The succubi are naturally dissolute and indulge in pleasure.
Su Jinle originally sneered at this.
Until she turned twenty, Su Jinle, who was experiencing estrus for the first time, knelt down at Yan Quyu's feet with a flushed face, longing for the other person's comfort.
The desire in Yan Quyu's eyes was sticky, but she refused awkwardly: "Isn't this bad? Jinle, you said you would only do this kind of thing with your wife."
The corners of Su Jinle's eyes were scarlet, and she could only hug the calf of the person in front of her. Her tears of grievance wetted the woman's red dress: "Please... Wife..."
Yan Quyu raised Su Jinle's chin, tried hard to suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth, and pretended to be reluctant: "Okay then..."
……
Su Jinle, who woke up after the absurdity, stiffly lowered her head and looked at the sleeping woman in her arms. Warm breaths spread in her heart. Regret rolled and beat like a wave, rolling up fine pain. How could she... Be hated by her sister...
Yan Quyu hates succubi who are in heat anytime and anywhere. This is something she has obviously kept in mind since she was a child. But now, the woman is hugging her waist so quietly, burying her head in her arms, leaving only her long breathing.
Why didn't the person she woke up look disgusted as expected, but instead put herself to Su Jinle's mouth, with a laziness and contentment in her voice: "Aren't you going to eat, Lele?"
It turns out that I am not hated.
Purpose: Regular eating is good for physical and mental health