“Mmm… It wasn’t exactly that she took me there. We were just shopping, and Shaowan said she wanted to go buy some things by herself.”
Yang Mengyao recounted yesterday’s events: “I thought since we were shopping together, and we always went to buy things together before, it wouldn’t be good to let her go alone, so I went with her. I never expected that she was going to a sex shop.”
“Oh, I see.”
Yang Haoran listened and didn’t think much of it. Seeing Yaoyao’s blushing face, he couldn’t help but ask: “And then? What did she buy?”
“Uh…” Seeing that her brother didn’t seem to understand, Yang Mengyao said helplessly: “Shaowan went to a sex shop, brother. Don’t you get it? She must have a boyfriend.”
“Is that all?” Yang Haoran found it both funny and irritating. He said: “Of course I know she has a boyfriend, because her boyfriend is me.”
Seeing that Yaoyao and Xiao Shaowan were getting along better and better, he felt there was no need to hide it from Yaoyao anymore. After all, his initial purpose in having Yaoyo get close to Xiao Shaowan was to make them familiar with each other.
Xiao Shaowan was already his sex slave, and he was confident he could control Yaoyao tooβthis little girl wouldn’t dare defy him. If he hadn’t been busy with Aunt Shen and his mother lately, he would have already fucked this little girl. Now was the time to have Shaowan teach Yaoyao how to be a sex slave, to train and discipline Yaoyao.
Yaoyao, pure and pretty with a childlike face and huge breasts, was the school goddess who loved sucking his cock. Of course, he wanted to fully develop this little slut into a slave beneath him.
After finishing Yaoyao’s training, he could pierce her huge tits with nipple rings, and she could partner with Wenwen, the big-breasted loli at Aunt Shen’s estate.
“Ah?” Yang Mengyao was shocked and couldn’t help asking: “When did this happen? Did you already…”
“Yes.”
Yang Haoran nodded with a smile: “That’s why I asked you to get close to her, so you could get along well. Both of you are my women, so naturally you should have a good relationship.”
“Wow, brother… you really are a big pervert.”
Yang Mengyao couldn’t help but accuse him of being unfaithful: “No wonder you said you didn’t need my help chasing Shaowan. So you already got her.”
“Having two girls with you… if I weren’t your sister, I doubt any girl would agree to this.” At the end, Yang Mengyao couldn’t help but complain.
“By the way, does Shaowan know about this? Is she okay with it too?” Yang Mengyao couldn’t help worrying again.
“Yeah, Shaowan knows, and she agreed too.”
Yang Haoran, of course, wouldn’t ask for Xiao Shaowan’s personal opinion. She was just a sex slave, after all.
“No wonder. Both of you kept it from me, leaving me completely in the dark.”
“Let’s not talk about that. What did Shaowan take you to buy? Why was your face so red earlier?”
“Shaowan… well… she bought… a whip, a collar… a vibrator, a dildo… nipple clamps, and so on… Brother, do you and Shaowan play that kinky?” Yang Mengyao said, her face flushed and heart racing, unable to help but recall the surprised expression of the clerk at the sex shop when they saw them.
“Oh, Yaoyao, you know about these things too.”
Yang Haoran looked at the blushing Yaoyao with a playful expression.
“I didn’t know. The clerk insisted on explaining them, told us what they were for, and then kept asking in a confirming tone if we really wanted to buy them. Brother, you have no idea how embarrassing that was.”
Yang Mengyao remembered the clerk’s expression. After they confirmed they wanted to buy the items, the clerk even seemed to show a look of regret and envy. It was baffling.
“Oh, so you remember it pretty clearly, Yaoyao.”
Yang Haoran grinned mischievously, teasing Yaoyao.
Xiao Shaowan naturally wasn’t lacking in training tools; she already had a set. It seemed she was buying these things for Yaoyao on his behalf. This little girl was still in the dark, unaware that she was being sold out.
“Brother, stop it… it’s so embarrassing.”
Yang Mengyao, flushed with anger and shame, hammered her brother’s chest. Amid the laughter and chatter, she seemed to have forgotten the scene from last night.
It’s better this way, pretending she didn’t see or hear anything… No one knew such a thought had crossed the young girl’s mind.
…After getting off at the bus stop, Yang Haoran let Yaoyao walk ahead to the classroom while he strolled slowly behind.
School days were both busy and leisurely. There were beautiful campus scenes,ιζ₯ιδΈ½ηε₯³ε© (young and beautiful girls), friends who shared similar interests and endless topics to discuss, watching the sunrise in the east and the sunset in the west. Those who had passed this stage often looked back with a touch of melancholy.
However, all of this had nothing to do with Yang Haoran. He was in the prime of his youth, neither bothered by heavy academic burdens nor always immersed in leisurely moments.
When he returned to the classroom, the noise reached him before he even enteredβthe loud, chaotic chatter of the classroom filling his ears.
“The homeroom teacher said it’s a girl!”
“I wonder if she’s easy to get along with. If she is, maybe we can try to be friends with her.”
“It’s also pretty strange. It’s already the second semester, so why would someone transfer now?”
“Not sure. Maybe something happened at her previous school,” a girl hinted subtly.
“Don’t speculate with ill intentions. What if she just didn’t fit in there and transferred to our school for that reason?”
“Pfft~ It’s already the second semester. If she didn’t fit in, she would’ve transferred earlier.”
…”I heard it’s a girl. Hehe… I wonder if she’s my type.”
“My standards aren’t high. I’ll go for her if she’s pretty.”
“If she’s pretty, would she even be available for you? Hey… she’s obviously meant for me.”
“Not interested… studying is way more fun.”
“You animals, all talk and no action. There are plenty of great girls in our class, but none of you have made a move. All you do is boast.”
“Likewise… we’re all just joking. Who’s taking it seriously? We don’t even know what she looks like.”
“Yeah, a transfer student… such a rare occurrence…”