The slave life of a roommate couple

Prologue

It is said that men with strong green slave sexual preferences often harbored virginity complexes in the early days.

Li Ming is such a young man.

Li Ming became interested in SM in high school. Like many green slaves in their early years, he was only a light sex slave at that time. When he was secretly roaming on the not-so-closed Internet behind his family's back, he would only watch content about male slaves licking the queen's feet and being insulted and slapped by the queen. He would never accept the appearance of male slaves.

After venting his humble desires in humiliation, high school student Li Ming sometimes falls into deep thought: SM always ends with the male ejaculating, so how should the female S's desire be dealt with? In other words, will women also have sexual desire and desire for sexual intercourse?

This question is still too complicated for a 17-year-old boy. After the trouble, Li Ming always chooses to convince himself: I only worship virgin girls. They have no normal sexual desire and do not need sexual intercourse. They can reach spiritual climax only by abusing male girls; that kind of woman who has been fucked by a man is not a real girl, and I will not surrender to her.

At that time, Li Ming not only required absolute purity for his future partner, but he also did not want the object of his sexual fantasies to be tainted with the slightest breath of other men.

Time makes the boy grow into a man, and it also makes him understand many truths.

For example, it is difficult for the operation of society to make everyone happy; it is difficult for those who hold power to be from poor backgrounds; for another example, it is difficult for a woman who trains a man to be a virgin.

Li Ming gradually understood that those were just childish dreams. He no longer rejects AV actresses he once thought were "dirty", and at night he will worship the women they play and masturbate and ejaculate.

However, at least one thing became a reality - Li Ming really got a virgin girlfriend and fell in love with her very much.

His girlfriend's name is Lin Baihe, who is one year younger than Li Ming. The two met at a fraternity party, when Lily was a senior and Li Ming was a new programmer who had just joined the company for a year. Although Li Ming was of average height and appearance, Lily was attracted by his calm and simple character, and the two quickly fell in love.

Lily, who comes from a traditional family, has never had a good impression of those frivolous and exaggerated "little fresh meat" men. Likewise, due to her strict family upbringing, she kept her integrity during her four years in college.

For Li Ming, getting a girlfriend with a gentle and considerate personality and a pure and pleasant appearance was a dream come true; when he learned that she was a virgin, he was even more overjoyed.

However, Li Ming did not give up the habit of masturbating because of this. On the contrary, worshiping the female S behind his girlfriend's back gave him a strange kind of immoral pleasure. Gradually, Li Ming began to deliberately look for resources of the "couple slave" and "couple slave" types, and accidentally discovered the treasure house website - Pixiv. He began to live a double life of sweet love with his girlfriend during the day and fantasizing about serving the queen at night.

Although Lily is traditional, she is not always against sexual behavior. In fact, during the most stressful period when she was preparing for high school exams, she clamped her pillow between her legs every night to obtain sexual pleasure as a way to relieve stress and help her sleep.

After the two dated for a year, Baihe successfully graduated and worked in a media company. Compared with the job hunting period, they spent more time together. Previously, the most intimate contact between the two was just kissing, and Li Ming did not ask for further action. Lily suspected that her sexual charm was insufficient, so she plucked up the courage and took the initiative to ask for a room.

Li Ming did not refuse, but the result was not smooth. Lily discovered that when Li Ming saw her naked body, including kissing, he would indeed get an erection, but the duration was very poor, and it would soften when he put on a condom, completely unable to reach the level of penetration. The two were in a hurry and finally decided to give up. Li Ming suggested masturbating together. Lily felt a little ashamed, but her body had normal desires after all, so she kissed Li Ming and rubbed her clitoris with her hands, reaching the peak of pleasure.

After that, the two went to the hotel to spend the night from time to time, but every time, Li Ming was unable to complete sexual intercourse. Lily was worried that Li Ming had a health problem, so she went to the Internet to search, but saw a post with a very similar situation to her own. The boyfriend in it was finally found to be an M-sexual masochist.

Lily didn't even need to doubt: Judging from the various details of several room openings, Li Ming must be a masochist.

At that moment, Lily felt deeply shocked. After all, her boyfriend liked to be humiliated by women and liked to kneel and suck women's toes, which was by no means a glorious thing. Moreover, Lily was also a fully developed adult woman with normal desires. Some corner of her heart also longed for a powerful man to conquer her body arrogantly and domineeringly.

However, after browsing more SM-related content, Lily felt a little understanding of Li Ming's sexual fetishes. In such a society full of unrest, at least in terms of sex, abandoning all personal dignity, no longer needing to think independently, just obey orders, just please the master... It is not that Lily cannot understand the sense of security brought by this kind of sexual game.

Out of love, Lily decided to let Li Ming enjoy this pleasure.

In 2022, 26-year-old Li Ming was promoted in the company and became the leader of a certain task group. Contrary to his true sexual preference, Li Ming is very strict in controlling his subordinates and is well received by his leaders.

In June, the S city where they lived had just been unblocked after being hit by the epidemic. Lockdown stage. Li Ming and Lily could only communicate via video every day, which was deeply inconvenient. After discussion, they decided to rent a house and live together. Li Ming's company established a home office system after the epidemic, so the rental location must be as close as possible to Lily's workplace.

Both of them were very picky about where they lived, and finally settled on a single-family villa. As you can imagine, the rent is by no means cheap. However, there was no intermediary involved in the leasing process. The other party heard that they were a white-collar couple and gave them a certain discount. In addition, the landlord also said that shared renting is possible; in fact, half of the villa has been rented to another couple, and shared renting is the only option.

So the two of them made an agreement with the landlord to go to the villa to view the house on Saturday. If they were satisfied, they would pay directly to move in.

It was a sunny Saturday, and Li Ming and Lily met their landlord at the subway station. Beyond Li Ming's imagination, the landlord turned out to be a beautiful woman, about 30 years old, wearing professional attire, sunglasses, and long hair shawl-shouldered, looking dashing and neat. The two parties exchanged business cards, and Li Ming saw that her name was "Wu Hanxue".

"Ah, you are the one..." Lily looked surprised, "That big emotional V, Teacher Snow, right? That article interviewing you has your photo...!"

"The reaction is too exaggerated," Hanxue smiled, "I'm just a self-media person, not a star or anything."

"A blogger with millions of fans is already a star!" Lily looked very excited. "I was thinking on the phone yesterday that the landlady sounded so young, how could she have a villa for rent... I didn't expect to meet a big celebrity...!"

"Hey, Lily, you're so rude." Li Ming gently pulled Lily's arm.

"Ah, I'm sorry to make you laugh..."

The villa is only 10 minutes' walk from the subway station. Hanxue walked in front, followed by Lily and Li Ming. Li Ming didn't know who "Teacher Snow" was, but after Lily's explanation, he found out: After graduating from university, Wu Hanxue entered a high school to teach ideological and political education. Later, he seized the Internet boom and resigned to enter the self-media industry. At this time, he had millions of fans and became a leader in the emotional field of self-media.

As for the villa, Hanxue originally bought it for use as a studio. Later, due to the expansion, he rented an office building on the first floor, leaving the house free.

Lily seems to have been following Hanxue on social media since a few years ago. Hanxue's articles mainly promote women's self-improvement and self-esteem, and are very popular among young female readers. However, Li Ming didn't listen to Lily's explanation. He kept paying attention to Lily's gaze and secretly glanced at Hanxue's feet. In early summer, Hanxue was not wearing stockings, and her bare feet were on a pair of pink and white high-heeled sandals, which made Li Ming's heart flutter.

"By the way, Sister Wu." Lily asked, "What kind of people are the other two tenants?"

"Well... they are also a couple, but they don't get together every day, and they may not see each other today..." Hanxue slowed down, but still walked in front of the two of them, "You are both young people, I guess you can play together."

"You are also very young. You look older than me."

"Don't be ridiculous, I am a 32-year-old aunt."

Normally, Li Ming was not the kind of man who would get erect when seeing a woman's cool and sexy feet on the street. However, the two of them have not been to a hotel since the epidemic in April. Although Li Ming maintains the habit of masturbating, observing the long legs with a slightly mature charm at such a close distance, he can vaguely feel the scent of perfume, and the hormonal stimulation is still difficult to suppress.

The villa is located in a secluded residential area, with a symmetrical design, excellent lighting and a modern appearance. Hanxue unlocked the door using the mobile app and invited the two of them into the entrance hall with a smile.

With Hanxue's introduction, the two had a general grasp of the structure of the villa: there was a 40-square-meter bedroom and living room at each end at the east and west ends; when the bedroom door was opened, there was a wooden corridor connecting the two doors. There were three rooms on the right side of the corridor, from east to west they were the laundry room, Bathroom, and a locked storage room - according to Hanxue, the storage room was originally intended to be renovated as a second bathroom, but it was later abandoned, so the interior is still in a rough state and is not open to tenants; on the left side of the corridor is a huge living room, with an open kitchen in the corner of the living room.

"Well... I'm quite satisfied with everything. It's just the bathroom... Isn't it inconvenient to have only one bathroom..." Lily blushed slightly, "I feel embarrassed to have people wait outside while I'm inside..."

"That couple, the man is very busy and the woman is still studying in college. They rented here..." Hanxue pursed her lips and smiled, "Maybe it was mainly to save money on the hotel. They are not here every day."

The three of them came to the bedroom and living room at the east end. It was equipped with a large bed, sofa, carpet, and TV. The rest area and the living area were separated by a paper sliding door. A large amount of clothing was piled up everywhere, seemingly belonging to the couple.

"I'm sorry, they made it quite messy. If you decide to rent it, I'll help clean it up."

"What do you think, Amin?"

"I think...it's good. It's up to you to decide."

"Then... let's rent it. Sister Wu, please give me the QR code, and I will transfer the rent and deposit to you."

"Well..." Hanxue turned on her phone and said hesitantly, "You can just transfer the deposit. As for the rent... I plan to come here every month to collect cash. Is it convenient for you?"

Lily was slightly surprised. However, Hanxue offered a considerable discount after all, and he couldn't say much about the payment method.

Although Hanxue insisted on staying to help clean up, the two of them were embarrassed to waste her precious time, so they only allowed a few clothes to be collected and asked her to go back first.

The clothes and shoes scattered everywhere were almost all women's. Li Ming learned from Hanxue the name of the owner of the clothes, which was Yang Tianai. Although I don’t know what she looks like, judging from her hot shorts, bikini, and lace underwear, she must be a female college student with a graceful figure and an open personality.

