Xingli reminisced about the things Jia'ao did to her. Those embarrassing moments kept flashing in her mind, causing her heart to race and her face to turn red.

She walked towards Jia'ao with determination, knelt on top of her, and then reached out her hand to touch Jia'ao's skin, which felt smooth and delicate. It was as if she was touching a piece of well-peeled boiled egg with great elasticity.

Unlike Xingli, Jia'ao didn't blush or feel shy. She calmly watched Xingli, almost like a teacher observing how much progress she had made.

"If you've learned it, then just let go and do it. Why hesitate?" Jia'ao teased.

Xingli blushed instantly upon hearing this and looked at Jia'ao, not knowing what to do. Her face became even redder as if blood could drip from it, provoking one's imagination.

Xingli slowly approached Jia'ao with her nose almost touching her. She could smell the fragrance emanating from Jia'ao, a strong scent of femininity that entered her nostrils and made her face even redder.

Just as Xingli was about to kiss Jia'ao, Jia'ao gently patted her and stopped her.

"Let's stop here for today," Jia'ao said gently, her tone filled with helplessness.

Xingli breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"How long do you plan to sit on me?" Jia'ao looked at Xingli and asked.

"Um..." Xingli awkwardly lowered her head and immediately moved away from her, sitting beside her.

"Let me make this clear, if you dare to run, I will be able to catch you and you won't be able to wear any clothes." Jia'ao stared at Xingli and said coldly.

Hearing Jia'ao's threat, Xingli trembled, cursing herself for being so spineless and easily threatened by this woman.

Xingli's heart was pounding, but she tried hard to control her emotions and avoid any wild thoughts.

"What's your name?" Jia'ao stared at Xingli and asked.

"I'm called Xingli," Xingli replied.

"Got it. I'll go prepare dinner. Rest for now," Jia'ao said and left the room to prepare dinner.

Xingli let out a sigh of relief. Finally, the thug was gone. What exactly did she want Xingli to accomplish?

She didn't think too much and simply lay quietly on the bed, waiting for dinner.

Xingli definitely wanted to escape, but Jia'ao's words lingered in her mind.

"Since I can untie you, naturally, I have a way to easily resist your wind magic."

In other words, if she could let Xingli move freely, she could also catch her easily. Then Xingli would not have any clothes on her body, not even a shred of modesty.

Although Xingli thought Jia'ao's behavior was despicable, she didn't dare to resist. After all, she was no match for a thug. Besides, she was unfamiliar with the place, so going back was also a problem.

...

The stars twinkled in the night sky, and the moon shone gently, like a bright round disk embedded with shimmering pearls.

Xingli lay on the bed with her eyes closed, quietly waiting for dinner.

Her stomach had been growling with hunger.

Jia'ao was busy in the kitchen, preparing a sumptuous dinner.

After setting up a table full of dishes, Jia'ao walked into the living room with hot food in her hands.

"Come, let's eat," Jia'ao smiled and beckoned to Xingli.

Xingli walked towards Jia'ao, feeling somewhat helpless when she saw the food on the table.

"Papaya milk, fried peanuts, cauliflower, sweet dates, stir-fried soybeans..."

Seeing the food on the table, Xingli's eyebrows furrowed.

"Don't just stand there, eat quickly. Only by eating these can you improve your figure," Jia'ao urged with anticipation in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Xingli's brows furrowed even more. She glanced at the food on the table, then at Jia'ao, feeling conflicted and unsure how to handle the situation.

"You should taste it. I've carefully prepared all these dishes, and I guarantee you will love them," Jia'ao said, picking up a peanut with her chopsticks and feeding it to Xingli's mouth. "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious," Xingli nodded seriously in response.

Jia'ao smiled upon hearing this. "If it's delicious, eat more."

...

Since then, Jia Luo not only taught Xingli how to please others with her own body, but also taught her how to easily kill her opponents in the process.

Under her careful guidance, Xingli's skills became more and more proficient, more and more skillful, and her face gradually revealed a charming and enchanting demeanor. She no longer felt the blush and heartbeat that she used to have, but instead had a seductive charm.

Later, Jia Luo taught Xingli how to dance, and she danced gracefully to the music. Xingli's dance was elegant and charming, making her look very pleasing to the eye.

