After closing the store interface, Pei Xuan couldn't help but want to go down and taste his beautiful stepmother.
Song Qingyin is thirty-four years old this year, but as a cultivator, she ages much slower than her peers. Judging from her appearance, she is only in her early twenties.
However, Pei Xuan temporarily gave up the idea of taking action.
As a newcomer, he has not yet established his footing, so he should first concentrate on dealing with Pei Qingyu who is already in his grasp, so as not to alert the enemy.
When he thought of Pei Qingyu, the intense scenes of last night came into his mind as vividly as movie scenes, making his penis involuntarily hard.
He originally wanted to break into his sister's room and score a second goal, but thinking that Pei Qingyu should still be resting at this moment, he endured it temporarily, crossed his legs and began to practice.
Unknowingly, the whole morning passed. Pei Xuan, who had not yet started fasting, felt a little hungry. He was about to go downstairs to get something to eat when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open.
"Sister, you're awake." It was Pei Qingyu who was pushed in. She was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, hiding her arms and legs.
After being moisturized, she slept for a long time, so her complexion looked good, but her expression was unusually calm.
"What method do you use to control me?" Pei Qingyu asked directly.
Pei Xuan smiled slightly: "I don't understand what my sister is saying."
"If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you." Pei Qingyu said patiently, "Last night, I suddenly lost all my power and felt completely powerless. That's why you... How did you do it?"
"What do you think, sister?"
"My blood," Pei Qingyu said, "I know you need my blood. That's the real purpose of your clumsy performance---to get my blood. But other than that, I don't know."
"Sister, you're really smart." Pei Xuan nodded. "But do you think I'll confess to you like this?"
"You won't, but I have my guess." Pei Qingyu said coldly, "My guess is that this evil skill or evil method of yours is a one-time thing. If you want to control me again, you must get my blood again."
Pei Xuan didn't care: "So what?"
Pei Xuan's words made Pei Qingyu think that she had guessed correctly. A hint of joy flashed across her brows: "Then I can kill you."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Qingyu flew forward and struck Pei Xuan on the head with a palm filled with true energy.
Pei Xuan did not dodge or evade, allowing Pei Qingyu to attack him.
But the moment that palm was about to touch Pei Xuan, the true energy suddenly dissipated without a trace, and the palm that was originally strong enough to smash his brain turned into a soft caress.
"Sister is so nice that she even touches her brother's head." Looking at Pei Qingyu's disbelieving eyes, Pei Xuan unceremoniously pulled the ice beauty into his arms, let her sit sideways on his thighs, held her waist with one hand, and reached in with the other hand from the hem of her T-shirt, pushed up her bra, and kneaded his sister's breasts with ease.
"It seems that I guessed wrong." Pei Qingyu closed her eyes in despair, neither struggling nor resisting, allowing Pei Xuan's hands to play around in her clothes.
"Yes, you guessed wrong. I have gained permanent control over your body, sister. You can't kill me, or even commit suicide, because I am your master now." Pei Xuan gently bit Pei Qingyu's earlobe, "Come on, call me 'Master' and let me hear it."
Pei Qingyu acted as if he didn't hear anything. He didn't speak and didn't show any expression or movement.
Although Pei Xuan's caress made her cheeks blush, she successfully suppressed the urge to make any sound.
Seeing that Pei Qingyu was planning to play dead, Pei Xuan was not angry, because he had already thought of a backup plan.
Suddenly, Pei Qingyu opened his eyes involuntarily, fished out his phone from his trouser pocket, opened the communication app "Feijian", and sent a voice message to Pei Wanjun in a normal tone: "Dad, I'm going out to play for a few days and won't be home these days."
"Do you understand?"
Looking at Pei Qingyu's terrified eyes, Pei Xuan increased the strength of kneading her breasts. "It's not difficult for you to do anything, say anything, or even show any expression I want. But that would be boring. What I want is your initiative."
As he was speaking, Pei Wanjun replied: "Okay, be careful."
Next came a transfer message, Pei Wanjun gave Pei Qingyu a large sum of pocket money.
"Look, your father wants you to stay away from home, and your kind stepmother is even more so. No one in this family likes you except me." Pei Xuan pecked Pei Qingyu's lips, which were a little purple with fear. "This is your last chance, sister. Be my woman, okay?"
Although Pei Qingyu hesitated slightly due to the fear in her heart, she quickly became resolute and coldly spat out two words: "Not good."
"Then don't blame me, sister. Since you don't want to be my woman, I have no choice but to train you into a bitch." Pei Xuan was not surprised at all. He naturally knew that Pei Qingyu would not agree to her like this. He was just looking for a stepping stone for his next move.
Pei Xuan activated the space ring, and a portal flashing with blue light appeared in front of the two.
Pei Xuan controlled Pei Qingyu, who looked surprised, and walked in together.
This is a 50-square-meter room with nothing inside except five walls.
Pei Xuan moved his mind, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror as tall as a person appeared on the wall.
Pei Xuan pulled Pei Qingyu in front of the mirror and asked her to kneel down.
He quickly took out his already hard and thick cock and pressed it against Pei Qingyu's tender lips.
"Open your mouth!" Pei Xuan ordered bluntly.
Pei Qingyu knew that she couldn't resist, but when she smelled the fishy and hot smell of the cock, she couldn't open her mouth.
With a "pa" sound, Pei Xuan raised his palm high and slammed it heavily on Pei Qingyu's face, leaving a visible red fingerprint.
"...You!" As the eldest daughter of the Pei family, Pei Qingyu's status and position are no less than that of the princesses of the imperial family. How could she have ever been slapped in such a humiliating situation?
In addition to shame and grievance, Pei Qingyu was more in disbelief at this moment.
She originally thought that at most she would be fucked again like last night, and she had prepared herself mentally. Although she was unwilling to admit it, she did experience unprecedented pleasure last night.
But who would have thought that Pei Xuan seemed like a different person at this moment. He was no longer the brother who still admired her despite his failed courtship last night, but had become a violent superior, and she had become a subordinate crawling under his crotch who could be beaten and scolded at will. This was a humiliation she had never experienced before.
"I told you to open your mouth," Pei Xuan said impatiently, "Do you want me to slap you again before you can hear me?"