When Li Ming packed up his underwear, his face felt hot. Lily noticed from the side and said angrily:

"Leave it alone, I'll take care of these."

Li Ming didn't dare to say anything, so he stopped and stood aside. But when he saw Lily busying herself, he felt bad:

"I'd better pack something. Look...what can I get...?"

Lily looked around, and finally pointed to a pair of men's leather shoes in the corner:

"That's a man's thing, go ahead and put it in the entrance hall."

When Li Ming knelt down, he found a pair of red pointed high heels next to the leather shoes. His heart tightened and he asked, "Can I take those high heels over too...?"

"No, just take the leather shoes."

When Li Ming picked up the leather shoes, he didn't have any special thoughts. When he walked to the entrance and put the leather shoes down, he found that they were not neat enough. Out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he knelt down and straightened the shoes. Suddenly, an unpleasant feeling came over me:

(We are both tenants, so why should I place the shoes for him like a servant when he puts his leather shoes in someone else’s room?)

Back in the room, Li Ming still had a gloomy expression. Under Lily's questioning, he revealed the reason for his displeasure:

"When the man comes back, I will take off my shoes and go to his room to see what he does."

"A Ming is so tough, but why do you like to kneel down at night...?" When Lily makes dirty jokes, she can't help but blush first.

"That, that's different! The tenant takes off his shoes without being polite, can that be the same as a couple...!" Li Ming was a little anxious when Lily gently broke his M tendency.

"Can't you be tough on your girlfriend?" Lily put down the clothes in her hands and approached Li Ming.

"Well..." Li Ming's face suddenly turned red, "I can... also be hard... You torture me, and when I get hard, I... can fuck you..."

"Then I'll give you a chance..." Lily sat on the edge of the bed with a shy smile, bent down and took off one of her high heels, "I use my feet to play with you, and if you can last two minutes without cumming, you can have me today."

From the day Lily confirmed Li Ming's M sexual fetish, their "sex" has always been in a similar pattern. Lily used the female sex skills she learned online on Li Ming, and she could use her feet to let him out within a minute or two every time. During the practice, Lily discovered that Li Ming seemed to have an unusual sense of shame about "being unable to penetrate his girlfriend smoothly", so he often used it in Play as a form of humiliation, with great results.

When Li Ming took off his clothes and knelt down, his penis was fully erect, but the length was only 10cm. Lily stretched out her index finger and gestured for Li Ming to crawl over:

"Come on, smell my feet, and show me how to do it yourself."

Li Ming was in estrus at this time, and Lily's command tone was not majestic, but it was enough to excite him. He obediently held the small penis with three fingers and stroked it up and down - if he held it with one hand, the glans would not be exposed, making it difficult to masturbate smoothly.

"After walking all day, how do your feet smell?"

"Well...it's...smells..."

"We finally rented a house and are going to live together." Lily's voice as a girl sounded very charming to Li Ming. "When young couples live together for the first time, the boyfriend always pulls off his girlfriend's skirt as soon as he enters the door, presses on the door and forcibly penetrates her, venting his desire to conquer... How can you... haha, kneel down as soon as you enter the door, smell your girlfriend's feet, and masturbate shamelessly?"

"Um...yes, I'm sorry...Queen Lily...I..." Li Ming originally planned to say "I'm a bitch" to increase the pleasure of self-humiliation, but unexpectedly, months of closed life made his penis extremely sensitive, "I...I want to cum..."

"Want to cum?" Lily raised her eyebrows lightly, looking down at Li Ming with half contempt and half mockery. Li Ming knew that it was just a role play in an SM game, but he felt the true emotion of being despised by his girlfriend, which made his lower body unable to help but water dripping from his lower body, and the three fingers holding the small penis moved faster and faster -

"Queen Lily, I'm going to cum! I'm sorry, I'm cumming-!"

Li Ming moved his face forward in a passionate mood, took Lily's left big toe with light red nail polish into his mouth, and sucked wildly; Lily would spray perfume in the high heels, but after walking for a day, the faint smell of leather between the toes still could not be concealed, and that smell was what Li Ming was fascinated by.

"Amin is so useless~ He cums faster every time." Lily put on her shoes with a smile and stood up, "I'm going to wash them first, my feet are all sticky from your licking."

"Huh...huh...um..." Li Ming, who was paralyzed on the ground, gasped, looking at Lily's graceful back walking towards the outside of the house on high heels. He was clearly in the refractory period after ejaculation, but there was still an unbearable itching in his heart.

(Lily didn’t even take off her clothes, she just asked me to smell her feet. I couldn’t hold on for even 2 minutes... A girl like me, my dick is not big... Lily is still a virgin... If the couple who shared the house knew about it, I’m afraid they would laugh to death...)

Li Ming reluctantly got up and went to the bathroom. When he opened the door, he found that Lily had taken off her clothes and was getting ready to take a shower.

"Ah...!" The door suddenly opened, and Lily screamed involuntarily. Li Ming quickly stepped forward, hugged Lily from behind, and buried his head in her fragrant hair:

"Lily, I...I love you so much..."

"What are you doing, A Ming...Okay, I love you too..."

"Well...let me hold you for a while..."

Li Ming hugged Lily's waist tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave him if he let go.

If a man cannot conquer a woman physically, he will doubt whether he can bring her a sense of security, which will also lead to a lack of his own sense of security. Perhaps every M couple is the first step from here to becoming slaves, but Li Ming has not yet clearly realized it at this time.

Chapter 1 The meaning of SM among female college students

The bedroom and living room are 40 square meters, and Li Ming and Lily spent a whole day on Sunday to sort it out. Fortunately, on Sunday, the other couple hadn't come back yet, so the two were able to devote all their energy to tidying up the room. The other bedroom was locked, so Lily piled the female tenant's underwear, skirts, stockings, bikinis, etc. on the sofa in the living room and told her to come back and clean it up herself.

"This person is still a college student, why is he wearing such revealing three-point underwear..." After cleaning up, Lily glanced at the pile of clothes on the sofa. The top was a black thong panty. The fabric was sparse and it seemed that it could only cover the labia.

"That...shouldn't be called three-point underwear, it should be called "sexy clothing". It is worn when couples are alone." Li Ming only glanced at the underwear, blushed, and quickly changed the subject, "Lily, you are really good at it. You are obviously a woman, but I still don't understand the result."

"Huh, I'm a normal woman. Only perverts can understand perverts~!" Lily pinched Li Ming's butt, "Hey, no, although you are a pervert, you are not allowed to "understand" other women. Do you understand? That female tenant's perversion is her business. Just don't look at it or think about it!"

"Yes, yes, I understand~" Li Ming realized early on that Lily was good at everything, but she was too jealous; but jealousy meant that she valued herself, which also contained a somewhat sweet meaning.

On Monday morning, Lily went to work as usual; after Li Ming held a video conference, he assigned tasks to the team members and lay down in bed to rest.

(Hey...it's really comfortable to be a leader. The people below are working, and I just check them.)

The leader of the task team was not a "leader", and Li Ming had already tasted the pleasure of "domination"; however, in a dark corner of his heart, he restlessly longed to be managed and restrained. When he came to his senses, his left hand had already reached into his underwear and held his slightly erect penis.

Li Ming suffers from sex addiction - strictly speaking, it is not a "sex addiction", but a "masturbation addiction".

When he is alone with nothing to do, especially in the summer when he is wearing cool clothes, Li Ming will always subconsciously fiddle with and knead his penis; sometimes his sexual desire is not that strong, and he must fantasize about being humiliated and let it out, in order to be satisfied. After telecommuting began, these "symptoms" became much more severe.

As the frequency of fiddling with the left hand gradually increased, the right hand also started to open "Pixiv-Collection" in the mobile browser to check whether there were updates from the authors it followed.

Since discovering Pixiv, Li Ming has found that his sexual desire has become stronger. The ordinary plot of a female S abusing a male S seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory. Only the female S humiliating the male S, which is the so-called "slave under the slave" plot, can bring enough humiliation.

Wearing a collar and shackles, the submissive slave girl is expressing her joy at the feet of her master. Her voice is charming, her eyes are as gentle as water, her face is flushed with desire, milky white love juice overflows from her vagina, and her healthy body is begging to be ravaged and conquered... However - you are not qualified to conquer her. Your short penis is locked in a small iron cage, your hands are tied behind your back, and you kneel behind her peach-like ass. You raise your head and desperately smell the smell of the female in heat, but she is not willing to touch you with a finger. Because your penis is short, the way she looks back at you is arrogant and disdainful. You stare at the gaps between her toes that are full of sweat, kowtow and beg her to allow you to serve her feet with your tongue, but she coldly refuses:

"Men with small dicks have no right to touch me."

Li Ming looked at the disdainful look in the female M's eyes on the illustration, and the frequency of finger movements continued to increase - he imagined the female M to be Lily, and imagined that he and Lily would be slaves together, and that Lily would despise, humiliate, and refuse physical contact.

However, as the climax approached, the "ding bell" reminders from the WeChat group kept ringing, completely breaking Li Ming's interest in masturbating.

After answering questions for his subordinates, Li Ming calmed down and opened the browser and looked at the illustrations again with an admiring attitude: the "owner" of the female M was also a woman.

Li Ming fantasizes about being a "couple slave" or a "slave under a slave", but he still only accepts serving women. In other words, the scene of Lily being trained by a woman would make him extremely excited, but it was still difficult for him to accept that his girlfriend was being abused by a man, even in fantasy.

Once, after exploring Pixiv's "Female S Training Couple Slave" resource, Li Ming also anxiously opened an audio script of "Dedicating his girlfriend to a big-cocked green master". The heroine of the script was turned into a slutty slut by the green master, but she swore to keep her chastity to the green master. She severely insulted her boyfriend with a small dick, forced him to hold the condom that the green master had used, and swore loudly that even if he got engaged or naturalized in the future, he would never dare to penetrate the woman he loved.

Li Ming's heart started beating wildly when he saw it halfway. It was then that he discovered that when the excitement reaches its peak, the penis will shrink. He didn't know whether he was excited or nauseous. He just felt that his spirit was greatly shocked and his mind was buzzing. He couldn't continue to masturbate at all, so he hurriedly crossed out the browser.

