Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Ron freed his left hand and opened the teaching book.

Bella said softly, "Of course, in order to lock you up, I will try my best to learn the above positions."

“Indeed, knowledge is too valuable to be wasted.”

Ron stopped at the page he liked.

The legendary 108 styles are a must-try.

Chapter 59: Your disease is called insomnia, my disease is called loneliness

Ron took Bella's hand and walked to the bed. He held the girl down with his knee against her lower abdomen. The book filled with knowledge was thrown aside by him, and the flying pages revealed the beautiful scenery.

Under the lifted skirt is the girl's tender shyness, and her budding look is the most affectionate.

Bella unbuttoned the two buttons on the front of her shirt and pressed Ron's head against it, and the joyful melody lingered in her heart.

When he couldn't taste the flavor after the first few bites, Bella took the initiative to lock Ron's waist with her slender legs and once again closed the distance between them.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before Ron could step forward, he heard a knock on the door.

He turned his head and looked at the bedroom door. Memphis's voice came from the other side of the door: "Ron, are you asleep?"

"She must have done it on purpose." Bella pushed Ron away and hid under the quilt, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Go quickly, I'll wait for you to come back."

She had previously guessed that Memphis would intervene, but she didn't expect that the other party would actually do so. It seems that this wealthy lady is also someone who doesn't want to be lonely.

As a puppy with a clear self-awareness, Bella will not compete with others for anything.

Her wish has always been to become stronger, and Bella would be satisfied as long as Ron could spend more time with her.

Ron quickly put on his pajamas and said, "Since Miss Goldsmith has come to see me, I'll teach her a lesson."

Bella: "What color?"

"you guess."

Ron put on his shoes and ran to the door in two steps.

After dimming the bedroom light, Ron opened the door: "Good evening, Miss Goldsmith, what is the matter with you coming to see me so late?"

At a glance he noticed something was wrong with Memphis. She was wrapped in a tight robe that covered all her skin, which looked quite strange.

"My legs seem to be a little uncomfortable."

Memphis, sitting in a wheelchair, looked around the room furtively, as if he was looking for something.

"I see... How about this, I'll give you another massage so you can sleep well at night."

Ron couldn't help laughing as he pushed Memphis into the room and closed the door.

Memphis avoided the question: "The lights are a little dim because the magic crystals have run out?"

The implication of this sentence is why not turn the lights up a little brighter, she can't find Bella at all in the dim environment.

"Of course not."

Ron shook his head and pushed Memphis to the window. He moved a chair and sat opposite her: "Take off your robe."

Hearing this, Memphis's face flushed: "Do you really want to take it off?"

"What else? Are you not wearing anything underneath?" Ron teased with a smile.

Memphis avoided his gaze: "I did wear it, but..."

Ron: “Just?”

Memphis: “Nothing.”

She faced Ron's gaze, slowly untied the belt around her waist and took off her robe. With the girl's gentle movements, the first thing that caught Ron's eyes was her smooth and white shoulders, which sparkled silver under the bright moonlight.

Looking down, wisps of cloth blocked the key points. The legendary eastern, western, southern and northern hemispheres boldly displayed their own personalities. With just a gust of wind, he could see all the mountains and the earth.

Memphis put the robe he took off on his legs, as if to intentionally block Ron's sight, but he still deduced from the black tie around the girl's waist that the final bottom line was only one rope.

"Is it...weird?"

Memphis clutched her robe; she had never worn anything so daring.

She almost risked her life to stop Bella.

In fact, Memphis didn't know why she did this, but there was a voice in her heart that kept warning her not to let Bella run away.

The strong desire occupied Memphis's entire mind, so much so that she could hardly tell who she was.

When she came to her senses, she was already outside Ron's door.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to go ahead with it.

"great!"

Ron, with burning eyes, gave a thumbs up in praise.

He had intended to save the dress for next time, but Memphis put it on before Bella.

You know what, it's a good match. There's a kind of shyness that seems to be both welcoming and rejecting, and coupled with that cold face, the contrast is so perfect that the temptation has soared to the extreme.

If Bella hadn't been hiding under the covers and peeking, he would have had to do something.

Wait, why can't we do it?

He suddenly thought of a key issue. Bella knew that Memphis would come, and Memphis also knew that Bella was in his room. These two things overlapped and it was almost like a tell-all.

I see. The correct answer is to repair the plank road in the open while secretly attacking Chencang.

"Let's go, I'll take you to treatment."

Thinking of this, Ron picked up Memphis and walked towards the big bed.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

Memphis began to panic. She was not ready to give it all.

Although she had no intention of resisting in her mind, it was still a little too early.

"It's just a treatment, what do you think?" Ron threw Memphis on the bed, with her back facing Bella.

Memphis became even more panicked after hearing what Ron said. Having lost her robe, she hurriedly tried to grab the quilt on the bed, but for some reason the quilt seemed to be nailed down and could not be pulled away no matter how hard she tried.

Bella in the quilt: "......"

"Puff~"

Ron tackled Memphis like he had done to Bella, and he pressed against her stomach in the same position.

