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In the study, Mo Bai was reading. Hearing the noise, he looked up, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Wu and stopping on the portion of her thighs exposed beneath the skirt.
"Come here," he said.
Xiao Wu walked over, her legs trembling slightly. The study was carpeted, so her footsteps were silent. She stopped in front of Mo Bai, her head bowed, her fingers twisting the hem of her skirt.
Mo Bai closed the book and set it aside. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to sit on his lap.
Xiao Wu froze.
"Relax." Mo Bai wrapped one arm around her waist while placing the other hand on her knee. "I just want to check how the passive effect of 'Spring Stream' is doing."
His hand slowly slid up from her knee.
The skirt was pushed higher bit by bit.
Xiao Wu closed her eyes, her breathing quickening.
The fingers slid to the root of her thighs and stopped. Not because there was no more road, but because it was already a total mess there. The skin the fingertips touched was hot and sticky, and more liquid was seeping from deeper inside, soaking a small patch of the skirt's lining.
"It seems the passive effect is good." Mo Bai's voice carried a hint of satisfaction. "Even without active activation, the body remains in a moistened state. This is very good."
His fingers continued forward, parting the labia and probing inside.
Xiao Wu gasped sharply, her body tensing up.
"Very tight," Mo Bai evaluated, his fingers slowly churning inside. "But very wet. The lubrication effect of 'Spring Stream' is excellent; this way you won't be hurt when entering."
He explored inside for a while before withdrawing his fingers. His fingertips were covered in transparent slime, glistening under the lamp.
"Open your mouth," he said.
Xiao Wu opened her eyes and looked at those fingers. She hesitated for a second, but still opened her mouth and took them in.
It was salty, slightly fishy, and tasted of her own body. She let out a whimper and wanted to spit them out, but Mo Bai pinched her chin with his other hand.
"Swallow it," he commanded. "Your own stuff, what is there to be disgusted by?"
Xiao Wu's tears fell, but she obediently swallowed. The slime slid down her throat, leaving a strange taste.
Only then did Mo Bai release her with satisfaction and wipe his hand with a handkerchief.
"Remember this feeling," he said. "Your body is now my property. Every drop of liquid it produces is mine. If I tell you to eat it, you must eat it. Understood?"
Xiao Wu nodded, tears pattering down.
"Good girl." Mo Bai wiped away her tears, his movements unusually gentle. "Go lie on the bed. Tonight I want to properly test... the effect of 'Spring Stream' in actual combat."
Xiao Wu climbed off his lap, her legs so weak she almost fell to her knees. She leaned against the wall and slowly walked toward the bedroom.
Mo Bai remained where he was, watching her staggering figure and the faint shimmer of water visible beneath the skirt.
He picked up the book he had been reading and turned to a certain page. It was a research note regarding soul beast transformations; he had underlined a specific passage:
"During the period when transformed soul beasts condense their second and third soul rings, their bodies and souls are in a highly plastic state. 'Suggestions' applied during this phase may directly rewrite their instinctive reactions and the direction of soul skill generation."
Mo Bai closed the book, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
The experiment was progressing smoothly.
Next, it was time for the stress test.