I traveled through time and space as a villain and became her heart-stealer.

As a result, the cold fruit skin kept touching the skin of her lower abdomen.

again and again.

Is this guy a pig? Why is he so clumsy?

Lina couldn't help biting her lip, a resentful glimmer flashing in her eyes.

Her request to Mr. Hohenheim was to eat the second cold cherry with his tongue and not to cheat again.

Although this request was a deliberate torture out of her bad taste, it shouldn't be that difficult.

For most people, it can be completed in two minutes at most.

But now, Mr. Hohenheim always fails to get the point.

The cold cherry rolled from the lower abdomen to near the belly button.

The coolness penetrated her skin, causing little Lina's abdominal muscles to tighten.

Lina bit her lip and quickly looked away, with an expression that said she didn't care what you did.

Whatever you want, she thought.

But this is strange.

It was obviously she who wanted to punish Mr. Hohenheim.

Why is it that every time, she is the one who ends up in a mess?

"Well!"

The rolling of the cherry again made her scream subconsciously.

At this moment, Hohenheim stared intently at the small fruit, still trying hard to complete the task.

Little Lina stared into his eyes, doubts rising in her heart unconsciously.

Is this guy really not pretending, but is he hypnotizing himself?

Half an hour later.

In the quiet room, the panting sound gradually subsided.

Little Lina wiped the sweat from her forehead, her face slightly pale. She sat up with difficulty and looked in the direction of Hohenheim.

At this moment, the latter's eyes were empty, he looked out the window expressionlessly, and his eyes were melancholy.

Looking at this scene, the corners of little Lina's lips slightly raised, and her sadistic psychology was ignited again.

Whatever.

As long as this guy feels humiliated, all her patience is worth it.

"Mr. Hohenheim, now you should understand that all your struggles are in vain, right?"

As she spoke, little Lina gently stood up with the help of the bed, walked to the back of Hohenheim and stopped.

She smiled and stretched out her arm, gently placing it on Hohenheim's shoulders, her fingers reaching down to touch his chest, her fingertips moving gently.

"Even if you want to resist, it's useless, okay?"

"After all, this is the potion you made yourself~"

She smiled at Hohenheim and whispered softly in his ear with her lips.

Hohenheim's face was gloomy. He remained silent from beginning to end, with struggle flickering in his eyes.

After a pause, little Lina deliberately showed a meaningful smile, and then slowly spoke with a sarcastic voice:

"If I were being controlled, Mr. Hohenheim would certainly do something excessive."

"But unfortunately, it's you who is being controlled, Mr. Trashy~"

She raised her head with a smile and glanced towards the entrance of the room.

Hohenheim was startled at first, then he followed little Lina's gaze.

On the right side of the wooden door, close to the wall, there is a black bag.

Left there alone.

Hohenheim's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression instantly became more serious.

That black bag clearly gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was exactly the same bag I had used to store my ingredients yesterday.

"This is the gift I brought today."

At this time, little Lina smiled and spoke, with a meaningful arc at the corners of her lips.

Thinking about what was going to happen next, Lina's heartbeat quickened slightly and her face flushed slightly.

"Mr. Hohenheim's technique is extraordinary. After returning home yesterday, I slept comfortably until dawn, which was the first time in a long time. My fatigue was relieved a lot."

"I brought some props today so that Mr. Hohenheim can give me another massage."

"I wonder if you would be willing to help?"

"Oh~ I almost forgot one thing~"

As she spoke, little Lina smiled meaningfully, and whispered in Hohenheim's ear with her lips close to his:

"You don't have the right to refuse, Mr. Zanyu~"

"Then I'll trouble you."

Hohenheim's face turned pale and his expression gradually became stiff.

Something was vaguely visible at the mouth of the bag, reflecting a faint light under the sunlight.

That was something Lina had carefully prepared.

To be used today.

Half an hour later.

The incense was lit and placed in the incense burner. The smoke was so thick that it made people feel an inexplicable heat when they breathed.

Little Lena lay on her back, lying on the tidy bed, quietly enjoying Hohenheim's massage techniques.

Following Lina's request, Hohenheim took a bottle of liquid from the black bag and smeared it on her body.