At this time, Li Ming opened the "Collection" page and glanced at it guiltily. The script was still lying quietly inside. He hesitated whether to open it, but finally gave up.

After lunch, all subordinates in the group submitted codes one after another. Li Ming temporarily focused all his attention on work, and it was 3 p.m. in the blink of an eye.

After being relaxed again, Li Ming stood up and walked around the room. Looking at the elegant decoration inside and outside the house, he suddenly thought of the big V landlord - "Teacher Snow", so he took out his mobile phone and entered her official account.

As expected, the content inside is without exception, all articles promoting "women's rights"——

"Women must dare to fight and fight hard. The main premise is: love yourself."

"Teacher Snow's" blog posts do not often mention words such as "male" and "men", but they always reveal caution, hostility, and even provocation against men. Thinking that his girlfriend had been subscribing to such articles for several years, Li Ming felt quite uncomfortable, but he couldn't speak clearly to avoid being considered "macho" or "male supremacist".

In recent years, another term has become more popular - "straight man". However, Li Ming doesn't like it when others use "straight man" as a slightly derogatory and derisive term. "Straight men" are heterosexuals who like women but don't like men. What's wrong with that? What's wrong? Li Ming has no homosexual tendencies and is very proud of his "straight male" identity.

However, if Lily puts a "macho" hat on herself, it would be somewhat irrefutable. More or less, Li Ming does have some "macho" thoughts in his heart.

An M man who can only have an erection by worshiping a woman's feet, and who longs to be stepped on by a woman when he is in heat, and who is her slave, advocates male supremacy and dislikes feminism. This may seem absurd at first, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense: the essence of M is the pursuit of humiliation. The reason why M men get a strong sense of humiliation from the act of submitting to women is precisely because he They believe from the bottom of their hearts that men are nobler than women, and men are born to conquer women; and under this premise, Man M - specifically - Li Ming, as a man, is unable to fulfill his vocation as a man. Instead, he succumbs to his girlfriend and is humiliated and ejaculated by her feet. Such a sense of humiliation is a complete blow to the dignity of men, and it perfectly fits his sexual fantasy of masturbating for more than ten years.

"A woman who does not pursue the freedom of her womb only has a womb and no freedom."

Li Ming paced back and forth in the house, scrolling through "Teacher Snow's" blog posts on his phone. When he saw the words "Uterine Freedom", he happened to open the sliding door between the corridor and the living room:

"Haha...the womb is free, haha..."

"Hey, who are you? How did you get in?"

A young female voice came from the opposite side. Li Ming screamed and almost dropped his phone. When he looked up, he found that the girl was in her early twenties, tall and wearing a light black sweatshirt with a miniskirt. She had a pair of red high heels and a sun-visor straw hat at an angle. She looked at him with slight surprise:

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm...I'm the...new tenant..."

Li Ming wasn't very worried about talking to strangers, but he felt a little ashamed when he thought that he was swiping his phone with a silly smile on his face and muttering something about "uterus" to a strange girl - especially a girl who was so glamorous.

"Oh, I have the impression that the landlord told...my boyfriend about the new tenant." The girl pushed the suitcase beside her, stepped on her high heels at the entrance, and walked towards Li Ming, "You are not a student, are you? Why didn't you go to work?"

Regarding the female tenant who shared the same apartment, Li Ming had expected that she would be very sexy, but seeing her approaching him step by step, he still became nervous unconsciously.

"Ah, I... I'm working remotely now. Well, it's the epidemic." Li Ming looked at her bright eyes and red lips, like a shy middle school student, and hurriedly changed the topic, "I heard... the landlord said, your surname is Yang, right?"

"Yes, Yang Tianai." Tianai sat on the sofa and took off his straw hat, revealing shiny black ear-length hair. "What is your name?"

"My name is Li Ming, just the two most common words." There are four sofas, located in the sunken space to the east of the living room, arranged around a table; Tian Ai sat on the one on the south side, and Li Ming came to sit on the one on the north side. "You don't often spend the night here, do you?"

"I was busy finishing my studies a while ago, so I really didn't come to stay much. How many days are left until summer vacation? Today is the 20th...there is still one week left. I will come to stay permanently starting next week."

Tian Ai's tone was very casual, and her attitude towards an older man she had never met before could even be said to be a bit contemptuous. But for some reason, Li Ming didn't feel angry at all, and instead looked forward to continuing the conversation with her.

"Oh, are you busy with your graduation project during the summer vacation of your junior year? I would like to ask, what is your major...?"

"Model."

Ah, no wonder. Li Ming thought to himself, no wonder she stepped onto the entrance hall, her steps looked so elegant.

"Haha, why are you silent?" Tian Ai looked at Li Ming meaningfully, "Do you think all female models are dirty?"

"No, no! No! You misunderstood! How could I think that."

Li Ming really didn't think that way just now, but Tian'ai took the initiative to mention it, and Li Ming couldn't help but think about it. He pretended to glance at the slender legs she had erected nonchalantly. The bright red pointed high heels were dazzling. The left and right sides of the shoes were exposed, revealing the complete instep. Li Ming was moved by the sight.

"That's all a misunderstanding. In fact, no matter what profession, as long as you find a man worth trusting, a woman will be very loyal." Tian Ai took out his mobile phone and shook it, "I just came back from my boyfriend today. I reported to him when I got off the car and when I got home."

Li Ming peeked at Tian Ai's feet and was lost in thought. He didn't feel the childishness in these words and just asked casually:

"Ah, your boyfriend... is also a resident. Where does he work?"

"He works for a security company. I don't know the details."

It turned out to be a security guard. Li Ming wondered, can a security guard afford to rent a villa? Could it be that he is living a soft life? Judging from the way Tian Ai is dressed, he seems to be from a good family.

"I said," Tian Ai chuckled, "You don't have to sneak peek at my legs like that. I'm a model, and I want to show off my body beauty. You just have to look at it openly."

"Uh-" Li Ming felt quite embarrassed when a young girl who was 5 years younger than him revealed his concerns. "I didn't take a peek... It's just that I've never had close contact with a model in my daily life. It's quite... quite novel."

With Tian Ai's "approval", Li Ming began to observe her exposed long legs with a little abandon. There was no trace of fat, and the skin was white and smooth. There were only some reddish marks on the ankles, like...

(Is it a rope mark...could it be...)

"Hey, haven't the marks on your ankles disappeared yet?" Tian Ai smiled lightly, "That's a rope mark. It was caused by my boyfriend and I playing SM."

"Ah..." If there was a mirror, Li Ming would have noticed how dumb his dumbfounded look was.

“It’s already 2022, are you so surprised to be playing SM?”

"No..." Li Ming tried to hide his shock when his female roommate turned out to be someone like this. "I was thinking... I thought you were S."

"Haha, I also think I am S, but as soon as I get into my boyfriend's arms, my body can't help but become sexually active. So, S and M are relative."

"Oh," Li Ming was still horny in the morning. He felt hot all over at this moment, but he still pretended to be calm. "Young girls nowadays are really good at playing..."

"You are about the same age as my boyfriend, why are you pretending to be old-fashioned?" When Tian Ai sneers, his head will be raised slightly, making you look particularly noble. "Besides, you look like a veteran of SM."

"Me, me?" Li Ming's voice suddenly rose an octave higher, "How do I know anything about SM... Ha, ha ha..."

"Not only do you understand..." Tian Ai suddenly lowered his voice and leaned forward slightly, staring at Li Ming's eyes with his breathtaking eyes, "And it's a severe case of M, which can be seen at a glance."

"What, what M, I'm not one." Li Ming never expected that the female college student he met for the first time would so bluntly reveal his dark sexual fetishes. He felt suddenly nervous and hurriedly denied, "And didn't you just say that S or M are relative?"

"Ah, I'm talking about girls. Whether a girl is S or M depends on her significant other. For example, I was an M with my boyfriend; but before, when I was with my ex-boyfriend, I didn't have any M at all." Tian Ai smiled calmly, "Men, it's different. For example, my boyfriend is 100% S, and when he meets SM queens, he just wants to rape them; my ex-boyfriend is 100% M, and he won't even let him be rough with girls."

"Then... what about me...?" Li Ming swallowed, "No, no, I mean - um... didn't you say that I am M? I want to know, in your opinion, what percentage of M am I?"

"Hahaha..." Tian Ai smiled sweetly, "Although I am a student, I still understand the most basic social etiquette. You can think about some things by yourself, but if you say it... wouldn't it be rude?"

"It's okay, just say it, because... I'm not M in the first place, haha, your point of view was wrong from the beginning, so it doesn't matter what you say, just treat it as... Tu Yile."

Tian Ai didn't speak immediately, his expression became slightly serious, and he looked at Li Ming with a scrutinizing look. Li Ming felt that there was a condescending sexual connotation in his eyes, as if he was not examining "whether this man is a pervert", but rather examining "whether this pervert can have an erection."

"Ah, um... shouldn't I ask? To ask such a topic to a young girl I met for the first time means that I don't understand social etiquette, haha." Li Mingqiang made a smile to cover up his embarrassment, preparing to look carelessly at her.

"You," Tian Ai leaned back on the sofa and shifted her long legs from side to side. The back half of the bright red high heels had been taken off, and only the toes were raised. Her arrogant posture was like a mistress teaching a domestic slave, "You are also 100% M. Not only M, you are also a virgin."

"Ha, haha, you really know how to joke!" Li Ming tried to cover up the shock in his heart, "I already have a girlfriend! She lives here with me, and she's still a virgin, haha...!"

"So what if I have a girlfriend? I'm short and incompetent, but I can guard my beautiful girlfriend but can't fuck her. Aren't there a lot of men like this?" Tian Ai sneered coldly, "You are either a true virgin who has never entered a woman's body; or you have had sex but never really conquered a woman. You can see it from the look in your eyes, you can't hide it."

Every word of Tian Ai is like a small gavel, gently knocking on Li Ming's heart. For a moment, Li Ming felt his mind go blank; when he came back to his senses, he found that he was fully erect under the casual and humiliating comments of this sexy female college student.

"Oh, no, I want to retract my words~" Tian Ai looked at Li Ming with mocking eyes, "I said this to you, and you not only didn't refute, but also blushed with embarrassment - this is not 100% M, 100% of other M's have more dignity than you; you are 120% M, only qualified to be a slave in front of women, not a man. I really don't know what kind of girl can tolerate being with a masochist, maybe..."

