Yang Haoran could not meet Ji Youxi’s gaze, finding himself at a loss for words. Ji Youxi had once stated that she wanted his mother and his aunt, Hao Lei, to interact with her in the same manner—maintaining a normal relationship in public, while privately serving as her sex slaves.
This was the condition under which Ji Youxi had agreed to become his girlfriend.
Back then, blinded by her beauty, he had agreed. Since then, Ji Youxi had become his girlfriend. Now, having learned of his mother’s pregnancy, Yang Haoran was acutely aware that his girlfriend Ji Youxi was also a dominant. If his mother were forced, because of his own actions, to obey Ji Youxi’s commands and submit to her training, she would have to endure cruel conditioning.
Just like Aunt Hao Lei. In the videos Ji Youxi had sent him, the way the two women interacted in private showed that Aunt Hao Lei was more like a bitch, a female animal, at his girlfriend Ji Youxi’s feet, utterly stripped of human dignity.
Yang Haoran did not want his mother to be treated that way. Even though, in private, if he were the one giving orders to his mother, it could fully satisfy his girlfriend Ji Youxi’s demands, he was unwilling; he did not want that.
This amounted to him going back on their agreement unilaterally. So now, Yang Haoran felt too ashamed to face Ji Youxi’s gaze. His heart was filled with extreme anxiety. If Ji Youxi said she wanted to break up now, he would have not a single word of complaint.
Seeing Yang Haoran’s face full of shame, Ji Youxi averted her gaze and said, “You had designs on my mother, wanted her to be your milk cow, and I agreed. Now when it’s your turn, you go back on your word.”
“I’m sorry!”
Yang Haoran lowered his head. Even with his thick skin, he felt his cheeks burning.
“There’s no need to apologize.”
Suddenly, Ji Youxi’s words reached his ears, causing Yang Haoran’s heart to skip a beat for a full second. He laughed bitterly to himself, never expecting their relationship to end like this.
“Weren’t you saying you wanted to discuss it with me? I can get along with your mother as an equal, but I have one condition: Yaoyao comes under my control.”
Ji Youxi used her hand to lift Yang Haoran’s chin, smiling sweetly as she said, “Also, my mother remains under my control.”
Seeing the look of disbelief on Yang Haoran’s face, Ji Youxi giggled: “What’s the matter, my little boyfriend? Were you thinking of breaking up with me?”
In the glow of the setting sun, her stunning face revealed a smile like the evening clouds, so beautiful it was utterly captivating!
“No, no, no…”
Yang Haoran was stunned for a moment, then overcome with joy. Disregarding the look of disdain in Ji Youxi’s beautiful eyes, he pulled her into his embrace and said contentedly, “I never once thought about breaking up with you. I was only worried you would leave me because of this. I was the one who failed first; even if you wanted to leave, I would have no complaints.”
“It’s just…”
Yang Haoran, unable to restrain his emotions, held Ji Youxi tightly, inhaling the faint, alluring fragrance of her body, filled with shame: “It’s just that I didn’t expect… that you wouldn’t leave me…”
His heart was full of gratitude. How could he not recognize that Ji Youxi was giving him a way out? He had already promised Yaoyao would be under Ji Youxi’s control.
Ji Youxi’s words were like a clear spring, washing away all his worries, giving rise to a feeling that with a wife like this, what more could a man ask for?
“That you can be honest with me… that is enough.”
Ji Youxi whispered softly into Yang Haoran’s ear. If Yang Haoran had truly gone back on his word and hypocritically made excuses, then Ji Youxi would have shown a very different face.
If both people in a relationship had their own hidden agendas, too afraid to be open and honest with each other, then in Ji Youxi’s eyes, their relationship was certainly not destined to last. It would be better to extract herself now.
In her eyes, Yang Haoran was actually not outstanding. If not for the emotional foundation built during their early master-disciple relationship, if Yang Haoran were just a guy walking by the roadside, she wouldn’t even give him a second glance. A boy like that could hardly catch her eye.
