Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Yvonne let out a barely audible moan, and her body became softer and softer.

"No, don't do this, my aunt will really find out."

Yvna reacted and quickly grabbed Ron, who was doing something bad, with both hands: "Now is not the time, I have to trick my aunt away."

Ron hesitated for a moment and took out a bottle of red potion from the pocket of the clothes he took off beside him: "This is for you. Go and pour a glass of hot milk for your aunt later."

"What is this?" Yvna asked, looking at the small bottle in his hand.

Ron: "Sleeping potion, it will make people's brains confused and slow to react. With it, you can send her away, and the rest of the time will belong to you and me."

Ivna hesitated: "This...is not good, right?"

"I don't care. I don't mind being discovered." Ron made a move to attack.

"Okay, I promise you!" Ivna agreed reluctantly. She took the sleeping potion and pointed to the dressing room not far away and said, "Go hide there for a while. I'll coax my aunt away and then come back to accompany you."

The dressing room she was referring to was also in the bathroom, but there was a gauze-like curtain between the two. Through the curtain, people in the dressing room could clearly see the outline of the bathtub.

"Okay, you only have ten minutes."

Ron listened to the advice and slowly stood up. He walked into the locker room quietly, holding the clothes he had taken off and hid behind the curtain.

There was still plenty of time and he was not in a hurry to do anything. Besides, his mind was still a little dizzy and he obviously needed some time to recover.

"Whoo~"

Yvna took a deep breath, found a bath towel to wrap herself in, and hid the small bottle of sleeping potion in the magnificent valley.

After not getting a response for a while, Cynthia stood at the bathroom door and asked, "Hello, hello? Are you asleep? If you don't answer me, I'm going to break in."

"Bang!"

Yvonne opened the glass door without wiping her hair and appeared in front of Cynthia. Her cheeks were slightly red as she said, “Auntie, wait for me for a while. I’m a little thirsty. I have to go get a glass of milk.”

Cynthia didn’t doubt him, she patted Yvna’s little head carelessly and said, “Go, go, auntie will wait for you.”

After Yvna left the bedroom, Cynthia walked straight into the bathroom, and she stretched out her jade hand to test the water temperature in the bathtub: “It’s a little hot, this temperature is most suitable for bathing, I like it!”

As she spoke, she took off her clothes in a flash and jumped into the bathtub like a nimble silver fish.

"Wow!"

The splashing water and rolling waves are eye-catching, and the rushing water mist fills the entire bathroom.

Ron hiding in the locker room: “???”

He looked at Cynthia in the bathtub through the curtain. Not only was the voice of this aunt Ivna familiar, but her figure was also surprisingly good. Her exaggerated whiteness deeply shocked his heart.

But the question now is how should he get out?

Chapter 43 Accident

"Wow~"

Cynthia sat in the bathtub and lifted her long legs. Her fingers slid over her thighs, and her delicate and smooth skin became even more delicate under the nourishment of the hot water.

"It seems like there's a little more meat. I guess I need to control my diet. It's better to eat less desserts."

She pinched a handful of soft flesh in distress. It felt good but was too plump.

Cynthia prefers a slim figure to a plump one, and she thinks she will be prettier if she is thinner.

"This place has become a lot bigger. If it continues like this, we won't have any clothes to wear."

Thinking of this, Cynthia lifted up her snow-white breasts again, and the weight of the two accounted for most of her weight.

It was clearly something that other women envied, but she was more concerned about the pain in her shoulders.

The pressure was too great. Just standing up straight was very strenuous. For the delicate magician, this was clearly an unbearable burden.

Cynthia, feeling a little tired, sighed and stared blankly at the ceiling. At this moment, she did not notice the gaze coming from behind the curtain.

“I didn’t expect that Cynthia is Yvonne’s aunt, is it such a coincidence?”

Ron confirmed the identity of this aunt, whom he had met once during the chief selection.

This was a difficult situation, as the remaining mental energy he had was not enough to hypnotize a fifth-level magician for a long time.

There is a price to pay for using the mental potion. He is in a weak period right now, and if he makes a mistake, he will be killed by Cynthia.

Forget it, let’s wait for Yvna to come to the rescue. His target tonight is Yvna.

Ron rubbed his swollen temples. After all, his mental strength was too low. If he could increase his attributes by tens of thousands points, he might be able to control thousands of people at the same time.

A few minutes later, Yvonne came running back with two cups of hot milk.

When she saw Cynthia lying in the bathtub, she exclaimed, "Aunt, why are you in the bathtub?!"

She was very panicked. If Ron was discovered, her aunt would be doomed.

Yes, compared to Ron, Yvna thought her aunt was in more danger.

Cynthia turned around and looked at Yvna who was standing at the door of the bathroom and said, “Auntie, I’m tired and want to take a bath, isn’t it okay? Don’t dawdle, come and rub my shoulders.

I tell you, I am the one who has done the most to maintain your relationship. If you don't serve me well, Chris will poach me."

Ivna thought of a solution in a hurry: "But...but I just used this tank of water, it's very dirty. Auntie, come out and wait for me for a while, I'll give you clean hot water."

"It's okay, Auntie, I don't mind you being dirty, and this water obviously just looked like it was put in not long ago."

Cynthia said, waving to Yvna: “Give me a cup of hot milk. It’s most comfortable to drink milk while taking a bath.”

Yvonne stole a glance at the locker room and walked to the bathtub. She handed the hot milk with sleeping potion to Cynthia: “I really can’t do anything about you, Auntie, why are you so immature, like a child.”