Tian Ai returned to the normal sitting posture with legs crossed, leaning out from the sofa, a cruel smile flashed in his eyes. Li Ming knew what she was going to say, and reason told him that he should stop her with words, but his sexual desire drove him to listen obediently to the humiliation rewarded by the arrogant girl——

"Is it possible that your girlfriend likes to be abused like you?"

"——!"

At that moment, the mallet hitting his heart seemed to add tremendous force, making Li Ming unable to breathe. Being tortured with his beloved girlfriend - that was Li Ming's fantasy scene of masturbating and ejaculating every night, but now he was revealed by a 21-year-old girl who had never met him before.

"What are you asking? Are you and your girlfriend both M?" Tian Ai's tone suddenly became stern, containing an irresistible majesty, "Yes, or no? Answer me."

"I...I don't know..." Regardless of the fact that his girlfriend Lily pretended to be S, it was the first time that Li Ming was truly treated as an M in real life. He was completely overwhelmed mentally by Tian Ai, and his penis was hard. He felt fear and admiration from the bottom of his heart for the girl in front of him who was 5 years younger than him.

"..." Tian Ai remained silent. She just stood up from the sofa and walked to the steps of the sunken space with her high heels clicking. Li Ming didn't dare to look up at her expression, he just stared at her beautiful feet and the floor under the steps, feeling the trembling of every muscle in his body.

"Haha, I'm joking, don't take it seriously." In an instant, Tian Ai resumed her hearty laughter, "Looking at you like that, I'm afraid you'll kneel down. Hey, if the co-tenant is the kind of pervert who kneels down when he sees a strange woman, I will have to ask the landlord for an explanation."

As he said this, Tian Ai pointed to the sofa on the west side of the table, where the clothes Li Ming and Lily had packed away the day before were piled on it:

"Just pile these clothes here first. I'm too tired today, so I'll pack them up tomorrow."

After Tianai returned to the room, Li Ming discovered that his heart had been beating violently. He quickly opened the work group to divert his attention. Gradually, the heart rate did slow down, but it was replaced by an indescribable feeling of emptiness.

That feeling is somewhat similar to the feeling after watching a pornographic film for the first time. When the imagination becomes a real image in front of you, the impact on your spirit is huge; and when the impact passes, your heart is like a hammered bell. The outside world has long been calm, but it still keeps buzzing.

If peeking at an pornographic film is an upgrade from an erotic and imaginative text to a video with both sound and picture; then the ten-minute conversation with Tian Ai means that "SM" appears in Li Ming's world from the virtual cyberspace to real life.

Li Ming shook his head and quickly left the living room. When he stood in the corridor, he inadvertently looked at Tianai's door on his left, and suddenly found a pair of bright red high heels placed on the insole at the door.

At that moment, Li Ming's heart seemed to be wound up, inducing him to walk towards the door step by step——

She just said that she didn't sleep well during the train ride and wanted to go in and take a nap.

She was asleep and she couldn't hear anything.

Shoes that have just been taken off and the smell has not completely dissipated.

Smell it - if you just smell it... no one will know.

Li Ming walked to the insole and knelt down. His right hand reached between his buttocks. The 10cm small cock was fully stretched, and the juice from the first step had already wet the underwear.

(Just smell it...not...not masturbating with shoes...)

Li Ming stuck his head out, leaned over his shoes, and inhaled hard——

The fragrant smell of leather, mixed with the slight smell of foot sweat from a 21-year-old female college student, flooded into Li Ming's mind and instantly overwhelmed his will.

(It smells so good...it smells so noble...!)

Li Ming buried his face in his shoes and breathed greedily. The so-called "just smell it" thought was washed away like a brainwashing foot scent, leaving no trace behind.

(I am M, I am a foot slave...I am the most despicable virgin M who worships feet...!)

Li Ming loudly exposed his despicable and perverted desires in his heart, imagining that Tian Ai looked down at him and stepped on his head with his feet.

(I like to be your slave with my girlfriend... Please train me and my girlfriend to be your M...!)

He pinched his short penis with his fingers and stroked it up and down for more than a dozen times. Li Ming felt an uncontrollable strong desire to ejaculate, and his tongue stretched out obsessively, frantically licking the noble foot fragrance remaining in the shoes.

"Small dick... A virgin with a small dick is not worthy of fucking his girlfriend...! I want to dedicate my girlfriend to your shoes...! Please, Master Heels, please give me your girlfriend's virginity...!"

During the climax of masturbation, Li Ming always had to say the most shameful lines loudly to reach the peak of excitement. At this time, he was kneeling outside Tianai's door, naturally he did not dare to raise his voice, but he still couldn't help but scream out, and the dirty white liquid also gurgled out.

When Lily came back, it was already 7pm. Li Ming was taking a nap, but when he saw her coming back, he was in a depressed mood. After asking, he found out that he was not getting along well with his colleagues at the company. Hearing that the female tenant had moved in, Lily first asked:

"What kind of girl is she? Is she pretty? Does she have big breasts?"

"Uh... he's a junior in college, studying modeling. He's pretty... pretty pretty... breasts... I didn't pay attention to them." Li Ming was afraid of offending the jealous Lily, so he chose the "best answer"; in fact, Tian Ai's breasts were much bigger than Lily's.

"A Ming, are you not tempted...?" Lily half-jokingly came up and smelled the smell of Li Ming's clothes, "Let me check if there is any suspicious perfume smell..."

Suddenly, the memory of kneeling at Tianai's door and passionately licking her high heels flooded into Li Ming's mind. That was only a few hours ago, but after ejaculation, Li Ming calmed down, carefully wiped the saliva in his shoes with a tissue, took a short nap, woke up and saw Lily coming back, and for a moment he didn't even recall that he had done a complete act of "betrayal".

Lily naturally could not imagine that while she was away, her boyfriend did not have any physical contact with a strange woman, but he surrendered to her in his heart, knelt down, sniffed and licked her high heels, and swore to be her loyal slave with his girlfriend...

"Hey, why hasn't she taken away the clothes yet?" Lily looked a little dissatisfied when she saw that the clothes were still lying on the sofa.

"She said she was too tired and is still sleeping now. She will clean up tomorrow."

"I'm going to have a good talk with this little girl tomorrow. She needs to have basic living etiquette in a shared apartment - well..." Lily was in a bad mood and sometimes talked too much. In order to comfort her, Li Ming kissed her moist lips.

"Hmm...hmm..." Lily liked kissing very much. She threw away her handbag and hugged Li Ming tightly, and her tongues also took the initiative to entangle.

"Hmm...ah..." Lily's hand reached down and she couldn't help but screamed, "It's just a kiss, why are you so hard?"

Of course she didn't know the reason for her boyfriend's erection. He realized that he had licked other women's shoes and kissed his girlfriend passionately.

Chapter 2 The hospitality of female tenants

Lily was having a terrible time at the company that day.

The project she had been preparing for more than half a month, the day before she proposed it to Party A, the other party suddenly changed its mind, and the previously planned direction was almost overturned. It happened that the most senior colleague in the group stabbed her a few times at the meeting, saying "Young people can't keep their composure" and "I wouldn't have been so determined in the first place." Lily swallowed down her anger and forced herself to finish the meeting. When she returned to her workstation, she realized that the shirt on her back was soaked with cold sweat.

She has always been a strong person. From a young age, she believed in "relying on one's own" whether she was studying or doing work. She refused to lag behind others in everything, let alone show any weakness in front of others. But this need to be strong also made her live an extremely tiring life - a little aggrieved, a little tired, and even difficult to talk to the people closest to her. She always felt that once she said it, it would be equivalent to admitting that she "can't do it."

On the subway after get off work, Lily was squeezed into a corner by the crowd, looking at her tired reflection in the car window, and the annoyance in her heart began to rise uncontrollably. She thought that when she got home, at least Amin would be there. Even if you just get a hug from him and hear him say a few words of comfort, most of the fatigue of the day can be eliminated.

Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, what greeted her was a pile of clothes on the sofa that had not been collected yet and belonged to the female tenant.

The pile of clothes was like a fuse, igniting Lily's anger that had been building up all day.

"Hey, why hasn't she taken away her clothes yet?" Lily put her bag in the entrance hall with uncontrollable dissatisfaction in her tone.

"She said she was too tired and is still sleeping now. She will clean up tomorrow." Li Ming poked his head out of the room and responded cautiously.

"I'm going to have a serious talk with this little girl tomorrow. We need to have basic living etiquette in a shared apartment - um..."

Lily was in a bad mood and talked more than usual. But before he could finish the sentence of "life etiquette", he was kissed by Li Ming.

Li Ming wanted to comfort her. He knew that Lily liked to chatter when things didn't go his way, so instead of letting her get more and more angry, it would be better to use this intimate way to stop the conversation. This is a tacit understanding developed over many years of dating.

But this time, Li Ming had more than just comfort in his heart.

Just a few hours ago, he was kneeling at the door of the girl next door, burying his face in her high heels, licking and sniffing her passionately, and making a humble vow to be a slave with his girlfriend. The clarity after ejaculation had long since faded, and now he was holding his beloved girlfriend in his arms. Instead of subduing the undercurrent of sin, it was like cold water dripping into boiling oil, crackling in his chest.

"Hmm...hmm..." Lily liked kissing very much, and the anger she had just had was dissipated by this sudden tenderness. She threw away the bag that was still slung on her shoulder, hugged Li Ming tightly, and took the initiative to entangle her tongue with him.

"Hmm...ah..." Lily's hand reached down and she couldn't help but screamed, "It's just a kiss, why are you so hard?"

Of course she wouldn't know that the real reason why her boyfriend's cock was erect at this moment was because he realized that he had just licked another woman's shoes and turned around to kiss his girlfriend so passionately. It was a shuddering pleasure that only the person involved could understand, the superposition of double betrayal.

Lily felt very angry today, and she was already upset when she saw her clothes were not put away when she came home. But once her lips and teeth got entangled with Li Ming, that feeling of annoyance unexpectedly changed direction. As soon as her thoughts changed, she suddenly thought of all the grievances she had accumulated during the day. She raised her eyebrows and reached out to hold Li Ming's shoulders. There was a "queen" look in her eyes that Li Ming was all too familiar with:

"Since you are so energetic... then please serve me well and drive away all the bad luck today, do you hear me?"

