Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

He stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's buttocks and teased: "If I let you work twelve hours a day and only let you eat two pieces of bread, would you accept it?"

Bella saw Ron's teasing, so she followed his words and said, "If I'm hungry, I'll pick up garbage to eat. If I'm thirsty, I'll find water to drink."

When talking about finding water to drink, she also put her little hand into Ron's lower abdomen, the implication of which was self-evident.

It seems that she is really thirsty.

Ron smiled and stopped teasing her. He patted the girl's butt and said, "I'm not dissatisfied with you. I'm just thinking about how to develop your potential. In my opinion, your potential is far beyond that of ordinary people."

"What are you going to do?"

Bella breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

"Don't worry, let's wait and see."

Ron shook his head. He just had some ideas but was not sure what to do.

Changing course is not an easy task, he has to control every detail, Bella's talent cannot be wasted.

The God of Law, that kind of existence is a complete dimensionality reduction attack on the Norman Kingdom, whose strongest person is only level seven.

"Well, I believe you."

Bella lay on her side next to Ron, covering his thighs with the hem of her long skirt, and her delicate hands hidden underneath were trying hard to please him.

Ron turned his head to look at the girl's pretty face and gave her an encouraging look, so the latter pinched even harder.

"Cough cough."

Not long after, Memphis came to the front yard in her wheelchair. She saw Bella lying next to Ron and deliberately coughed in an attempt to make the latter back down.

However, unexpectedly, Bella not only did not leave Ron's side, but took the initiative to greet her: "Memphis, good morning."

Memphis's face froze. She cursed Bella in her heart as a vixen and responded, "Good morning."

She couldn't blame Bella, and it was not right for her to interfere in the affairs between Ron and Bella.

But for some reason I felt a little sour in my heart, as if a bottle of vinegar had been knocked over and it was very unpleasant.

"Wow~"

She walked across from the two of them, placed the magic book on the stone table, and flipped through the pages casually.

She couldn't see into it, she couldn't see at all, she secretly looked across, and saw Ron and Bella were whispering to each other, and it looked like they were about to kiss.

Feeling even more depressed, Memphis couldn't help but ask, "Bella, can I trouble you to pour me a cup of hot water?"

Bella curled her lips when she heard that. She pinched Ron's lower abdomen and replied, "Of course no problem."

In order to show her worth, she would help Ron do anything, and helping him conquer Memphis was one of her tasks.

She was not stupid, and she could not hide the relationship between Ron and Memphis from her.

"Thanks!"

Memphis gave Bella a grateful look, and she felt guilty for a second for her pettiness.

"Small problem, just treat me as your maid~"

Bella stood up and straightened the wrinkles on her dress.

After Bella left, Memphis lied with a flushed face: "Ron, my legs seem to be a little uncomfortable..."

In order to get closer to Ron, she chose to lie.

Ron patted the place where Bella had just lain, which still had residual warmth and fragrance: "Come sit over here and I'll check you out."

"it is good."

Memphis exhaled softly and slid his wheelchair to Ron's side.

But before she could stop, Ron picked her up and put her on the recliner. After that, he pushed the wheelchair away, completely cutting off her escape route.

"What...what happened?"

The girl's expression was a little flustered, and her hands were tangled together unnaturally.

Today, Memphis was wearing a white shirt and a short skirt, and underneath she was wearing a rare pair of white silk stockings.

The simple clothing perfectly highlights the girl's figure. Her bulging chest pushes the buttons of her shirt up high, and a large expanse of white skin appears under the low collar.

The soft white hair spread out on the recliner, like a noble snow lotus.

As luck would have it, a corner of the girl's skirt was caught on the armrest of the recliner, making the outline of her hips even more stunning. Even with the obstruction of white stockings, Ron could vaguely see the fair and tender flesh underneath.

The last thing to finish off are the toes wrapped in white silk. Suddenly, they seem to be sparkling in the sun. Perhaps because the sun's rays are too hot, they all curl up together as if to keep each other warm.

When their eyes met, the girl's wine-red eyes lost their original coldness, leaving only panic and uneasiness. At this moment, she was more like an ignorant little girl, waiting for Ron's judgment.

No matter how cold a woman is, there will be a time when she melts, and this is the case with Memphis in front of us.

With the help of another soul, Ron got into her heart from the beginning.

Can’t get rid of it, can’t escape from it, can’t touch it. The farther away it is, the more I desire it.

Ron held down Memphis's shoulders and asked her to lie down beside him. "I need to do a detailed inspection of your legs, but the presence of pantyhose will affect my judgment, so I have to take it off."

Memphis blushed and closed his legs: "I can take it off myself."

Ron: "There's no point in letting patients do it themselves. Are you questioning my judgment?"

The girl's beautiful eyelashes trembled constantly, and she put her hands on Ron's chest: "No... I believe you, then I'll leave it to you."

Saying this almost exhausted all of Memphis's courage. As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, as if she had given everything to him.

'Just helping to take off the pantyhose, no big deal.'

Memphis comforted himself in his heart.

"Hmm~"

As soon as Ron's big hand touched her pantyhose, she moaned softly, and a charming atmosphere filled the air.

"Wait, didn't we agree to take off the pantyhose? Why is his hand always doing mischief?" Feeling Ron's rubbing, Memphis felt confused.

He squeezed so hard that his five fingers sank into the flesh, leaving a large red patch on the delicate skin, and also cutting a small hole in the pantyhose that felt great.