This liquid is colorless, transparent, viscous and oily with a faint floral scent.

At this time, all her clothes were taken off, leaving only a white towel with a soft touch, gently covering her plump buttocks.

Hohenheim had no expression on his face as he mechanically poured the cold mucus from the bottle, dripping it onto the skin of his thigh.

His movements were mechanical and stiff, as if he was completely controlled.

On the other side, little Lina couldn't help but moan softly after feeling the coolness.

After the lotion was evenly applied to her body, Lina's skin glowed with an alluring gleam.

"Mr. Hohenheim, please... give me the glass of water on the table. I'm a little thirsty."

Little Lena said, panting and blushing.

Hohenheim was startled at first, then he turned around and looked at the surface of the alchemy table.

Among the many bottles and jars, there is a cup filled with water, which looks ordinary.

It is colorless and tasteless, just like the water inside, plain and ordinary.

Hohenheim stood there, then turned back to look at little Lina with a serious look in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Do you still want to resist me?"

Little Lina bit her teeth lightly, panting continuously, sweat dripping down her cheeks as she continued:

"You are now under my hypnosis, please see this clearly."

Hohenheim was silent for a moment, then glanced at little Lina, who seemed to have lost all ability to think.

He sighed lightly, turned and walked towards the alchemy table, and took the glass of "water".

After Lina took the water, she felt dry in the mouth, so she tilted her head back and drank the whole glass of water.

Gulu! Gulu!

Hohenheim stood by and watched little Lina drink it all in one gulp. The expression on her face became relaxed for a while.

"Aren't you afraid that what I put on the table is not water, but a hypnotic potion?"

He asked slowly.

Little Lina blinked, was startled at first, and then the corners of her lips rose slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hohenheim, but you are now my hypnotized slave. You are not allowed to speak without my permission, okay?"

As she spoke, Little Lina added with a smile:

"But since you asked sincerely, I will tell you generously."

"My carving magic 'Reversal of Fate' consumes very little mana, so I don't need to worry about the loss of mana at all."

“So, even now I keep it on.”

"If you really put a hypnotic drug in there, you'll be the one being controlled, right?"

Little Lena licked her lips gently, looking at the expression on Hohenheim's face, her expression becoming even more intoxicated.

Yes, that's it.

Whenever she saw Mr. Hohenheim's stiff expression, Lena felt her heart beat faster and her mood became more cheerful.

Not only that, but this intense emotion was also accompanied by bursts of burning sensation.

And today, this feeling is especially strong.

It made her intoxicated, reluctant to leave and unable to stop.

PS: This is the Nth time I have returned it to the factory for repair. I really don’t know how to change it. If you like it, you can add the ** flow. I am begging the reviewer to let it go. I am kneeling down to you.

Chapter 37 I need to calm down

"Come on, your job is to make me comfortable and do your menial job."

Little Lina snorted contemptuously, then blushed and lay on the bed again.

As for Hohenheim, he had an expressionless poker face from beginning to end, as calm as a still pond.

There was a hint of laziness in those deep eyes. Sighing quietly, Hohenheim stretched out his hands and climbed onto those smooth and elastic thighs.

Today's work has begun.

The fingertips move rhythmically, dancing lightly on the surface of the firm skin, like a nimble butterfly.

That was his last acting performance.

……

(Ten thousand words are omitted here to save you some money.)

Two hours later.

Little Lina panted tiredly, raised her eyelids, looked at Hohenheim not far away, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

At this time, the latter was sweating profusely, looking at the ground with empty eyes.

Due to the torrid sex, the bed sheets were stained with juice that was accidentally spilled, and they needed to be cleaned thoroughly.

"Hey, Mr. Trash, tidy up the sheets for me."

Little Lena said weakly, her face flushed.

It was just a massage, but it ended up like this. She couldn't help but look a little shy.

If this goes on, what's the difference between her and the people in the Joy Empire?

Thinking of this, little Lina bit her lips with her silver teeth, secretly clenched her fists, and looked at Hohenheim with some dissatisfaction.

However, there was no way she could bear a grudge against the man in front of her.

After all, just now...