If anything, Bella could wrap her legs around him, while Memphis couldn't even run away.

How pitiful! He loves bullying cold and weak girls like Memphis the most.

"No, you're a liar. You're clearly trying to do something bad."

After sensing Ron's unusual movement, Memphis put his hand on his chest to prevent him from getting close.

"No, the one who wanted to do bad things was obviously the sponsor. Otherwise, why would you steal Bella's clothes? Was it for the sake of excitement?"

Ron's fingers gently brushed across Memphis's shoulders. He could feel the girl's body trembling. "People who seek excitement should follow through to the end."

Memphis quickly made up an excuse: "No, I just...want to stop Bella from doing bad things. Yes, that's right, I just want to stop her."

"But there is only Miss Goldman in my room and no Bella. I think you are playing hard to get. In my opinion, there are only two kinds of treatment at night. One is to treat insomnia and the other is to treat loneliness. So which one do you use?"

As he spoke, Ron pulled the tie from Memphis' waist and used it to tie a bow around the girl's neck.

Memphis felt the chill beneath her body and quickly stretched out her hands to block it. She couldn't control her legs and couldn't even close them.

Faced with the girl who was distracted by both things, Ron successfully got in front of her and blew a breath of hot air into her cute ears.

"Insomnia, it's insomnia!" Memphis answered anxiously.

Hearing this, Ron handed the picture book to Memphis with a smile on his face: "Insomnia, it's a minor problem. Usually, it can be cured by doing some exercise and sweating. I have a book about exercise here. You can take a look at it first. If you have any questions, you can ask me. We can discuss and learn from each other."

Memphis used the dim light to see the title of the book: One Hundred and Eight Styles of a Young Girl. He felt that the title was strange and did not seem like a serious book.

"Wow!"

With her free hand, she turned the page of the book, and an extremely gorgeous picture appeared in her pupils.

"Dirty!"

"Snapped!"

Memphis was so ashamed that he threw the book away, and the book happened to hit Bella on the head.

Bella: "..."

Are you polite?

Hiding in the bed, she wished she could rush out and tie up Memphis's hands and feet to make him into a container so that Ron could do whatever he wanted.

"A true master should always maintain the heart of an apprentice. Memphis, you are obsessed. How can physical exercise be vulgar?"

Ron leaned over and pecked the corner of the girl's mouth. The sweet taste was like mint and particularly stimulating.

After saying that, he pretended to lift up Memphis' legs. Memphis noticed his thoughts and quickly said, "No, no, I'm not ready yet. It's too fast."

Ron sighed and said, "Because of Miss Sponsor, I am also sick, the difference is that my illness is loneliness and your illness is insomnia.

But it just so happens that we can take this opportunity to help each other and learn from each other. I think this must be fate."

Memphis rolled his eyes at Ron when he heard this. How could this be fate? This was clearly sophistry.

In order to preserve her innocence, she gritted her teeth and said, "Actually, there is another way. I can let you..."

She didn't finish her words, but her eyes stayed on her plump chest, and the girl's posture under the cool long skirt was full of charm.

Chapter 60: I was here first

There are countless things in life that make people angry. For example, Bella can't stand it anymore. She wants to go out and have a fight with Memphis.

Obviously she was here first, but Memphis got the favor while she could only peek from behind. This is unreasonable and immoral.

With the mentality of making Memphis socially dead, Bella lifted the quilt and planned to rush over to scare her.

However, all her movements fell into Ron's eyes, and Bella's body shrank back into the quilt uncontrollably.

That's not all. Ron not only made Bella watch him do bad things, but he also made her meditate while watching.

Meditation is supposed to be a happy thing, but at this moment Bella just wanted to curse.

This is a shame, a great shame!

She felt that her position was threatened. She had laid all the groundwork, but Memphis showed up midway and took the first share of the spoils.

Seeing Memphis's softness changing shape under Ron's teasing, Bella's body became softer and softer.

She wanted to close her eyes, but Ron insisted that she look.

She wanted to cover her ears, but the sound continued to come in.

It stands to reason that it would be impossible for her to meditate peacefully in this state, but in fact, under Ron's hypnosis, the effect of her meditation was surprisingly good.

The mixture of reality and ideals tore apart her common sense. Bella once again realized how powerful Ron was. As long as she held on to Ron's thighs, she would be able to grow rapidly.

The sounds of sweet birds chirping were endless in her ears, but Bella's heart was surprisingly calm.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed. Ron escorted the muddy Memphis out of the room and locked the door.

"Did you learn anything new just now?" Ron sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the quilt.

Bella, who had regained her life, rolled her eyes at Ron and said, "No, I just think she's too conservative and not as good as me."

Ron lifted the hypnosis: "Not as good as you what?"

Bella twisted her waist and crawled to Ron's side, biting his ear and said, "Of course you are not as good as me...burn~"

"Boom!"

The girl's words ignited the fire in Ron's heart, but in the blink of an eye it was suppressed again.

This time Bella did what Memphis had never done. Her legs finally fell on Ron's shoulders.

She only needs to turn her head to see her feet, which shows her body flexibility.