Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

In the final analysis, the basis of all this is based on Cynthia's defenseless mentality towards Yvonne. As long as Yvonne's voice is still ringing in her ears, she won't think too much.

She just felt strange, wondering why Yvna wanted fresh milk from her body.

In Cynthia's perception, "Yvonne" sucked very hard, as if she wanted to suck her dry.

It's ridiculous. The stupid Ivna has no common sense at all. Even if she uses all her strength to suck the milk, she won't get a drop of fresh milk.

Cynthia, who was in a trance, let go of the toy and let it hit her. She held Ron's head with both hands and pressed it in front of her body, laughing: "You are like a little child. Aren't you ashamed?"

Her voice was gentle, and her words were full of care for the younger generation, which was something Ron had lost.

He tasted the light touch, breathed in the fragrance, and felt the softness on his cheek. His troubled heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

She was like the spring rain that moistened everything silently, extinguishing the anxiety in his heart and leaving behind a clear and fertile land.

The gentle words wrapped in the spring breeze blew into his ears, bringing beauty and welcoming a new life.

The breeze swept away the remaining clouds, the dead leaves waved goodbye to the old branches, a trace of emotion swirled in my heart, and a new bud grew on the top of the mountain.

I don’t know how long it took before he heard soft breathing sounds in his ears. Yvna patted his shoulder and reminded him, “Auntie has fallen asleep.”

Ron spat out the fruit and forced his head away from the warm and softness. He looked at Cynthia who had fallen asleep with complicated eyes.

"Wow!"

Ron stood up from the bathtub, found a towel to dry himself and Cynthia, and then carried her to the big bed in the bedroom.

Yvonne panicked when she saw this scene, she thought Ron was going to attack her aunt, so she immediately ran over and grabbed his arm: “You don’t really want to attack your aunt, do you?

No, no, if you do this, my aunt will hate me forever. My aunt is not included in our bet, you can't go back on your word!"

Her aunt was very kind to her, and she couldn't just watch her fall into Ron's clutches.

I have feelings for Ron and like him, so I won't regret it even if I give it to him, but it's different for my aunt.

She glanced at Cynthia who was lying on her back on the big bed. Her delicate body was lying on the bed in a frank and charming posture. Her pink hair spread on the sheets like a blooming rose, and its magnificent ups and downs brought great attraction.

All of Cynthia's secrets were exposed to Ron's eyes. This body possessed a strong attraction to the opposite sex.

The sleeping Cynthia seemed to sense something and turned over to lie on her side on the bed. She was naked and curled up, her white thighs slightly bent, and her buttocks met the sight of Ron and Yvna.

A little white tiger was faintly visible in the pupil, and when I looked again, the sky and the earth became a line.

Ron replied with a burning gaze: "If I say I don't have any thoughts of eating your aunt, would you believe me?"

This sentence is not false, Ron wanted to leave the big meal behind after getting familiar with it, Cynthia gave him a special feeling.

"You still say no, your eyes are almost falling down, do you still want to study the internal structure carefully face to face?"

The jealous Ivna pushed Ron onto the bed, then she sat directly on his waist: "I can give you whatever you want, but you can't touch my aunt. Unless you are willing to pursue her openly, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Ron told the truth: "Just curious, it's human nature."

Human curiosity is limitless, and so is he.

The last time he ate Penny whole, he didn't even have time to study her carefully.

"Curious, huh? Fine, fine, then I'll let you be curious enough!"

Yvna snorted coldly and took off the towel on her body. Then she turned around in a lightning speed, pointing her head at Ron's lower abdomen and her back facing Ron's head: "Do you see it clearly now? Are you satisfied? Since you want to study it, I will let you study it to your heart's content!"

The flower-like girl has a flower-like heart in her flower-like age. Yvonne's delicate body was flushed pink and her body was trembling slightly. She was so embarrassed at this moment.

In order to attract Ron's attention, she gave it her all, even without fear of showing him her most embarrassing side.

The shyness that caught Ron's eye made him slightly dazed, and the inexplicable fragrance disturbed his thoughts.

Since Yvna had brought it to him, Ron naturally had no reason to refuse it, so he stretched out his evil hands and studied it carefully for a while.

The red lips slightly open, the peach blossoms are fragrant and tender, the blooming desire constantly devours the soul, the breathing flesh is mouth-watering, and the warm touch is like wrapping around the fingers.

Yvonne made a strange sound as she felt the changes in her body. In order to block her own mouth, she bit Ron again. As soon as it entered her mouth, her throat suffered a huge impact.

Cynthia, who was lying beside her, covered her head subconsciously. She hated the noise.

But the strange cries and pleas for mercy could not be stopped.

In her dream, she became a powerful captain, sailing on the boundless ocean with her only crew member, Ivna.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky and encountered a storm. Their boat was shaking under the rain and wind, and the violent waves hit the hull as if they wanted to smash it into pieces, wave after wave without stopping.

She was hiding in the captain's room, staggering under the impact of the huge waves and couldn't even stand.

Soon, the naked Ivna broke into the captain's room and threw herself on him as if she was drunk.

Cynthia asked, “Yivna, what’s wrong with you?”

However, the latter did not answer, and Yvna just hugged her tightly.

Cynthia felt a little uncomfortable being pressed, and she pushed Yvna hard to push her off her.

The stronger the wind, the bigger the waves.

After all the efforts, all her wishes were in vain. Ivna turned into a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds and suppressed her tightly.

"Snapped!"

The next second a huge wave hit the hull, and this time the boat shook even more violently.

