The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

"Mom, is this how I have to cut it? Ouch!"

This was followed by Hua Daizi's helpless yet doting laughter:

"Be gentle, don't cut your hands. Marina, help mom pass that plate over."

Marina responded quietly, and the kitchen was filled with the sound of jingling and life.

Soon, the aroma of food filled the air.

Huayoko walked out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Okay, it's time to eat. Come and try my cooking."

There is a rich variety of dishes on the table.

Akizuki Takashi was unusually active, frequently picking up food for his wife and opening a bottle of sake.

"It's a rare occasion for the Master and the children to return today, so it's worth celebrating. Come, Huadaizi, have a drink."

He filled his wife's glass without saying anything.

Hua Daizi hesitated:

"I still have to clean up later..."

"Oh, just a little bit, I'm happy."

Xiao San smiled, picked up the bottle again, and looked at the two girls.

"Aili, Marina, you've grown up now. Today is a special occasion. Would you like to try it too?"

Ai Li had been looking at the crystal-clear wine with curiosity for a long time, and her eyes immediately lit up when she heard this:

"Is it okay, Mom?"

Huayoko looked at Takashi, then at her expectant daughter, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"Just a small sip."

Akizuki Takashi immediately poured a thin layer of liquor into the two girls' small cups, and his smile grew even wider.

Marina looked at her stepfather's overly enthusiastic face, then looked at her sister who was already impatiently picking up the cup. She frowned slightly, but in the end she said nothing and picked up her own cup.

Xiuyuan picked up the water glass in front of him and seemed to ignore the wine on the table.

After a few drinks, Hua Daizi's face flushed and she started talking more.

Ai Li and Marina obviously overestimated their alcohol tolerance. Not long after, Ai Li began to lie on the table, grinning foolishly, with a dazed look in her eyes and mumbling a discordant song.

Although Marina was holding on, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were dull, and her head was nodding. It was obvious that she couldn't hold on any longer.

"Oh, look at these two kids, they're both drunk."

Hua Daizi said this with both heartache and amusement, and she herself felt a little dizzy.

Akizuki Xiaosan took the wine glass from Dai Huazi's hand. Taking the opportunity to add wine to his wife, he blocked the view of the other side of the table with his body. His fingers moved quickly, and a few drops of dark liquid fell silently into the wine glass.

He then handed the glass of wine to his wife, and the three of them continued eating and drinking, pretending nothing had happened.

After saving three rounds.

"Oh, this wine... has a strong aftertaste..."

Akizuki Takashi shook his head, his eyes began to become blurred, and his speech became unclear.

"No, I have to... I have to lie down on the sofa for a while..."

He acted poorly as if he was drunk, and stood up staggeringly. After taking two steps, he fell to the carpet with a thud, as if all his bones had been pulled out. He began to snore softly, but the rhythm of the snoring was a little deliberate.

After Kayoko drank the cup of spiked sake, her already dizzy head felt even heavier, her cheeks seemed to be stained with the brightest rouge, and even her ears were an abnormally pink.

When she saw her husband fall down, she called out to him twice in worry, but when there was no response, she wanted to help him up.

But she herself was shaking so much that her vision was blurry and doubled.

"Master Xiuyuan..."

She managed to steady herself and looked at the young monk who was still calm and composed, her voice trembling and soft with an imperceptible tremor.

"Excuse me, my husband seems really drunk. Could you please help me get him to the sofa?"

Xiuyuan put down the cup of water in his hand

He glanced at Akizuki Takashi who was snoring loudly on the ground, and then glanced at Hua Daizi whose face was flushed and eyes were misty, and he understood.

The effect of this medicine came faster than expected.

Without saying anything, he stood up and walked to Akizuki Takashi, grabbed his collar with one hand, lifted him up easily as if he were a weightless doll, and then casually threw him onto the sofa next to him.

The movements were so clean and neat that they didn't even interrupt Akizuki Takashi's deliberately feigned snoring.

Then, Xiuyuan walked over to Ai Li who was sleeping unconscious on the table and Marina who was leaning on the chair.

He first picked up Ellie, and the little girl mumbled something in her sleep in his arms, with a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Xiu Yuan calmly sent her back to the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Then he returned and carried the already unconscious Marina back to the room in the same way and put her there.

After doing all this, Xiuyuan returned to the living room.

At this time, Akizuki Hanayoko's condition became increasingly obvious.

The medicinal power completely dissolved in her body, and an indescribable feeling of heat arose, quickly spreading to every part of her body.

She unconsciously pulled at her collar, her fair neck was dyed an alluring pink, and her breathing became rapid and hot.

The look she gave Xiu Yuan had lost its usual gentleness and clarity, leaving only a primal longing. She held onto the edge of the table, her body swaying slightly, her gaze fixed on Xiu Yuan, as if he were the only oasis in the desert.

Akizuki Takashi, who was lying on the sofa, quietly opened his eyes.

He greedily peeked at everything happening in the living room through the gaps in the sofa cushions.

Seeing his wife's drug-induced, distraught appearance, and feeling her burning gaze directed at the young monk, his heart beat wildly with a mixture of humiliation, jealousy, and perverted excitement.

He held his breath, his body trembling slightly with excitement, and he was looking forward to the wonderful show that was about to be staged and directed by him.