Li Ming's throat rolled, and he nodded almost impatiently. He stepped away from his girlfriend's arms, took off his clothes in a few times, and consciously knelt on the carpet beside the bed.

Ever since Lily confirmed Li Ming's M sexual fetish, the "sex" between the two has always been like this. Lily used the girly skills she learned from the Internet bit by bit on Li Ming; and in the process, she also gradually figured out her boyfriend's weakness - Li Ming had an unusual sense of shame about "being unable to penetrate his girlfriend smoothly". So whenever he was in a good mood, Lily always liked to use this point to humiliate him, and it always worked.

This night was no exception.

Lily sat down on the edge of the bed. In order to meet a client today, she specially wore a pair of shallow, low-heeled leather shoes. At this moment, she crossed her legs and the toes of her shoes moved up and down with the swing of her ankles, just inches in front of the tip of Li Ming's nose.

"Take off your shoes for me first. I'm wearing them today. I've lost my smile all day for a useless man like you."

"Yes...Thank you Queen Lily for giving me the opportunity to serve..." Li Ming held his girlfriend's ankles with both hands and carefully took off his leather shoes, revealing a pair of feet covered with light-colored stockings. After running around all day, a faint smell of moisture came out. The smell penetrated into his nose, and Li Ming's lower abdomen immediately tightened again.

(It tastes different from Tianai's feet...)

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Li Ming hurriedly put it out in his mind as if he had been burned. But the more he tried to extinguish it, the clearer the scent of his feet that remained in the pair of bright red high heels during the day surged up. It overlapped with the scent of his girlfriend in front of him, making him dizzy. He couldn't tell whether he was serving Lily or using Lily's feet to savor the scent of another woman.

"Why are you so dazed?" Lily rubbed Li Ming's face gently with her stocking-wrapped toes, "Do you dislike other people's foot odor?"

"No, no!" As if he wanted to prove something, Li Ming hurriedly came forward, took his girlfriend's toes in his mouth, and licked and sucked them through a thin layer of stockings. "Queen Lily's feet... are the best smelling in the world... I can't live without them..."

"Slick tongue." Lily complained, her soles of her feet were itchy after being licked, but her voice softened. Her other foot was not idle either. The instep of her foot was pressed against Li Ming's already irritated lower body, and she was rubbing it up and down slowly. "Tsk, it's harder than usual today... I haven't even done anything yet, and it's already like this."

Li Ming was touched and his face felt hot. Naturally, he didn't dare to say that his unusual sensitivity tonight was mostly due to the secret licking he had with his girlfriend during the day. But the unspeakable shame turned into a more turbulent pleasure, forcing him to bury his face lower, licking his tongue along the instep of his girlfriend all the way to her ankles, greedily sucking clean the moisture from the stockings.

"I said, A Ming." Lily suddenly remembered something and looked down at Cheng Huan's boyfriend at her feet, with a hint of jealousy in her tone, "You didn't say a few words to the female tenant named Yang during the day, right?"

Li Ming's action of licking his feet paused almost imperceptibly.

"No, no..." He put his face against the soles of his girlfriend's feet and responded vaguely, but his heartbeat was inexplicably faster. "Just... I just met and said hello... Queen Lily is the most beautiful... I can only see you in my small eyes..."

"Humph, I guess you're sensible." Lily was coaxed by these words, but the force on her feet increased a little more, and her heels pressed against Li Ming's scrotum and she gently pressed, "I'm warning you, the kind of slut who wears three-point sexy underwear is the best at seducing men. If you dare to have any evil thoughts towards her-"

"I don't dare! I don't dare!" Li Ming hurriedly kowtowed, and his panicked look was mostly true. The more guilty he felt, the more sincere he was, "The little one is a dog raised by Queen Lily. How can a dog dare to look at anyone other than its owner..."

"That's pretty much it."

Lily was already depressed, and tonight she wanted to make amends with her boyfriend more than usual. She propped up her other foot and slowly ran over Li Ming's face with the sole of her foot, wiping it from his forehead to his chin, as if wiping something dirty with a rag.

"Today, that old guy embarrassed me in front of the whole team..." She ground her as if to vent her anger, and whispered in a low voice, "I am a great supervisor, but he squeezed me so much that I couldn't even reply. But what about when I get home? When I get home, there is a dog like you, obediently kneeling down and licking my feet - do you think I should thank him for letting me come back so happily?"

"Yes...thank you...thank him for allowing the queen to teach the little one a lesson..." Li Ming didn't understand, but instinctively followed his girlfriend's words and embraced him. He stuck out his tongue and licked it along Lily's soles, even the salty bits of sweat between the toes, and carefully sucked them clean.

The smell penetrated into his nostrils, but uncontrollably, the scent of younger and more proud feet that remained in Tian Ai's pair of bright red heels came to mind in his mind. The two smells overlapped and entangled in his consciousness, and he couldn't tell whether what he was licking at the moment was his girlfriend's feet or the shadow of another woman. This secret confusion made him lick harder and harder, as if he could swallow those unwanted thoughts into his stomach along with his saliva as long as he pressed hard enough.

The words "raised dog", coupled with the seemingly invisible torture at his girlfriend's feet, and the hot secret he kept from her in his heart, the three pleasures were twisted together and finally pushed Li Ming to the edge. He pinched the short cock with three fingers and fucked it randomly - if he held it with one hand, the glans would be too small to be exposed, making it difficult to masturbate smoothly - he raised his head in estrus:

"Queen Lily...little one, little one is about to cum again...I'm sorry, a man with a small dick is useless, I can't even hold it for two minutes...I'm sorry..."

"It's really worthless." Lily looked at him condescendingly, with a look that was half disgusting and half mocking. It was exactly the scene that Li Ming had repeatedly described in his midnight dreams for more than ten years. He knew clearly that it was just a role play in the game, but he felt the real pleasure of being despised by his girlfriend. He couldn't bear it any longer, and pressed his face against his girlfriend's instep as they rubbed her madly. The milky white liquid gurgled down between his fingers and splashed on the carpet.

"A Ming is so useless~ He cums faster every time." Lily smiled and pulled back her foot, rubbed Li Ming's face lightly, and wiped the remaining fluid on his cheek. Her gesture was full of a complex mixture of pampering and disdain.

The pleasure of ejaculation has not faded away, but a familiar emptiness quietly creeps into my heart.

Li Ming collapsed on the ground and gasped. In a daze, what came to his mind was not all his girlfriend's face, but also the careless and condescending smile of the 21-year-old girl during the day. He hurriedly got up and handed his girlfriend tissues and water for her feet. By being busy, he wiped away those unwanted thoughts and the stains on the floor.

That night, Lily rested her head on Li Ming's arm and talked about the troubles in the company for half the night. Li Ming listened quietly, chiming in from time to time, acting like a considerate boyfriend. It wasn't until Lily's resentment was almost vented that the conversation returned to the pile of clothes and she added angrily:

"Tomorrow I have to make clear the rules with that Yang Tianai. A college student who is still studying rents a house and makes such a fuss - clothes are scattered all over the living room, and she doesn't know how to clean the bathroom... Sharing a house requires a first-come, first-served basis and basic courtesy. If she is allowed to continue like this, will she be able to do it in the future?"

"Well... you're right..." Li Ming echoed vaguely in the darkness, but his heart was inexplicably agitated.

He recalled Tian Ai's calm and anti-customer demeanor during the day, and recalled his ugly appearance of kneeling at her door and licking her high heels. He actually had an indescribable premonition: Tomorrow's "rule setting" may not go as Lily imagined. But this premonition was too ridiculous, and he quickly suppressed it. In his simple understanding, no matter how gentle his girlfriend is, she is still an adult woman who takes charge of her role in the workplace; what kind of romance can a mere girl in her early twenties do?

The next day was Tuesday, and Lily had the day off at home.

Li Ming held the morning meeting as usual and after assigning tasks to the team members, he huddled in the bedroom and pretended to be busy, but in fact he kept his ears open and paid attention to the movements in the living room. He was not only hoping that Lily would vent his anger on his behalf and "suppress" the girl who had disturbed his mind, but he was also vaguely afraid that Tian Ai would reveal the scandal about him yesterday in front of Lily. This contradictory torment continued to torture him until about ten o'clock in the morning.

Yang Tianai slept until he woke up naturally, walked into the living room with his slippers on, and looked at the pile of his clothes on the sofa without even frowning.

"Morning." Lily had been waiting in the living room for a long time. When she saw her coming out, she greeted her calmly, but her tone was tense, "Isn't Tian Ai right? Just in time, I have a few words that I want to tell you."

"Huh?" Tian Ai yawned and lazily sat down on the sofa opposite Lily. Her short hair was a little disheveled from sleep, but her natural arrogance did not diminish at all. "Sister Lily, please speak directly."

"Nothing else, just..." Lily pointed to the pile of clothes, trying her best to sound calm without losing her stance, "If you live in a shared house, it must look like a shared house. Your clothes have been left in the common living room for several days, which is somewhat inconvenient. There is also a bathroom, the four of us share one. It is best to say hello in advance when entering and exiting, and clean up after use - these are basic living etiquette, don't you think so?"

Lily rehearsed these words in her mind several times last night, feeling that they were coherent and well-founded, and she expected that the other party would have to apologize.

Who knows that Tian Ai just burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Sister Lily, did you make a mistake?" She leaned back on the sofa and slowly changed the direction of her long legs. "My boyfriend and I moved into this villa first. To be honest, you are the co-tenants later. Why is it that you are here to set the rules for me?"

Lily was stunned, not expecting the other party to have such an attitude: "First come, first served, first come, first served, but we always have to take care of each other in public spaces..."

"Besides," Tian Ai interrupted slowly before she could finish, "When the landlord, Sister Wu, recruited you guys, she specifically said hello to my boyfriend, saying that the new arrivals were a white-collar couple who were 'easy to talk to' and asked us to be more considerate. I was thinking that everyone would look up and see each other, and as for the clothes, it wouldn't bother anyone to pick them up two days late, so I didn't take it to heart - I didn't expect Sister Lily to be so serious."

"The landlord... said hello to your boyfriend?" Lily keenly caught the strangeness in this sentence, "Why did you say hello to your boyfriend and not you?"

A smile flashed across Tian Ai's eyes so quickly that Lily thought she had seen it wrong.

"Because I always listen to my boyfriend about things in this house." She said it matter-of-factly, as if she was stating a truth that is natural. "I even report to him exactly where I go every day, what time I come home, and who I meet. Why, doesn't Sister Lily have this habit?"

