Bengtie, I'm really not a villain!

This abyss is a bottomless pit, swallowing up all the beautiful songs of Sundays and robins, making them even more inflated by your desires.

Your taste buds, already parched from wanting to savor their deliciousness, cannot be satisfied by mere singing.

[You've endured all these years, and now they think they can calm you down just by singing a couple of lines?]

You'll never be satisfied until you hear a melody composed from the song of a robin!

So, after the robin's beautiful song, you smiled and applauded, praising him as a true superstar.

But the desire in your eyes hasn't diminished at all; it's even increased.

[Then, under Sunday's angry glare, you moved closer to the robin and gently squeezed her shoulder.]

"Isn't it time for the little bird to lay its eggs?"

"Huh...? What?"

[The robin was surprised and a little embarrassed when you suddenly said something so embarrassing.]

However, you didn't shut up because of her shyness, and continued to extend similar invitations to the robin.

"Giving birth by yourself for the first time is very tiring and you're likely to get injured. Let me help you."

"Come on, come inside with me."

Both Sunday and the robin are utterly puzzled by your statement, and Sunday is particularly furious, feeling that your intentions are highly discordant.

However, just as you said, the robin's cheeks quickly turned red.

The robin's fair legs trembled, an unusual blush rose on her elegant face, and her eyes were misty and unfocused.

She bit her pink lips tightly, and beads of sweat, like pearls, kept sliding down her cheeks.

Just as you said, it's time for the robin to lay its eggs.

Based on your understanding, once the Celestial Ring Clan reaches adulthood and their organs are fully developed, they will also begin laying eggs regularly, just like birds.

Even without being startled.

Based on your observation of the robin's monthly cycle, now is about the right time.

Therefore, the blushing robin bit his lip and, as if possessed, agreed to your invitation.

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Chapter Sixty-Three: Sister Zhou Tian, ​​Who Came to My Door

Unlike the innocent robin who still clings to pitiful illusions, Sunday, more adept at scheming, astutely spotted your problem.

[On Sunday, I discovered that your desires and distortions cannot be resolved by song, and therefore I have no desire for the robin to have anything to do with you.]

However, Sunday's obstruction was of no use to the robin.

Because you grasped the robin's heart, "One Second Four Breaks" had already seen that she was a pure and kind girl.

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As a pleasant voice reached Jing Ye's ears, the scent of milk wafted towards him, as if the gentle and tranquil atmosphere was about to intoxicate him.

The robin in front of me had a thin layer of mist in its beautiful emerald green eyes, and its exquisite face was made even more gorgeous by an unusual blush.

"It's alright, brother."

"He was just helping me lay eggs..."

Despite Sunday's obstruction, the robin showed no intention of turning back. Her smooth hand, held in Jing Yeqian's grasp, showed no sign of struggling and instead yielded to him.

The robin spoke words of reassurance to its brother, but its restless breathing did not reassure him at all.

Normally, a singer's breath control is absolutely precise, let alone a cosmic-level female star like the robin, whose voice is naturally exceptionally loud.

However, the robin was panting heavily at this moment, making one wonder if it would roll its eyes and faint at any moment.

Under the watchful eye that filled Sunday with worry, the robin offered Sunday some advice:

"Besides, I just want him to become a good person."

The robin spoke with an air of seriousness, seemingly genuinely trying to find a way to get Jing Ye into the harmonious family and make him a good person.

However, how will this situation, where Jing Ye is now leading us by the nose, ultimately end?

Robins are oblivious to their own nature; can't they understand even on Sunday?

However anxiously on Sunday, he could only watch helplessly as Jing Ye led his sister away.

What made Sunday grit his teeth was that before leaving, Jing Ye even deliberately gave him a provocative look and slapped the robin's pert buttocks!

In the silence, the slap was loud and crisp, making the hen's evening dress wrinkle and her pert buttocks sway.

The robin's fair and slender legs were already trembling slightly, and she followed behind Jing Ye with a shiver. After this slap, she almost completely collapsed onto Jing Ye's body.

Jing Ye, on the other hand, was very strong. He was able to support the weight of the robin without being affected, and even dragged her away.