He could even feel that his body, which had not responded for a long time, seemed to have a faint hallucination due to this extreme mental stimulation.

Just as Xiu Yuan was sensing the dirty thoughts of the man on the sofa, he was calmly watching the woman in front of him who was gradually losing her mind.

Qiuyue Huadaizi groaned softly and stumbled towards Xiuyuan with a strong smell of alcohol on her body. Her soft body fell directly into his arms.

Akizuki Takashi's body trembled slightly due to the excitement he could not suppress.

It’s done! He cried out in ecstasy.

The medicine he developed is indeed a masterpiece that transcends time!

It is not a simple aphrodisiac, but acts directly on the deep part of the brain, infinitely amplifying latent desires and making the user firmly believe that all impulses at the moment are derived from their truest desires, while the consciousness is extremely clear and can clearly experience every detail.

This is art!

He even felt that his long-dormant body seemed to have a long-lost, illusory feeling of swelling due to this intense mental stimulation.

Here it comes, here it comes! He held his breath, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he stared at the center of the living room.

Huayoko staggered forward, and her soft body crashed into the arms of the annoying monk.

Right now! The scene he had been waiting for was about to happen! He could even imagine the details of his wife enjoying herself under another man in front of him...

However, just as his pupils dilated to the extreme and he was about to deeply engrave this "wonderful" scene in his mind, his vision suddenly went dark.

Something with a faint scent of sandalwood fell from the sky and landed right on his head, covering his entire head tightly.

It’s the monk’s moon-white robe!

The sudden darkness left Xiaosan stunned for a moment.

What's going on? He subconsciously wanted to reach out and tear the thing off his head, but now he was playing the role of a drunken and asleep husband and couldn't move.

He could only feel the slightly rough texture of the cloth against his face, and his nostrils were filled with the cool and damnable sandalwood scent of the monk.

Then, from the living room came the wife's suppressed breathing, the rustling of clothes, and the man's low and steady voice, as if he were reciting scriptures. It was intermittent and difficult to hear clearly...

These sounds became a little vague through the barrier of the monk's robe, but this also added a bit of ambiguity that was all the more fascinating.

Xiaosan's face instantly turned purple.

He wants to see!

He wants to see it!

This is a script he carefully planned. He is the director. How can he be locked behind the scenes and only be able to listen?

The illusory feeling of swelling disappeared in an instant, replaced by an uncontrollable anger and a sense of humiliation that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He twisted futilely on the sofa like a worm, trying to break free from the restraints on his head, but it only made the monk's robe wrap tighter around him.

Xiu Yuan clearly captured the abyss-like malice of Akizuki Takashi and the twisted desire growing deep in his soul.

He hated this kind of peeping, and he was even more disdainful of performing a vivid farce of conversion in front of this pervert and dirtying his own eyes.

With a flick of his fingertips, a faint but pure wisp of Buddha's power silently penetrated into Qiuyue Xiaosan's body.

This Buddha's power instantly closed Akizuki Takashi's airway, cut off the oxygen supply to his brain, and shattered his heart.

There was no painful struggle, no panicked cries for help.

Akizuki Takashi's body twitched slightly before he completely lost his life.

Because his face was tightly covered, he couldn't even make a sound and ended his sinful life quietly.

"Master...I..."

Hua Daizi uttered a few words with difficulty.

She felt as if there was a fire burning inside her, burning her to the point of being completely fascinated.

Xiuyuan had a faint smile on his face.

Akizuki Takashi had quietly become a corpse on the sofa, his final ugly appearance covered by his monk's robe.

The feeling of picking the fruits planted by others with your own hands is truly pleasant.

He supported Huayoko's shaky body, feeling the mature and plump figure that was different from that of a girl, and the burning heat beneath her skin.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

Qiuyue Aili had been practicing with Xiuyuan for a few days, so her physique was far superior to that of ordinary people, and the effects of alcohol and drugs were metabolized faster in her body.

A headache woke her from her drowsiness with a frown on her face.

Her head felt like it was stuffed with a ball of wet cotton, heavy and swollen, and her throat was so dry it felt like smoking. She blinked dazedly, adjusting to the dimness of the room.

Next to her, her sister Marina Akizuki was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, with an abnormal blush on her cheeks. It was obvious that she would not wake up for a while.

Ellie smacked her lips, feeling her mouth dry and bitter, and all she wanted was water.

She shook her still confused head and struggled to sit up.

Just then, some strange noises were faintly heard from the direction of the living room.

The sound was low and intermittent.

4.6 “Ugh…it’s so noisy…”

Ellie muttered in dissatisfaction. The effect of the alcohol had not completely worn off yet, making her a little irritable.

Is Mom arguing with that annoying stepfather?

Not like.

This sound sounds even stranger.

She pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She felt a little uneasy and inexplicably curious.

The feeling of thirst was getting stronger and stronger. Without caring about anything else, Ellie lifted the quilt and staggered out of bed.

The cool touch of her feet on the floor made her a little more awake.

She rubbed her eyes and groped her way towards the door with the faint light coming through the crack in the door.

The closer I got to the door, the clearer the sounds coming from the living room seemed.

The intermittent, suppressed, nasal crying sound made her curiosity overwhelm her irritability.

What's going on? Where's Brother Xiuyuan? Isn't he also in the living room?