Lily choked heavily at these words. She subconsciously wanted to refute, "How can a woman report everything to a man?" But as she spoke, she felt that arguing about this in front of a junior would seem petty, and she didn't know how to respond.

At that moment, a strange feeling of disobedience flashed through Lily's heart - the sharp-tongued and unwilling girl in front of her had an almost resigned expression when she mentioned "reporting to her boyfriend". These two faces overlapped together, it looked awkward. But this violation was fleeting, and before she could think about it, Tian Ai calmly led her away.

"Speaking of which," Tian Ai changed the topic, and her charming eyes turned around Lily's face with a half-smile, "Sister Lily seems to be paying close attention to Sister Wu? When I saw her yesterday, I was so excited that I couldn't speak clearly."

Mentioning Hanxue, Lily's expression softened as expected: "...Teacher Snow is a very influential person. I have been following her for several years. The articles she wrote, encouraging women to be independent and self-respecting, have been of great help to me."

"That's right." Tian Ai protracted his voice meaningfully, with a smile on his lips that Lily couldn't understand. "Then Sister Lily must learn from Sister Wu. Independence, self-esteem... these are all college questions. Once you learn, there will be many places for you to use in the future."

Lily didn't understand the implication of these words, so she just thought that the other person was complimenting her idol, and her tense expression couldn't help but relax a little. At this moment, the aggressive "setting up the rules" just now, unknowingly deviated from the course.

Tian Ai was not in a hurry to end it. She looked at Lily again, looking from her tired brows to her meticulous professional attire, and suddenly spoke with a half-smile:

"Sister Baihe, you are... twenty-five years old this year, right? You look a little more tired than your actual age."

"...It's okay." Lily was stunned by this meaningless sentence.

"I just think that your life is too tight." Tian Ai held her chin and said slowly, "You have to be strong in everything and shoulder everything by yourself. Even for small things like renting together, you have to personally set the rules. But have you ever thought about it - why do women live so tiringly? Sometimes, it is easier to hand yourself over and let a truly reliable person make decisions and carry the burden for you. Don't you think so?"

These words are somewhat consistent with some vague meanings in Teacher Snow's article. Lily couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party was scolding her or teasing her. She opened her mouth, but couldn't refute a word.

"Of course, I just said it casually." Tian Ai stopped when she saw that it was good, but the smile on the corner of her lips deepened, "Sister Baihe, don't take it to heart."

"Anyway," Tian Ai saw that the heat was up, he stood up lazily, and looked down at Lily who was still sitting on the sofa, "I will put away the clothes in the afternoon, and we can just be considerate of each other about the bathroom. There is no need to set any 'rules'. It would be like a dormitory administrator, which would hurt the harmony. Sister Lily, don't you think so?"

This question clearly handed back the decision-making power, and it was a full-fledged gesture; but Lily, somehow, nodded and said "Yeah... yes".

It wasn't until Tianai returned to the room with her clothes and Lily was sitting alone in the empty living room that she finally realized what she was thinking: She was obviously here to ask for punishment, so why did she go around and around twice, but instead she seemed to have been taught a lesson by the other party, and in the end he kept saying yes?

There was nothing wrong with that feeling, but it was really depressing. It's like when you are playing chess, you clearly want to go first, but you are being led by the opponent's nose quietly. Every step you take is self-righteous, but when you come back to your senses, the whole game is in decline.

Lily returned to the bedroom angrily and told Li Ming about this "defeat" in detail. The more she talked about it, the angrier she became:

"Are you angry? That girl is really smart with her mouth. I am a project manager, but I can't talk to a college student... Also, she actually reports everything to her boyfriend, even where she goes and what time she comes home. What age is this? She is like a love brain!"

"Yes...it's quite strange." Li Ming agreed, but there were strange ripples in his heart.

The girl who explained herself so thoroughly and obeyed her boyfriend's words, and the girl who saw through it yesterday and humiliated him so much that he didn't dare to look up, were actually the same person - the contrast between them was like a tiny thorn, piercing into a secret corner of his heart. He even thought of Tian Ai's words, "I listen to my boyfriend about everything in this house." He couldn't help but secretly speculate: Who is this male tenant he has never met before, who can make such a proud girl willingly lower herself to the dust for him?

Once this idea arises, I can't help it. Li Ming was even secretly looking forward to that man's return, something he was ashamed to admit.

But this expectation, together with the scandal of kneeling at Tianai's door yesterday, are secrets that he must not let Lily know. Li Ming suddenly realized that he was slipping step by step into a dangerous double life - during the day, he was Lily's considerate and reliable boyfriend and the uncompromising leader of the group; at night, he became a foot slave kneeling and licking the high heels of a strange girl. The gap between these two faces is quietly widening day by day. Not only did he not feel much fear, but in the deepest part of the crack, he smelled an almost sweet rotten smell that made him shudder. He knew better than anyone else that sooner or later he would fall in along that crack; but at that time, he thought it would be the pair of bright red high heels that would drag him down - but he never imagined that what was really waiting on the other side of the crack was a man and the woman on his pillow that he was about to lose.

Lily naturally couldn't read the fleeting look on her boyfriend's face. She just regarded this as a harmless quarrel. If she lost, she would lose. She should learn from it and stay away from the man named Yang in the future.

She would not have thought that from the first day she stepped into this villa, the invisible net had quietly opened; nor would she have thought that the embarrassment that she had been losing every time she tried to argue her case today was not because of a lack of eloquence, but because the girl opposite had no intention of reasoning with her from the beginning - what she wanted was to make Lily accustomed to bowing her head in the "self-righteous" concessions.

Today's seemingly ordinary "code battle" is just the first thread thrown by the opponent to test the quality of the prey before closing the net.

Chapter 3 The Arrival of the Male Tenant

In the next few days, Li Ming lived a little absent-mindedly.

The more a person deliberately avoids something, the more closely that thing will follow him. Ever since that night, the thought of "looking forward to the male tenant's return" had arisen in his heart, and it was difficult for Li Ming to get rid of it. During video conferences during the day, he would suddenly become distracted and stare at his dull face in the camera for a while; when reviewing code for team members, his eyes would often slip out of the screen and drift towards the closed door at the other end of the corridor.

He couldn't even tell what he was expecting. According to common sense, it is ridiculous for a married man to miss the boyfriend of his roommate for no reason. But that longing was firmly entrenched in his chest, sometimes turning into a secret excitement, sometimes turning into unfounded fear.

(What kind of person is a man who can make Yang Tian love such an arrogant girl, report everything to him, and be humble to him...?)

This question is like the dizziness you feel when you stand on the edge of the diving platform and look down for the first time. It is both tempting and makes you weak in the legs.

In the past few days, he had dug out the old resources of "couple slaves" and "couple slaves" on Pixiv several times, and masturbated to the blurry, condescending back of the male S in the illustration, but his mind always unconsciously replaced the back with an unclear outline - tall, calm, and uncompromising. Every time he realized this, Li Ming would break into a cold sweat and hurriedly close the page, telling himself that he was just curious, just curious. But that bit of "curiosity" is like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, causing ripples that linger for a long time.

During those nights, Li Ming always had to wait for Lily to sleep soundly before he dared to open his eyes in the dark and prick up his ears to catch the movement at the other end of the corridor.

Once, at about two o'clock in the morning, he quietly went to the living room to pour some water on the pretext of being thirsty. On the way back, by some strange coincidence, he stopped in front of Tianai's closed door. There was no light in the crack of the door, and it was quiet inside. But Li Ming felt like he was nailed to the spot, his heart was pounding, and all kinds of unbearable images were surging in his mind - how would that man who had never met him dominate the girl who was showing off his teeth during the day when he moved in?

He even squatted down slowly, with the tip of his nose almost touching the crack of the door, trying to smell the lingering breath inside. It wasn't until the wall clock in the living room rang a "ding" that he woke up as if from a dream, broke out in a cold sweat, and fled back to the room almost crawling.

Lying back next to Lily, Li Ming's lower body was so hard that it ached, and his palms were all sweaty. He looked at the ceiling, and for the first time he clearly realized that his "curiosity" about the man he had not yet met had already crossed the ordinary boundaries and turned into something almost longing that even he did not dare to look directly at.

According to what Tian Ai said the first day, she would move in permanently during the summer vacation, and her boyfriend, who was "very busy and not always around", would probably be coming back in the next few days. Li Ming rehearsed in his mind how to remain calm when meeting, and at the same time he was secretly ashamed of the exercise itself - he was clearly just an ordinary co-tenant, why should he be so nervous about the arrival of another man?

The turnaround came on Thursday.

Early that morning, Li Ming noticed that the atmosphere in the living room was somewhat different.

Yang Tianai, who usually slept until about three o'clock in the morning, got up very early this day. When Li Ming went to the kitchen to get water, he caught a glimpse of her carefully tracing her eyebrows in front of the full-length mirror in the entrance hall. She changed out of her lazy sweatshirt and put on a well-tailored dress, revealing most of her fair back. There were newly bought flowers on the coffee table, and the entire living room was kept spotless by her - even the pile of clothes that had been put away for several days was nowhere to be seen.

What was even more abnormal was her demeanor. The girl who was eloquent and calm in front of Lily was actually looking at the mirror at the moment, showing a sense of excitement and nervousness that could not be hidden, and the hand that stroked her eyebrows was a little more solemn than usual.

"Good morning, Li Ming." Tian Ai saw him in the mirror, and her tone was much softer than before.

"Morning...morning." Li Ming responded, but the hand holding the water glass froze in mid-air.

He recognized this look. That is the brilliance that a woman will have when she is about to meet her sweetheart, shining from the inside out.

(That man... is coming back.)

That whole morning, Tianai's door opened and closed, and from time to time the buzz of a hair dryer and the smell of perfume came out. Li Ming pricked his ears and took in these sounds one by one. The more he listened, the faster his heart beat.

In the afternoon, Tian Ai went out and came back with large and small bags - fresh ingredients and a bottle of red wine that didn't look cheap. She put on her apron and started working in the open kitchen. Her virtuous look was completely different from the way she bossed Lily around in the morning. Li Ming excused himself to get water and stood at the door of the kitchen for a moment. Looking at her back humming and chopping vegetables, the indescribable emotions in his heart surged a little more.

