Zhou Wenwen was on maid duty today. When she saw Yang Haoran enter with a girl who had an innocent face and an enviable,ε²δΊΊη figureβher voluptuous breasts no less ample than Wenwen’s ownβshe paid close attention, muttering to herself… Is this a new bitch our Master has brought in?
Her mind was occupied with the thought of reporting this to the Master’s mother, Liu Ruoxi. After Tang Wenqian’s guidance, and since she had accepted benefits to act as Liu Ruoxi’s informant, she had to report every single move Yang Haoran made here truthfully to the Master’s mother.
Preoccupied with her thoughts, Zhou Wenwen was a beat too slow. The maid beside her had already stepped forward, respectfully bowing her head and kneeling in greeting to the Master, then attempting to lead Yang Haoran and Yang Mengyao to the living room sofa to serve them.
Zhou Wenwen hurriedly knelt in worship, then quickly rose to her feet. She had expected the Master to scold her for her delay, but instead, Yang Haoran waved for the previous maid to go prepare tools, instructing Zhou Wenwen to lead them instead.
Zhou Wenwen’s youthful face and the prominently full, bulging size of her chest quickly made Yang Mengyao realize that this was the future pet partner her brother had told her about. She couldn’t help but look at her with curiosity.
After they sat down on the luxurious living room sofa, Zhou Wenwen poured a cup of tea for Yang Haoran and Yang Mengyao, then stood properly to the side, awaiting instructions.
Noticing Yang Mengyao’s scrutinizing gaze, Zhou Wenwen glanced back. Their eyes met, and Zhou Wenwen quickly lowered her head.
She didn’t know who this innocent and beautiful girl was to the Master, but judging by her pure, moving appearance and a figure no worse than her own, she felt uncertain and didn’t dare to overstep.
Last time, her thoughtless questioning had earned her a severe scolding from Tang Wenqian. They were on good terms, so Zhou Wenwen took Tang Wenqian’s warning deeply to heart.
“Wenwen, come over and stand next to me.”
At Yang Haoran’s command, Zhou Wenwen came over, appearing somewhat nervous, and obediently stood by his side.
“Yaoyao, let me introduce her. This is Zhou Wenwen. You can just call her Wenwen.”
Yang Haoran introduced her to the curious Yaoyao, then introduced Yaoyao to Zhou Wenwen: “This is my younger sister, Yang Mengyao. You can call her Yaoyao from now on. The two of you will be partners in the future.”
Yang Haoran hadn’t overthought it. Since his mother had already let Wenwen know that Yaoyao was his sister, he subconsciously saw no need to hide itβthere were no outsiders here, after all.
Unbeknownst to him, his carelessness made Zhou Wenwen nervous, though more so because of Yaoyao’s status. She mistakenly believed that Liu Ruoxi was also aware of this.
“Hello, Wenwen.”
Yang Mengyao proactively reached out her hand in greeting, a smile on her face.
“Hello, Yaoyao.”
Seeing Yaoyao’s friendly attitude, Zhou Wenwen relaxed a little. She reached out and shook her hand, but still didn’t dare to overstep due to Yaoyao’s status as the Master’s sister, so she remained reserved.
It wasn’t until Yang Haoran’s next words that she felt completely at ease.
“Wenwen, Yaoyao will be a little milk cow in the future. I brought her here today to get her nipple piercings. Even though she’s my sister, I won’t show her any favoritism. Your status will be the same from now on.”
Seeing Wenwen’s reserved demeanor, Yang Haoran explained.
These words convinced Zhou Wenwen. She no longer saw Yaoyao as someone she needed to carefully serve, but instead began to think of forming a closeιΊθ (close female friendship) with herβan equal relationship.
If Tang Wenqian had witnessed this scene, she would have found it hard to assess.
Seeing Zhou Wenwen raise her head and look back at her with curiosity, no longer as reserved as before, Yang Mengyao’s face flushed slightly. This time, it was she who felt uncomfortable, perhaps because her brother had revealed her true nature.
“Wenwen, lift your clothes up and let Yaoyao see your nipple rings.”
Yang Haoran purely intended for Wenwen, like Wannu, to form a closeιΊθ relationship with Yaoyao, making it more convenient for him to enjoy group play in the future.
Zhou Wenwen wasn’t shy either. Upon Yang Haoran’s command, she used both hands to lift and roll up her hem, causing a pair of enormous, full, soft, snowy-white breasts to tumble out, trembling slightly. They drooped a little, with two light pink nipples each adorned with a gleaming silver nipple ring, like exquisite ornamentsβa delightful sight.
Yang Mengyao’s beautiful eyes scrutinized them, and she actually found them quite pretty. It was just that the other girl’s breasts weren’t as perky as her own, and her nipples weren’t as pink and tender. Paired with Wenwen’s youthful face, it truly looked like a young girl lifting her top, exposing her ring-adorned breasts, exuding an utterly lewd and decadent aura.
“Brother, will my nipple rings be this style too?”
Yang Mengyao felt a little less afraid. The fear of the unknown lies in its mystery. Seeing the rings Wenwen wore, Yang Mengyao felt slightly reassured.
“The color will be the same. It looks more uniform and pleasing that way.”
Yang Haoran met Yaoyao’s blinking bright eyes, which were staring at him curiously as she asked, and he explained: “However, Yaoyao, yours will be special nipple rings with built-in locks that can secure your pierced nipples. This is to ensure we don’t waste a single drop of your milk.”
Yang Haoran stroked Yaoyao’s head, his actions akin to petting an animal.
Yang Mengyao greatly enjoyed her brother’s intimate affection and actively nuzzled against his palm. Then she asked concernedly: “Then, Brother, will you drink the milk that Yaoyao produces?”
She wanted to be useful to her brother, not limited to just her body. She was also aware that her close female friends, Shaowan and Youxi, had already laid claim to her milk, and she had agreed.
After being injected with lactation-inducing drugs, she would become a milk-producing cow in the female dorm, supplying milk for her close friends Shaowan and Ji Youxi to drink.
But compared to that, Yang Mengyao hoped even more to produce milk for her brother, even if she were reduced to merely a tool.
Yaoyao’s question gave Yang Haoran some pause. After thinking for a moment, he said: “Yaoyao, if I were to drink it too, and your breasts couldn’t produce enough milk, you would be punished by Youxi.”
“Although I also very much enjoy your breasts, Youxi is female, and she focuses more on how fun your breasts are to play with and their ability to produce milk. If you fail to satisfy her, even I won’t be able to save you from punishment.”