huge sum of money. She would even get promoted afterward.
"I've completely figured out how to get things done. There was really no need to be so timid before."
"Confidence. As long as you show the right kind of presence, a lot of things will become different."
Michiyo smiled. In Luo Zhen's eyes, she had become extremely confident, so much so that he found it hard to understand.
Dinner was delicious. Hitori giggled happily and looked very cheerful.
Yet Luo Zhen could always feel Michiyo's strange gaze.
She wanted to swallow him whole. Like a wolf, she was full of aggression.
Luo Zhen hid his gaze and lowered his head to eat in silence, while Michiyo licked her lips and drank the wine in her glass.
"The world really is wonderful. Everything is getting better."
"Haha, Mom can make lots of money, and I joined a band too."
"As long as I work hard, even I can become strong."
"I'm going to marry Little Zhen. We'll be together forever."
Hitori was full of hope for the future, completely failing to notice the guilt in her mother's eyes.
She was in an exceptionally wonderful mood. After eating and drinking her fill, she went to take a bath, while Futari turned on the television and began watching cartoons.
Luo Zhen cleaned up the mess, then washed the dishes in the kitchen.
Since the food had been takeout, there were not many dishes to wash, and he finished quickly.
Just then, Michiyo came up behind him. She set her beer aside and began stroking Luo Zhen's hair.
"Michiyo, this isn't right. You should stop now. I can get angry too."
Luo Zhen said this after finishing everything. He washed his hands and prepared to go home.
But Michiyo had no intention of letting him go. She pulled him into her embrace, her full breasts pressing against his back.
Her hands naturally slipped into Luo Zhen's pants.
She ignored his words and acted on her own. Luo Zhen frowned, preparing to reprimand her.
But Michiyo sealed his lips. The strong smell of alcohol in her mouth left Luo Zhen feeling dazed.
Her tongue tightly entwined with his, leaving him able to make only faint "mm" sounds.
Her hands moved in front and behind, directly taking the stance of holding a sword with both hands.
She stayed like that without moving, quietly feeling Luo Zhen's vitality.
With his heartbeat racing, Luo Zhen smoothly entered an emergency state, his slight struggles seeming utterly powerless.
With his crucial spot being held, he was like a Saiyan whose tail had been grabbed.
Without specialized training, that was a weakness.
Michiyo held her head high and her chest out, her tongue becoming increasingly rough. Only when Luo Zhen lightly bit her lip did she finally let go.
"Are you sure you want to scream? When that happens, everything will fall apart."
Michiyo spoke softly.
"Admit it. You want it too."
Her voice was like a demon's whisper from hell, and Luo Zhen's heartbeat shifted pace once more.
In the end, Luo Zhen sighed...
She was right. Deep down, he wanted it a little too.
Desire did not only control Michiyo. Luo Zhen was also entangled and dragged into the vortex.
Especially now, after his weakness had been seized, he could no longer remain calm.
Maybe he had never had any chance of returning to normal from the very beginning.
What exactly was Physique Enhancement? It increased his attractiveness, drove women mad for him, made him more easily controlled by the shackles of desire, and even made that part of him stronger.
Michiyo merely reached out and gripped the sword, yet its blade revealed incomparable sharpness.
"Move by yourself."
She ordered Luo Zhen, confidence filling every inch of her body.
A Little Vixen like him only needed to be grabbed directly and handled a little more forcefully.
Those erotic novels were all like this. With a little resistance and a little compliance, everything naturally fell into place.
Luo Zhen braced both hands on the sink and moved a few times casually.
"Such a good boy. I'll reward you."
She kissed him again, then pushed and bumped against Luo Zhen's body.
It was like riding a train and being shoved into a corner by a crowd. His body had no choice but to bear the force, compelled to move back and forth.
"Brother Little Zhen, you've been washing dishes forever. Come play with me."
Futari's soft voice invited Luo Zhen.
Michiyo temporarily released Luo Zhen, but her hands inside his pants changed their approach.
Luo Zhen's legs went weak, and his voice trembled.