"Brother Ye comes back tonight. Do you... want to have dinner together?" Tian Ai asked without looking back, with a rare polite tone.

"Ah, no, no need," Li Ming waved his hands hurriedly, "You two have a good time together, and we won't disturb you."

He declined, but felt inexplicably a little disappointed and a little lucky in his heart - he longed to see the man up close, but he was also afraid that someone would notice the strangeness about him that he couldn't hide at the dinner table.

Back in the room, Li Ming faced the computer screen and couldn't read a word. He accidentally clicked on Pixiv again, but for the first time, he had no desire to masturbate at all. He just stared blankly at those familiar illustrations, thinking over and over in his mind, "That man will be back soon."

Throughout the day, Li Ming was in a strange sense of suspension. Several times he wanted to find an excuse to go out and hide, but several times he suppressed it - he was both afraid of seeing her and wanted to see her more than anyone else. He couldn't even taste his lunch. He wandered off several times during the meeting and only came back to his senses when his team members called his name. This contradictory suffering lasted until six o'clock in the evening.

The door lock beeped softly.

Li Ming was sitting on the sofa in the living room, pretending to look at his phone. When he heard the sound, his whole body tensed up. He heard a steady sound of footsteps coming from the entrance, neither fast nor slow, every step seemed to step on his heartbeat.

"Brother Ye!"

Almost at the same moment, Yang Tianai flew out of the room like a cheerful bird. Her arrogant and reserved appearance disappeared. She rushed in front of the visitor, squatted down obediently, and stretched out her hand to untie his shoelaces.

"Have you had a hard journey? I'll get you some water. Oh, yes, I didn't go anywhere today. I was just waiting for you at home - I talked a few words with the new co-tenants in the morning, and I have been cleaning up the house in the afternoon. You see, I have cleaned everything..."

He spoke quickly and urgently, just like a child who wanted to take credit, and reported everything about the day's whereabouts. Li Ming listened and felt his scalp numb - where was the same sharp-tongued queen who had made Lily speechless in the morning? It was clearly a puppy wagging its tail, waiting for its owner to pet its head.

The contrast in his memory was vividly before his eyes at this moment: it turned out that a woman could switch between two identities so completely and naturally. And what made her willing to do this was the man who didn't even bother to untie his own shoelaces at this moment, and was peacefully being served by her.

Li Ming slowly raised his head.

The person was about thirty years old, nearly a head taller than Li Ming, with broad shoulders. An ordinary dark T-shirt was fully stretched, and the muscular lines underneath were vaguely visible. His face was not very handsome, but there was a calm demeanor between his brows that he had lived above others for a long time and spoke his mind. He casually handed the briefcase to Tian Ai who was squatting at his feet, and his eyes scanned the living room, finally landing on Li Ming on the sofa.

That look was not harsh, it could even be called peaceful. But for some reason, when Li Ming was touched by this gaze, it felt like an invisible hand was pressing his shoulders, and he subconsciously stood up from the sofa.

"Are you the new one here?" the man said, his voice low.

"Ah...yes, yes." Li Ming stepped forward to greet me with a flattering smile on his face. "My name is Li Ming. I moved in with my girlfriend a few days ago. Please take good care of me from now on... from now on."

He held out his hand.

The man did not shake it immediately, but just lowered his eyes to look at his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at his face. There was an almost leisurely look in his eyes, as if he was weighing an item that had just been put on the shelf. The pause of just a few seconds made Li Ming almost retract his hand in mid-air in embarrassment. It wasn't until his back began to sweat that the man slowly stretched out his right hand and gave him a gentle shake.

The hand was dry, warm, and firm. The moment he held it, Li Ming clearly felt the illusion of being completely wrapped and easily handled. The other party didn't use any force, but the thickness and certainty from that palm seemed to be silently declaring some kind of undoubted superiority. Li Ming's throat couldn't help but roll.

"Zhou Ye." The man only announced his name and then let go of his hand, as if every additional word was a waste.

Zhou Ye... Li Ming recited the name silently in his heart. He remembered that Tian Ai had said that this man worked in a security company, and he had previously secretly speculated that the man was just a soft-boiled security guard. But now that she was actually standing in front of him, none of those scornful thoughts came to her mind. How could a "security guard" have such an aura? This incongruity flashed through Li Ming's mind, but it failed to stop the awe that filled his bones.

"Brother Ye, please sit down first, the water is here." Tian Ai quickly put away his shoes, held a water glass in both hands and brought it to Zhou Ye, then naturally sat down on the main sofa next to him, leaning slightly sideways, like a vine climbing a tree trunk, even his eyes were glued to Zhou Ye and couldn't move away.

For the next moment, Li Ming could barely get a word in, so he could only observe the couple silently.

He noticed that when Tian Ai was in front of Zhou Ye, even his tone of voice changed - the usual arrogant and arrogant tone was gone, replaced by a cautious approach to please. She refilled Zhou Ye's water and peeled the fruit, and her every move was ironic, but her eyes were always looking at the other person's face timidly, as if she was always making sure that she was taking care of him. Zhou Ye made use of all this, but his expression was indifferent, and he was reluctant to give even a word of praise, as if he deserved all these attentiveness.

Occasionally, Tian Ai said something wrong, and Zhou Ye only needed to frown slightly, and she immediately fell silent and hurriedly tried to make up for it with a smile on her face. That kind of sensitivity, that kind of high alertness to a look or a tone of voice, Li Ming is all too familiar with - because that's exactly what he looked like when kneeling at Lily's feet.

(It turns out... Tian Ai is also an "M" in front of him...)

This discovery shocked Li Ming. He had always thought that Tian Ai was an out-and-out mistress; but now it seemed that in front of a man like Zhou Ye, no matter how proud the queen was, she would automatically and willingly humble herself. So, how terrifying is a man who can make even a queen surrender to him?

Thinking of this, Li Ming glanced at Zhou Ye secretly, and happened to catch him looking at him with a half-smile, as if his eyes could penetrate all the dirty thoughts in his heart. Li Ming shivered with fright and hurriedly lowered his head, his heart beating like a drum.

Zhou Ye took the water gratefully and casually leaned into the sofa, one long leg resting on the other's knee. With just such an ordinary sitting posture, the sofa that was originally a public space had an inexplicable sense of "taking the lead" - it made Li Ming standing aside look like a servant waiting for orders.

Li Ming's eyes accidentally fell on the pair of leather shoes Zhou Ye had placed on the carpet.

It was a pair of semi-worn black leather shoes. He recognized it - on the first day of moving in, it was these shoes that Lily had assigned to place in the entrance hall. At that time, Li Ming was half-kneeling on the ground to straighten the toe of his shoe, and he was still angry: He was also a tenant, why should I straighten his shoes like a servant? She even said angrily that when the man came back, she would take off her shoes at the door of his room and let him have a taste of it.

But now the owner of the shoe is sitting in front of him, and the hard bone that was filled with anger just now has been shattered into pieces. Not only could Li Ming not feel dissatisfied, but when Zhou Ye casually kicked off his shoe and placed the toe of the shoe crookedly across the carpet, a thought came to his mind that even shocked him -

(Would you like to straighten the shoes for Brother Ye?)

This thought is so natural, as natural as breathing. Li Ming's knees even softened slightly and he almost squatted down. He suddenly woke up and hurriedly looked away, a thin layer of sweat forming on his back. He warned himself repeatedly in his mind: You are a tenant who comes to greet people, not a servant, not a dog - but that warning voice seemed so pale and weak in front of Zhou Ye's calm aura.

"Why, what are you standing for?" Zhou Ye glanced at him and said in a casual tone, but with a weight that could not be violated, "Sit down."

"Oh...Okay, okay." Li Ming seemed to have received a pardon and hurriedly sat down on the sofa at the bottom, but he only dared to sit next to the edge, with his back straight, like a job applicant for an interview.

At that moment, he realized belatedly: In the house he rented with money, he had to wait for another man to speak before he dared to sit down.

Zhou Ye doesn't talk much. He asked a few innocuous questions - what he did for a living, where he was from, and whether he was used to living there. Li Ming answered with great effort, wanting to explain clearly to all three generations of his ancestors, lest the other party would be dissatisfied. Whenever Zhou Ye said "um" or nodded noncommittally, Li Ming felt inexplicably relieved, as if he had received some great recognition; and whenever Zhou Ye fell silent and just looked at him with a half-smile, Li Ming was on pins and needles again, racking his brains to find something to say to fill the suffocating void.

Just as he was talking, Zhou Ye suddenly put the empty water glass on the coffee table and casually raised his chin in the direction of Li Ming: "Water."

Li Ming was stunned for a moment and did not react.

"Pour water." Zhou Ye repeated, his tone was calm but unquestionable, as if he was instructing a servant who was supposed to obey orders.

At that moment, a voice in Li Ming's heart shouted: Why? I am a shared tenant, not your servant. But his body was much more honest than his mind - almost before he finished speaking, he stood up reflexively, took the cup, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

It wasn't until he turned on the water dispenser and watched the water filling the cup that Li Ming was shocked to realize how absurd his reaction was. He was a dignified project team leader, but he was turned around by the words "Pour water" without even a moment's hesitation. A feeling of humiliation mixed with fear surged into my heart; but at the same time, from the deepest part of that humiliation, a secret, tamed pleasure oozed out.

He held the water in front of Zhou Ye with both hands. Zhou Ye didn't even say "thank you" and only glanced at him lightly. There was no malice in his eyes, only a kind of natural and condescending indifference - as if it was only natural for Li Ming to pour him this glass of water.

Tian Ai watched this scene from the side, covered his lips and chuckled, the smile was full of understanding and amusement. Li Ming's face burned up, and when he sat back on the edge of the sofa, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

He had never experienced anything like this.

The conversation with Tian Ai relied on verbal pressure step by step; while Zhou Ye did almost nothing, just sat there, with the calm demeanor of a master patrolling his territory, which made Li Ming shrink from the bones. This is a kind of pure and unreasonable suppression - the "real man" that Li Ming has repeatedly fantasized about on Pixiv for more than ten years is now sitting across from him alive, breathing audibly.

(It turns out...this is what it feels like to be held down by a real man.)

The feeling was exactly the same as what he had imagined while masturbating at midnight. The pleasure in his imagination was now mixed with a lot of real fear. The two were intertwined, making him tremble more than pure pleasure.

During the stalemate, the bedroom door opened. When Lily came back from get off work, she heard something moving in the living room and walked out.