"I'm sorry, this is my first time taking off pantyhose so I'm not very skilled, but don't worry I'll learn it in ten minutes."

Memphis pursed his lips after hearing Ron's explanation but did not expose it.

Well, just consider it as part of the treatment. After all, the buttocks are connected to the legs, so it is reasonable to massage them.

However, her acquiescence made Ron go even further and cross the line, and soon she was attacked.

"Humph~"

"do not want!"

The girl's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and even her earlobes were covered with pink.

Chapter 34: Your Body is at Stake

Memphis, whose bottom line was touched, wanted to stop it, but Ron hypnotized her first.

This time he hypnotized both souls in Memphis' body at the same time.

"This is part of the treatment, and interrupting it is not a good habit."

Ron pinched the girl's pretty face with his other hand. No matter how many times he saw her, he would still be amazed by her beauty.

Whether it was the white hair, the pure wine-red eyes, the cute nose, or the tempting cherry lips, he couldn't stop.

He slowly leaned over and gently bit Memphis's moist red lips, leaving an almost undetectable tooth mark, and then squeezed his tongue in and plundered them frantically.

He used both soft and hard methods to tease the girl's sensitive nerves through her pantyhose, applying pressure and sinking his fingertips into the skin. It seemed that in addition to the smoothness of the pantyhose, he could also feel a little warmth.

And as time went on, the wetness and warmth he felt became more and more.

It's like summer rain, coming and going quickly.

It is like the morning dew, pure and round yet full and juicy. When touched closely, it gives people a crystal clear and refreshing feeling.

After hesitating for a second, Ron did not tear the pantyhose here. Some secrets are better buried in the heart. He should treat Memphis step by step and let her adapt slowly.

It is certainly not interesting to scratch the surface, but the best strategy is to proceed step by step.

He prefers to use a gentle approach when dealing with his financial sponsor.

With lips touching and hands waving in comfort, he experienced the beauty of the girl with all his heart.

Her body was craving for him, the strength of her sucking was increasing, her creamy skin was rippling in his heart, and her seductive outline appeared in his mind.

The kiss lasted for a long time, and Ron didn't let her go until the hypnosis time was almost over.

[Free Attribute Point +30]

The attribute fed back was as high as 30. After adding points, Ron's mental attribute soared to 180 points. After his mental strength recovered in the afternoon, he would be able to reach the fifth level after harvesting Bella once.

To be honest, it's a little bit invincible.

With careful planning, he could even fight against a sixth-level being.

Memphis woke up with his eyes wide open: "!!!"

He played tricks on me again, and this time the memory was much clearer.

She was completely stunned as she recalled the hot kisses and passionate caresses.

She had previously suspected that Ron had done something bad to her, but...

Memphis couldn't think anymore, her brain had shut down.

"What's wrong?" Ron noticed Memphis's abnormality, and his hand found the opening of his pantyhose.

"Ah! Nothing...nothing."

Memphis' mind was in a mess and she couldn't organize a normal conversation.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ron considerately took off her pantyhose and a white triangle of cloth, but Memphis, who was confused, did not notice it at first.

The breeze blew and there was no smoke without fire. The girl realized it was too late. When she looked again, her legs were smooth, while the pantyhose and cloth thrown on the stone table by Ron were gleaming in the golden sunlight, and the foreign objects left on them were eye-catching.

Memphis quickly closed his legs to prevent his spring light from leaking out. The moment he closed his legs, a slippery feeling kept spreading across his skin, bringing with it warmth.

Ron, who could already see the outline of her buttocks, was given a feast for the eyes.

"Miss Goldsmith, are you ready for treatment?"

Ron's palm slid to her thigh: "Hey, what is this? Why does it feel as sticky as honey?"

Memphis's face was red as water was about to drip out. She quickly held Ron's wrist to stop him from doing anything bad: "Maybe it's sweat... Sorry, I want to go wash my face. Let's talk about the treatment later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly released a floating magic to carry her body back to the wheelchair. Too embarrassed to face people, she slid the wheelchair with both hands and flew out of the front yard.

"Strange, did she notice something?"

Ron looked at Memphis' back thoughtfully.

This isn't a serious question, and now that Memphis has accepted close contact with him, it's only a matter of time before he sinks to the bottom.

He rubbed his brows, feeling a little tired. In order to quickly recover his mental strength, he curled up in the recliner and planned to take a nap.

Ten minutes later, Memphis returned to the front yard with a complicated expression. After washing her thighs, she changed into new underwear.

The pantyhose on the stone table made her extremely embarrassed and annoyed, and Ron's tired sleeping face made her heart tighten again.

Although Ron's methods were not acceptable, he was doing it to treat his legs, and Memphis felt that he should understand and sympathize with him.

She gently touched Ron's hair, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes: "I forgive you this time, next time... next time..."

I couldn't say no, and right and wrong didn't seem so important anymore.

......

At eight o'clock in the evening, a castle on the north side of the royal city was bustling with activity.

The luxurious hall was bustling with people, and bright red, sweet wine was rippled in the goblets.

The long classical music was low and melodious, and the bright lights shone on everyone.

Young nobles in luxurious attire gathered in twos and threes, talking about money and women, but the person they mentioned the most was the eldest princess Chris.

As the most recognized beauty in the Norman Kingdom, the eldest princess's fame spread throughout several kingdoms, and many people came just to see her.

I heard that the eldest princess intends to choose a spouse from among the young nobles, and I don’t know into whose arms this most noble flower will fall.