Just as Sunday was about to open her mouth in a tirade, she heard a robin's sweet, muffled groan:

"Don't, don't worry... Brother Jing said this is just to facilitate childbirth..."

Even the robin was still speaking up for Jingye at this time. Sunday clenched his fists and stared at the two departing figures, wishing he could grind his teeth to dust.

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After provoking Sunday, Jingye led the robin to the delivery room he had carefully arranged.

As if you were in a mysterious bird habitat, the walls of the circular room were covered with soft vines, interspersed with bits of hay and fluffy down, making it as warm and comforting as a bird's nest.

The floor was covered with a thick, fluffy carpet that felt like the soft lining inside a bird's nest.

In the center of the room stood a huge round bed, its edges intricately woven from curved branches, piled high with fluffy cushions and soft blankets.

It was as if the comfortable birthing bed was specially prepared for the robin, making the robin's face blush with shyness.

"Oh my god...it feels so reassuring..."

Upon entering the delivery room, the robin, with her two long, slender, white legs trembling, collapsed onto the bed, enveloped by the sense of security brought about by the decor of the delivery room.

Jingye was quite satisfied with the robin's immediate surrender and limp posture, after all, understanding the nests that birds prefer is not a difficult task.

This meticulously decorated birthing room perfectly matches the characteristics of a bird's nest, making it so appealing that robins would easily succumb to its charm and collapse to the ground in comfort.

Everything was in preparation for the day the robin would lay its eggs. Jing Ye licked his lips; he had been waiting for the day the robin would turn eighteen.

Of course, the fact that Jing Ye could calculate the robin's egg-laying date so accurately was largely thanks to the medicine he gave the robin.

Although Jingye has not yet helped startle the robin, birds need sufficient calcium accumulation and nutrient reserves to lay eggs regularly.

So, in order to ensure that the robin lays its eggs on time, the food he prepared for the robin was not only delicious, but also rich in calcium and nutrients.

Sufficient nutrients allow the robin's body to quickly accumulate the components needed for the egg, and as the egg develops faster, the day of laying the egg naturally arrives soon.

Because laying eggs is a bird's instinct, when the time comes to lay eggs, the robin's mind becomes unclear under the urging of its body, and it is more likely to follow the body's reaction.

Just like the robin just now, her face was flushed and she was trembling all over, as if she had just woken up.

The robin's instinct to lay eggs was already urging it to find a safe place, and this carefully prepared and reassuring "nest" naturally became the perfect place for the robin to lay its eggs.

Despite being limp and embarrassed in the bed, Robin was even more ashamed of the room that had been prepared for her with such great care.

No one knew how much effort Jing Ye had put in, but this meticulous consideration for her deeply moved the robin.

And it was such an embarrassing thing as laying eggs.

Overwhelmed with emotion and shyness, tears welled up and soaked the robin's skirt and beautiful legs.

In this incredibly safe and comfortable environment, the robin's innate instincts, urging it to start laying its eggs immediately, stemmed from the comfort it felt.

The robin's internal reaction, that restless primal instinct, made him caress his two long, beautiful legs, yet he was completely bewildered and didn't know how to begin.

Therefore, the robin could only look at Jingye with a delicate face full of tears and ask in a soft, questioning voice:

"Um... what should I do?"

"Just open your legs... is that okay?"

As the robin murmured shyly, her blushing face turned even redder, as if it could bleed.

When the usually dignified and elegant beautiful singer collapsed on the bed, displaying such a delicate and tearful posture, and pleaded for help in a voice that seemed to melt hearts, Jing Ye's taste buds, parched for over a decade, finally received some satisfaction—

This long-awaited rain, a welcome relief after a drought, further fueled the fire, leading Jing Ye to the bedside, where, under the robin's shy gaze, he touched the hem of her dress...

Next, Jingye took the robin's hand and taught her how to handle a chicken that had not yet been plucked and how to remove the eggs inside.

When this chicken, soon to become a delicious dish, is placed on the cutting board, it resembles a fine work of art, its feathers as white as snow and as smooth as silk.

It gleams softly in the light, like meticulously combed silk. A gentle touch reveals its delicate texture, as if one could feel its vitality in life.

When handling it, first carefully secure it, put on gloves, and start from the edge of the wing. Gently pinch the feathers and gently pull them out in the direction of growth. Each feather comes off easily, as if unwilling to destroy this beauty.