She was so afraid that her boat would break apart and she didn't want to die in the sea.

As time went by, the wind and waves became stronger and stronger.

"Wow!"

After an unknown amount of time the roof of the boat broke, and strange, sticky, hot rain poured down on Cynthia.

The waves suddenly stopped and she thought it was all over.

"Snapped!"

But a few breaths later, the storm came without warning, and she once again became a poor person swaying with the waves.

Yvna seemed to be frightened. She started crying and cried very sadly, but for some reason there seemed to be joy hidden in her crying, as if she was enjoying it.

Weird.

......

The next day, golden sunlight shone through the window onto Cynthia's face. She opened her eyes dazedly with a dizzy head.

What happened last night?

She couldn't remember it, she only remembered that she asked Yvna to rub her shoulders, and she didn't remember anything after that.

She scratched her thigh with her hand, which felt itchy, sticky and uncomfortable.

Not only the thighs, but also the chest area felt uncomfortable, as if it was numb after being pressed for a long time.

"Luckily it was a dream, otherwise I would have gone crazy. I can't swim at all."

Cynthia recalled everything that happened in her dream with lingering fear. The feeling of having no control over one's fate was so terrifying!

After calming down, she looked at Ivna, who was sleeping in the sheets wrapped in a blanket. The area around her eyes was red as if she had been crying.

Cynthia crawled over and pinched Yvna’s face and said, “Wake up, it’s dawn, you little lazy bug should get up.”

"No, I want to sleep a little longer. I was so tired last night." Ivna muttered in a half-asleep state.

"What's so tiring about giving your aunt a massage? I think you're just lazy."

Cynthia gently pulled Ivna's ear. She thought the tiredness in the latter's mouth referred to massaging her shoulders.

Yvna turned over: "No, I don't want to get up, I feel like my body is about to fall apart, it's too rude..."

"You still dare to scold me, right? You are finished!"

Cynthia’s eyebrows curved, and she snorted and pulled the quilt off Ivna’s body: “Get up!”

Ivna: “!!!”

Yvonne suddenly woke up from her dying illness and sat up in shock. When she saw her aunt looking at her, she quickly closed her legs.

Cynthia: "Huh? Why do you have so many red marks on your body, Yvonne?"

Yvonne blushed as she looked at her aunt, who was used as a cushion by her last night: “It’s all my aunt’s fault.”

Cynthia: “???”

What did I do?

Chapter 45 The Arrival of the Second Prince

"No, I mean that my aunt didn't behave well last night and kept pinching me. Look, these places are red from your pinching."

Yvonne quickly pulled the quilt over her lower body, otherwise some strange marks would be revealed.

It was all Ron's fault. Not only had he studied it face to face for a long time, he had also conducted experiments thoroughly.

In order to heighten the mood, he threw me onto my aunt, calling it stacking burgers.

Thinking back to her aunt's frowning sleeping face, Yvna, who was lying on her, felt embarrassed the whole night.

Cynthia asked in confusion, "Really? I don't remember moving around in my sleep."

But the red marks on Yvonne's body were irrefutable evidence, and she could not find an excuse to refute it.

I have a headache. What happened to me last night?

She looked at her long legs and found some white marks left on them, like spilled and dried milk.

"Forget it, just consider it as it is. As compensation, I can accompany you shopping for clothes today." Cynthia said carelessly as she jumped off the big bed and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing this, Yvna shook her head repeatedly: “No, I just want to have a good rest today, no need to go shopping or anything like that.”

In her current state, it was difficult for her to even get into bed, let alone go shopping.

The damn Ron was a complete bad guy. He was even unwilling to use healing magic on himself, and until now her injuries have not fully recovered.

She will remember this grudge and will squeeze him dry next time to make him regret it.

"Hey, why is there a bloody sheet here?"

A moment later, Cynthia's exclamation was heard from the bathroom.

Yvna blushed and made up an excuse: "I had my period last night, so I changed the bed sheet... Oh, it's just a small problem, don't worry about it, auntie."

Cynthia in the bathroom fell into deep thought. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember what it was.

Yvonne's behavior from last night till now was too abnormal, it was as if she was hiding something from herself.

Also, although I was very sleepy last night, I wasn’t so sleepy that I couldn’t even open my eyes.

What went wrong?

Cynthia looked at the glass she had used last night, with a few drops of cold milk left in it.

She dipped her finger in it, then put it in her mouth to taste it: "Not only is it sweet, but it also has a strange taste, like some kind of medicine."

“Is this a prank by Yvonne?”

"Does not look like."

Cynthia looked at the mirror in the bathroom. There was a barely noticeable tooth mark on her chest, but it didn't look like it was from Yvna.

Her frown deepened, and a crazy guess flashed through her mind.

"Where are the toys? Where are the toys from last night? I have to find where the toys are!"

Cynthia searched the bathroom several times, but she didn’t find the little toy that Yvna mentioned.

"Wow!"

A few minutes later, Cynthia once again lay in the bathtub filled with hot water. She was thinking about whether she should tie up Yvonne and torture her.

......

At nine fifty in the morning, Ron and the eldest princess Chris met in the reception room of the Duke of Lost.

At this moment, Duke Laust looked at the written agreement in front of him, which was as heavy as water, and he wished he could cut Ron into pieces.

The agreement clearly required him to return the huge mine to Ron and transfer it to the Grand Princess for management.

Damn Toby, he is really more of a hindrance than a help. If he had killed Ron last night, the latter would not appear in front of him now.