Jia Luo looked at Xingli on the stage, her expression showing satisfaction, and a strange curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Ji Luo, you're doomed!" Jia Luo's eyes were filled with cruelty.

...

The night was hazy, the bright full moon hung high in the sky, casting silver moonlight, as if covered in a layer of silver veil, dyeing the starry sky silver-gray.

The city at night was extremely quiet, with only the dim yellow light of the street lamps, without any other brilliance. The shop windows on both sides of the street were closed, and only the occasional sound of closing bells made the lonely night unusually clear.

The once noisy and bustling city had disappeared, replaced by tranquility.

Jia Luo took Xingli to a restaurant, requested a private room, and ordered many delicious dishes. She drank quite a lot and began to reveal her secrets to Xingli.

Jia Luo's story was simple. She was born in the slums of the Wing Kingdom and belonged to the Wing tribe, but she did not have wings like the Wing people and was like a human.

As the days went by, Jia Luo grew up and became a beautiful girl.

Jia Luo also had her good sister named Dieluo, who was older than them.

As she saw Jia Luo becoming more and more beautiful, Dieluo's heart desired to sell Jia Luo in exchange for a sum of money so that she no longer had to live a life of hunger.

This thought had always been in Dieluo's heart, but she didn't show it, so her little companions didn't notice.

One night, Dieluo found a man named Jiluo. He was a playboy in his family, and his family didn't care about him.

Jiluo had many perverted fetishes, one of which was his liking for torturing girls, especially beautiful ones.

Dieluo described Jia Luo as beautiful, kind, and lovely. Jiluo couldn't help but have thoughts of taking Jia Luo back and enjoying her immediately.

After the plan was made, Jiluo promised Dieluo a generous reward so she wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing.

The next day, Jiluo brought his private guards to the slums where Jia Luo was.

They started killing and setting fires, satisfying their murderous desires.

Dieluo hid with Jia Luo and their sisters in the cracks of a cliff, but as an excuse to find a lost sister, she went to inform Jiluo of their location, betraying her sisters.

Soon, Jiluo found Jia Luo and her group with the help of the guards.

Dieluo pointed at Jia Luo and said to Jiluo, "She is Jia Luo, sir. Look at her appearance, isn't she beautiful?"

Jiluo glanced at Jia Luo and instantly revealed an amazed look. He saw Jia Luo's fair and smooth skin, as delicate as a peeled egg, and very elastic.

Although she was slender, her figure was well-proportioned, graceful, with a slender waist, long legs, full and round chest, plump buttocks, perfect curves, very tempting...

Jiluo couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He didn't expect to find such a beautiful girl in the slums, it was truly rare.

A scene appeared in his mind, Jia Luo being pinned under him, mercilessly dominated and ravaged by him...

Jia Luo noticed the lewd expression on Jiluo's face and felt disgust in her heart. She also noticed the expression of Dieluo behind Jiluo, and anger surged in her heart.

"Jia Luo belongs to this young master, the rest of you can have the others."

As Jiluo spoke, he waved his hand.

The group of guards behind him rushed forward, forcing Jia Luo and the others to the edge of the cliff.

The sisters were pale with fear, trembling uncontrollably. These guards treated them like animals.

Jiluo rubbed his hands and a lecherous smile appeared on his face. He slowly walked towards Jia Luo.

Jia Luo was also a strong-willed person. Without hesitation, she jumped off the cliff.

Fortunately, she was carried by a white wolf that could speak and brought to a woman's place.

Speaking of this, Jia Wei fell asleep on the table, murmuring in her mouth: "Men... there isn't a good one... not a single good thing..."

Xing Li carried Jia Wei to bed and covered her with a blanket.

Suddenly, she grabbed Xing Li's hand and muttered: "Master, don't go... don't go..." Her voice was very soft, with a choked sob, making people feel sorry for her.

Xing Li gently patted Jia Wei's shoulder and comforted her: "Master is here, Master will always be with Jia Wei!"

Jia Wei heard Xing Li's words and gradually fell asleep.

Xing Li sat by the bed, looking at Jia Wei's beautiful face, with a trace of complicated expression on her face.