Before long, most of the feathers fell off, leaving only some fine downy feathers. When you gently pinch the chicken's body with tweezers, it becomes even whiter and cleaner.

After the feathers have been cleaned, hold the chicken's long, white legs firmly with both hands and gently but firmly pry them apart.

The skin was taut yet smooth and flawless, like the finest jade.

The whole process was like handling a rare treasure. Although the robin was blushing with embarrassment, it seemed less nervous as it followed Jingye's actions.

Although her legs were still trembling and she was still very nervous handling eggs for the first time, Jing Ye's company gave her a great sense of security, which made her completely forget her confusion and bewilderment.

However, the feeling of being completely entrusted to Jing Ye was even more difficult for Robin to face than the confusion she had just felt.

Although Robin had buried her face, which was so red it looked like it could drip blood, in the bed, the exaggerated heaving of her small, delicate breasts still indicated that she was extremely unsettled inside.

After all, during the process of laying eggs, Jing Ye was indeed exploring areas she herself was unaware of.

And... those practiced movements made the robin doubt and feel ashamed. Just how much preparation did Jing Ye do in advance to help her lay eggs?

Was Jing Ye's plan premeditated, or was he meticulous, gentle, and reliable?

At this moment, Jingye was enjoying the robin's shameful yet obedient posture throughout the process. Driven by the body's instinct to lay eggs, the robin completely let him help.

Although they had previous experience in mass-producing eggs with fireflies, the robin was completely an untrained chick compared to the firefly.

Under Jing Ye's brutal training, Liu Ying's body had been trained day and night to be flexible and resilient.

Even Jingye's cruelty could make Liuying find joy in suffering, let alone laying eggs.

Just as Liu Ying mentioned when Jing Ye and Liu Ying reunited, after getting used to the feeling of rising, not having any games even felt empty.

The robin, however, was different. Having just turned eighteen, she was still fully developed and had never experienced laying an egg before. Her first experience with this made her slightly panicked.

Especially since she was young and untrained, she could hardly bear the fullness of the eggs, and was so stretched that she cried out in tears.

Although laying an egg for the first time will inevitably cause pain to the fledgling robin, Jingye's skilled experience can minimize the pain.

The trembling robin could be seen to have initially felt some fear of laying its egg, but after realizing that the pain seemed insignificant, it endured it for a while.

What truly pained and shamed the robin was the feeling of being filled, and the fact that Jingye was going to remove it right in front of him...

Later on, the uncomfortable feeling of a full stomach actually became somewhat... comfortable under Jingye's manipulation?

This feeling made Robin even more afraid to face Jingye, and she could only try to bury her face in the sheets to avoid making strange noises.

However, how could the robin's thoughts possibly escape Jingye's eyes? After enough experience with the Black Tower, Estella, and Firefly, the robin's every move was impossible to escape.

Compared to the fireflies' unlimited egg-laying, robins simply lay eggs periodically, so there's basically no difficulty involved.

Moreover, since it was the first time the robin had laid eggs, the number of eggs was not much, which was nothing compared to the firefly's egg production.

After the robin's eggs were quickly removed, the robin's voice became strange.

Therefore, after discovering that the robin was trying to suppress the sound it made, Jing Ye unleashed his Thunderclap Hand technique—

This was his plan from the very beginning. From the start, Jing Ye intended to make the robin submit to his methods, and this outcome was inevitable.

After the robin's egg was successfully laid, she intended to hide her beautiful legs, but unexpectedly, she was completely unable to escape under Jing Ye's control.

"Um, Brother Jing?"

The robin, who initially thought Jing Ye was just kindly helping her lay her eggs and still harbored the innocent and pure idea of ​​reforming Jing Ye, was instead caught off guard when Jing Ye grabbed her ankle.

Jing Ye held her beautifully curved, white ankle tightly, dragging her long, white legs like a toy, pulling her towards him amidst her shy screams—

"There's another egg hidden inside, don't move it."

Jing Ye followed the curve of her seemingly flat and smooth abdomen, and suddenly squeezed a certain spot on her belly. The robin immediately let out a soft cry and bit her lip.