"Futari, have you finished your homework? I'll play with you next time. Be good and go back to your room to do your homework."
Luo Zhen forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended everything was normal.
"Michiyo and I are cleaning the kitchen together. Everyone is busy, so don't watch TV for too long."
Luo Zhen let out a long sigh, his eyes becoming unfocused.
At the instant he nearly lost control and was about to make a strange sound, Michiyo promptly covered his mouth.
"Mmnh~"
The slight sound was somewhat strange, but Futari noticed nothing.
Luo Zhen rose onto his tiptoes, his toes curling tightly against the floor as his pupils began to roll upward.
"Okay, but you have to play with me next time. There's a level I can't beat, and you need to help me."
Futari said this, then turned and went back to her room.
"Your reactions while you were talking to Futari just now were very cute."
Michiyo turned on the faucet to wash her hands and looked down at Luo Zhen, who had collapsed onto the floor.
"Now it's my turn."
Michiyo said, lifting her skirt.
"Don't worry. I showered as soon as I got home. I've been ready for ages, just waiting for you."
Her skirt covered Luo Zhen's head, and her hand pressed down on his head through the thin fabric.
Soon, sounds resembling someone eating ice cream emerged one after another.
"Little Zhen, you..."
A strange flush appeared on Michiyo's face, and her smile became even more delighted.
He was usually so proper, always looking pure and innocent, but once desire controlled him, he immediately turned into a beast.
Rather, some tiny details from everyday life had already revealed Luo Zhen's faintly flirtatious nature.
"I get it. So this is what they call... being secretly passionate?"
She grabbed the beer beside her and drank it, the liquid sliding down her throat as a faint sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"Well done, Little Zhen. Keep going."
Michiyo's voice carried a slight pant, and her shoulders began to sway involuntarily.
She nearly lost her grip on the beer in her hand, but luckily she pressed against the marble counter and steadied herself.
Michiyo Was Not That Strong
"Ah..."
A long sigh echoed through the Goto Family's kitchen.
When she saw the figure emerge from the bathroom, Michiyo immediately turned on the faucet and let the water gush out.
The sound of running water concealed the subtle sounds of eating ice cream.
Luo Zhen was nowhere to be seen, but beneath Michiyo's long nightgown was a large bulge that moved slightly.
A strange scent filled the air, and there was also a soaking-wet "rag" on the floor.
Luo Zhen must have dropped it accidentally after cleaning up. Even someone as clever as him could be careless sometimes.
Hitori slowly approached. She did not see Luo Zhen or Futari in the living room.
"Little Zhen already went home. We'll just make do with whatever food is left for tomorrow's lunch."
Michiyo casually spoke of tomorrow's arrangements, a faint smile hanging at the corners of her lips.
Hitori found it a little strange. For example, her mother's slight tremble while speaking, or the odd flush on her face.
Was it too hot? There was a lot of sweat on her forehead too.
And why was she smiling the whole time?
The faucet did not matter. Water continued rushing out, and Michiyo reached down to press firmly, signaling him to keep going and not stop.
Hitori was involved in music and was highly sensitive to sound, but she did not pay much attention to those faint, slightly strange noises.
That was normal. Strange sounds did occur in everyday life, but would many people interpret them in an erotic direction? Probably not.
After all, there had been no warning signs whatsoever in Michiyo and Luo Zhen's interactions. Hitori had not noticed anything suspicious at all.
"Mom, do you think I'll become a music superstar someday?"
Hitori asked her mother, her eyes carrying a hint of expectation.
It was a long-overdue conversation between mother and daughter. Hitori was rarely willing to speak her heart.
"I want to marry Little Zhen. In the future, I want to hold the best wedding with him and make him happy."
These words made Michiyo frown.
The related movements stopped, and desire seemed to be locked away in an instant.
Sincerity, true love, and things like that could always instantly defeat certain wicked feelings.
But Michiyo did not want to stop just like that.
She stretched out her foot, lightly touched a certain spot, and stepped down on it.
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