The only thing she valued in Yang Haoran was their shared interests, his complete honesty with her, his tendency to be glib yet not lacking in wit and humor—he was sufficiently amusing!
At that moment, an elderly couple walked out of the residential area. The old man’s face was full of wrinkles, the old woman’s hair completely silver. The old couple, seeing the young lovers embracing at the entrance, paused for a moment, then looked at each other and shared a knowing smile.
As the old couple passed by the young lovers, their hands unconsciously found each other. Their aged bodies seemed to lighten their steps a little. The old man hummed a little tune; the old grandmother wore a smile as she accompanied her husband towards the market.
“Alright… how long are you going to keep holding me?”
Ji Youxi spoke softly. Yang Haoran, feeling as if bathed in the spring breeze, said with a laugh, “How about I hold you like this every night when we sleep from now on?”
His words made Ji Youxi’s face blush slightly. She pushed him away, turning her head to avoid looking at him, and changed the subject: “I’ve put nipple rings on my mother. When will you bring the lactagogue?”
Yang Haoran smacked his forehead. How could he have forgotten about this? Previously, they had agreed he would be responsible for the lactagogue, and Ji Youxi would handle the nipple rings. He had completely forgotten about it.
“I forgot to ask Aunt Shen. I need to wait a bit longer. I’ll go ask her tonight.”
“Mm. In a few days, come to my house.”
Yang Haoran thought of something, his breathing instantly becoming rapid. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he said in a low voice, “Is that… appropriate?”
“Oh! If you don’t want to come, then forget it.”
Ji Youxi did not indulge Yang Haoran at all. Her offhand remark immediately made him groan with regret.
“I’ll come… I’ll definitely come. How could your mother manage without me? Youxi, I’ll come help you discipline your mother.”
Seeing Yang Haoran’s righteous and solemn expression, Ji Youxi couldn’t help but laugh: “Mm, that’s more like it. When the time comes, I’ll leave the two of you alone. Is that what you’ll say to my mother then?”
“Then forget I said anything.”
Yang Haoran immediately laughed bitterly. After all, he wasn’t that familiar with her mother. Even though he knew Aunt Hao Lei was privately his girlfriend’s sex slave, without his girlfriend present, how would he dare lay a finger on her?
“What a specimen!”
Ji Youxi shot him a sidelong glance, slightly raising her exquisite jawline.
His girlfriend’s flawless beauty, combined with this haughty demeanor, instantly made Yang Haoran’s heart race. In his mind, he desperately wanted to drag her to bed right now and ruthlessly fuck her.
“Youxi… when will we…”
“After you’ve met your mother, then we’ll talk.”
Before Yang Haoran could finish his sentence, Ji Youxi cut him off.
Seeing Yang Haoran’s hesitant expression, Ji Youxi didn’t give him a chance to press further. She turned, waved her hand, and said, “You should go back now. See you tomorrow!”
Only when that graceful figure disappeared from view did Yang Haoran reluctantly withdraw his gaze. He knew his girlfriend Ji Youxi was stringing him along, not wanting to let him have her too easily.
Things obtained easily are not cherished. Yang Haoran understood this principle. But given his girlfriend’s peerless, stunning beauty, even setting aside their feelings for each other, once he had her, what man would be willing to let go of such a perfect temptress? Wouldn’t he want to hide her away in a golden house and enjoy her day and night?
As the old saying goes, no matter how beautiful a woman is, there’s a man behind her who’s grown tired of fucking her. But Yang Haoran didn’t feel that way at all. Given his girlfriend Ji Youxi’s seemingly gentle but actually supremely arrogant nature, coupled with that exquisitely picturesque pretty face, every time he saw her, Yang Haoran wanted to viciously vent his lust on her.
On the way back, Yang Haoran’s restless lust gradually subsided. Ever since using the miraculous potion Aunt Shen had given him, it wasn’t without side effects—his sexual desire had just become exceptionally, overwhelmingly strong.