"That's your problem. If you had my aunt's mentality, you would have reached the third level long ago. Life is short. If you spend every day scheming against others, you will be exhausted."

Cynthia took the glass and drank it in one gulp. Her trust in Yvna reached 100%.

"Hey, the milk is so sweet today, did you add sugar? It feels weird."

She asked after licking the milk remaining at the corner of her mouth with her little tongue.

Yvonne nodded, she was observing the changes in Cynthia.

As the sleeping potion began to take effect, Cynthia's face showed a charming blush.

She shook her head and her pink hair rippled on the water. The magnificent waves created huge waves with her movements. At first glance, it seemed as if a huge peak collapsed and the sky and sea fell.

"I am really tired. It's all because of that stupid woman Chris."

She patted her face and forced herself to cheer up: "Come and rub my shoulders, my shoulders are so sore.

By the way, don’t think about refusing, otherwise I will be angry. After all, I have been running around for your matter all day. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard, right?

I tell you, the situation is going to get complicated. You have to..."

Cynthia closed her eyes halfway through her speech. She felt sleepy and wanted to lean against the bathtub to take a nap.

Taking this opportunity, Yvna put the milk she had just drunk on the cabinet next to her. Then she quickly ran into the locker room, grabbed Ron's arm, and ran out of the bathroom with him.

Seeing that she was only one step away from success, Cynthia, who heard the footsteps, thought that Yvna wanted to escape, so she squeezed out the last of her strength and grabbed her.

"Don't run!"

She grabbed an arm and pulled it hard.

"Pfft!"

Water splashed everywhere and a large amount of hot water overflowed from the bathtub.

Ron: "???"

Ivna: “!!!”

Someone was pulled in, but it wasn’t Yvna.

The girl was trembling as she watched Ron in the same tank with his aunt. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but all the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a single word.

Now that things have come to this, I’d better pretend I didn’t see it.

Yvna picked up the cup of milk and took a sip secretly. Well, it’s none of my business. It’s all my aunt’s fault.

The feeling of guilt in her heart lasted for less than a second, and she instead found the scene in front of her very interesting.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that Ron does not take action against his aunt.

"What are you standing there for? Give me a shoulder massage. Rub my shoulders~rub my shoulders~"

Cynthia, who was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, still did not forget to give orders. At this moment, she acted more like a little girl than a little girl.

Although she is a mature lady, she has an innocent soul hidden inside her body.

In Ron's words, it's inexplicably cute.

Ron, soaking in the bathtub, gave Yvna a helpless look, and the latter gave him a look that said "make the best of it".

So Ron, who was sitting opposite Cynthia, placed his big hands on her snow-white shoulders.

"Yeah~ That's it, so comfortable."

Cynthia let out a pleasant moan; she really enjoyed Ron's massage.

The tense brows gradually relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Without the barrier of the curtain, Ron could admire Cynthia's figure from close up, marveling at her icy figure and charming looks.

She has a graceful figure with curvaceous curves, and a pool of clear water at her delicate collarbone, as if it could hold two small fish. Her snow-white skin matches her stunning figure, and her immeasurable grandeur rises and falls with her breathing, and the ripples on the water are her masterpiece.

The perfect teardrop-like shape shows no signs of sagging, and the upright posture speaks of lofty pride, but the finishing touch is the eye-catching pink color.

The budding appearance was very tempting, and an evil idea came into his mind.

He pursed his lips and felt a little itchy at the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he needed to grind his teeth.

But the most fatal thing was her pair of long, round legs that could crush a person to death. At this moment, they were instinctively hugging his waist tightly, as if they wanted to make him a part of themselves.

As they interacted with each other, Ron felt her tenderness, and the wonderful touch spoke of a different kind of beauty.

“Hey, Ivna, why are you poking me with something?”

Cynthia shifted uncomfortably.

"Pfft!"

Hearing this, Yvna spat out a mouthful of milk. She asked Ron using lip language, "Is what you gave me really a sleeping potion?"

Ron responded with a look: "Should be...right?"

Being cautious, he often carries many items with him, including mental power potions, sleeping potions, and poisoned daggers.

Yvonne rolled her eyes at Ron and moved closer to Cynthia to smooth things over: "Don't worry about it, auntie. It's just a toy."

"What a strange toy, it's warm." Cynthia reached down with both hands.

"Sigh~"

Ron took a deep breath. The beast in his heart was released by Cynthia. Not willing to suffer any loss, he immediately fought back with his own hands.

Cynthia, who was confused, tilted her head and asked, "Um~ Yvna, what are you doing? Don't do anything bad, or I will be angry."

Yvonne glared at Ron and said, “Aunt, don’t you usually get tired?”

"Of course I'm tired, that's why I asked you to rub my shoulders." Cynthia said, squeezing the so-called toy again: "Okay, stop being naughty, what's the point of doing this?"

Yvonne rolled her eyes at Ron again: "It's meaningless, I'm just curious."

But Ron, who was already angry, didn't care about Yvonne's warning. He was controlled by Cynthia and started to resist again.

Cynthia's body trembled slightly: "Hmph~"

Ivna's pupils trembled: "!!!"

Isn’t he afraid that his aunt will wake up?

Chapter 44: Cynthia the Boatman

Not afraid.

Ron wasn't afraid of Cynthia waking up.

He took the towel from the bathtub and wrapped it around Cynthia's head, covering her eyes so that she couldn't see even if she opened her eyes.

What's more, she won't retain much memory in her confused state.