"A Ming, are you..." Halfway through her words, she saw Zhou Ye clearly on the sofa and was startled.

"Hello, I'm Tian Ai's boyfriend, Zhou Ye." Zhou Ye nodded slightly towards Lily, with no expression on his face, but his eyes swept over Lily very quickly - from her face, to her neck, to the faint figure under her dress. The gaze was so light that it was almost imperceptible, but like an appraiser scanning a collection to be appraised, classifying it into categories, making it clear to everyone.

Lily didn't notice this moment of scrutiny. Seeing that the other party had a calm demeanor and decent conversation, which was far from the "soft-fed security guard" she imagined, most of her grudge caused by the frustration during the day disappeared, and she politely returned the greeting: "Hello, hello, I'm Lily. I've heard that Tian Ai has a boyfriend for a long time, and today I can count on meeting him."

"Sister Baihe is very nice," Tian Ai snuggled into Zhou Ye's arms and interjected sweetly, looking at Li Ming with half-smiling eyes. "She just likes to follow rules. Brother Ye, you don't know, you came here to educate me this morning, saying that you should be polite when sharing a house."

"Oh?" Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows, but was not angry. Instead, he looked at Lily with interest, and then glanced at Li Ming beside her. A smile with unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's good to follow the rules. Someone should teach them."

These words sounded like agreement, but Li Ming felt a chill in them, as if there was another layer of meaning hidden under the word "rules" that he could not yet fathom.

"By the way," Zhou Ye seemed to suddenly remember, turning to ask Tian Ai, "landlord, is it still the same this month?"

"Well, Sister Wu said she would come over at the end of the month." Tian Ai answered obediently.

These few words were shocking to Li Ming's ears. Zhou Ye's matter-of-fact tone when he asked about the landlord made it seem as if the landlord should have reported Hanxue's matter to him. But what exactly this meant, Li Ming couldn't figure out for a while, and just thought it was an ordinary communication between the tenant and the landlord.

The few of them chatted for a while, then Zhou Ye hugged Tian Ai and stood up, saying that he had been running all the way and wanted to go back to his room to rest. Tian Ai held his arm and before entering the room, she did not forget to turn around and cast a meaningful look at Li Ming. The look in her eyes was a bit showy and a bit provocative, as if to say: You see, this is my man.

The door closed with a click.

The living room became quiet again, but Li Ming felt that his heart was beating harder than before. He looked down and found that at some point, his lower body had quietly hardened, pushing out a small piece of his crotch. He hurriedly put his coat on his legs for fear of being seen by Lily beside him.

"That Zhou Ye is quite polite." Lily sat down next to him and her tone became much more relaxed. "I thought he was some kind of rough guy, but I didn't expect him to be quite polite. That girl Tian Ai is very well-behaved in front of him, as if she has become a different person."

"Yes...yes." Li Ming responded vaguely.

"You said Tian Ai is such a beautiful girl, why did you fall in love with him?" Lily was still talking, with a woman's unique curiosity and comparison with another couple in her tone, "But then again, that Zhou Ye is a bit manly... A Ming, you have to work harder, don't let others compare."

It was just a casual joke, but when Li Ming heard it, his heart suddenly shrank.

"I...I know." He responded in a low voice, his palms starting to sweat again.

He didn't dare to tell Lily how much he had experienced in his heart in the past ten minutes. If the first encounter with Tian Ai was the first time the word "SM" broke into his reality from the virtual network; then today's meeting with Zhou Ye was a step further - for the first time in reality, he truly tasted the feeling of surrendering to a strong male.

What made him shudder the most was the fleeting but extremely clear thought: He wanted to kneel down and straighten the shoes for Zhou Ye.

It is no longer the humility at the feet of the queen across the screen in fantasy, but the desire to surrender to a living man that is close at hand, flesh and blood. What's more terrible is that this desire violently collides and tears with his self-proclaimed "straight man" identity and the machismo in his bones, which in turn creates a deeper shame and pleasure that he has never experienced before.

Li Ming knew that something was quietly pushed open tonight. He even had a vague premonition that sooner or later he would fall through that crack and never be able to climb out again.

But at this moment, he still didn't understand: his so-called "surrender" was not even a decent prey in Zhou Ye's eyes. The one who was really marked with a price by those appraiser-like eyes was the unaware Lily who just smiled politely.

Chapter 4 Emotional Mentor’s Tea Party

It’s the end of the month in a blink of an eye.

As agreed with the landlord when she moved in, the rent will not be transferred, and Hanxue will come to collect the cash in person every month. When Lily heard about this method for the first time, she felt it was a little inconvenient; but when she thought of being able to meet "Teacher Snow" whom she had admired for a long time, she not only no longer minded, but actually looked forward to it.

Rent collection is scheduled for Sunday afternoon. Early in the morning, Lily got busy - she polished the living room, went downstairs to buy a decent tea set, and even picked the expensive Mingqian Longjing tea. Li Ming saw this with a subtle feeling in his heart: his girlfriend was even more interested in meeting his idol than when she first welcomed him as her boyfriend to the door.

"Please tell me, is this one better or that one?" Lily changed three or four sets of clothes in the bedroom, and finally selected an elegant long skirt. She looked at it in the mirror, with a solemn look on her eyebrows. "Teacher Snow is so classy, but I can't let people think I'm sloppy."

"They all look good..." Li Ming said perfunctorily, but in his heart he remembered Hanxue's bare feet in pink and white sandals on the day he moved in. In the early summer afternoon, the smell of perfume, the slightly mature instep... the image flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly shook his head and suppressed the thought that he shouldn't have. But the more he pressed it, the clearer the idea became - he even began to vaguely look forward to whether he would have another chance today to take a close look at the landlord's feet.

Realizing that he was thinking about his girlfriend's idol's feet, Li Ming felt self-loathing again. Only then did he realize that since he licked his shoes at Tianai's door that night, his view of women seemed to have become more and more despicable and unbearable.

As noon approached, Lily became increasingly nervous. She washed the newly bought tea set three times and memorized the key points silently as if cramming over several of Han Xue's masterpieces on her phone, for fear of showing timidity when asked during the dinner.

"A Ming, tell me...Does Sister Wu think I'm too ordinary?" She suddenly asked uneasily, "I have seen so many outstanding girls..."

"No, you're fine." Li Ming put down what he was doing, walked over and put his arms around her shoulders, giving her rare conscientious comfort, "In my heart, you are the best."

Lily leaned in his arms, showing a rare hint of dependence on her little daughter. At that moment, Li Ming felt a sting in his heart - he knew better than anyone how hypocritical his "best" promise was. Just a few nights ago, he was kneeling at the door of another woman, licking her high heels, vowing in his heart to sacrifice the woman who trusted him in his arms as a slave.

The guilt flashed away, but it failed to suppress the increasingly turbulent undercurrent in his heart. He hugged Lily and smelled the light fragrance of her hair, but inopportunely, Hanxue's coral-colored toes came to mind.

At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang on time.

Hanxue is still dressed in neat professional attire today, with sunglasses pushed up on top of her hair, her long hair held loosely, and her gestures show the calm demeanor of someone who has lived for a long time, even more so than when she visited the house last time. She stepped into the entrance hall, her eyes swept across the brand-new living room, and a decent smile appeared on the corner of her lips:

"It's really clean. It looks like you guys are enjoying your stay here."

"Teacher Snow! Oh no, Sister Wu - please sit down quickly!" Lily stepped forward, her cheeks slightly red with excitement, and personally moved Hanxue to the main seat, then hurriedly went to make tea, "I have been following you for several years, and I have read almost every article you wrote... It's like a dream to be able to chat with you face to face like this today."

"Look what you said," Hanxue sat down on the sofa and put up her legs elegantly, with a pair of bare feet on sandals. The toes were painted with a light coral color. The white insteps glowed with a soft luster in the afternoon light, "Isn't he just a writer? How can he be so talented."

Li Ming stood aside with a cup of water, glanced at Hanxue's feet uncontrollably, and then quickly moved away, his back already a little stiff. He forced himself to stare at the floor, but the shadow of those coral-colored toes seemed to be burned into his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Young man," Hanxue said suddenly, frightening Li Ming, "please give me some more hot water? This tea is a bit cold."

"Hey, hey, okay!" Li Ming, as if he had been pardoned, hurriedly took the teacup she handed him and ran into the kitchen as if he was running away. While he was boiling the water, he realized that his heart was beating fast - when Han Xue was handing the cup, the well-maintained hand inadvertently brushed his fingertips, and the slightly cool touch made him shiver.

He came back with the refilled hot water, and when he bent down to serve it, his eyes slipped to Hanxue's bare feet again. Her coral-colored toes swayed slightly as she moved her legs, her ankles were slender, and her insteps were full, giving her a bit more of a mature woman's charm than Tian'ai's feet. Li Ming felt a wave of heat rushing down his lower body. He hurriedly straightened up and quietly pulled his shirt down by returning to his original position.

"Thank you." Hanxue glanced at him, her eyes swept over him, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

It was this look that made Li Ming feel cold all over his body. He clearly read something in that smile that was exactly the same as Tian Ai - insight. It was as if all his dirty thoughts were clearly visible in front of this woman.

(She... also noticed it?)

Li Ming hurriedly lowered his head, not even daring to express his anger, just hoping that this tea party would end soon. But he knew in his heart that his lapse in behavior just now might have been caught in the sight of this woman who has seen countless people.

Lily didn't realize it. She held the tea cup like a primary school student who finally met her idol. She talked about the various insights she had gained from reading Hanxue's articles in the past few years: "...especially the sentence you said, 'Women must learn to love themselves first,' had a great impact on me. I used to always like to accommodate others, but you made me understand that women must first live up to their own value."

"Well said." Hanxue nodded with a smile, but her eyes moved around Lily's face calmly, as if she was reading a familiar file, "But, understanding the truth is not enough. I think Lily, you are still too considerate of others in your heart - such a girl is the easiest to trap herself."

These few sentences seemed to hit Lily's heart accurately. She was startled, and her eyes were slightly hot: "Sister Wu, how could you tell it at a glance..."

"I've been in this business for a long time, and reading people is a basic skill." Hanxue lifted it lightly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but the conversation quietly changed, "Where is your boyfriend? Is he usually nice to you?"

This question made Lily look a little unnatural for a moment. She glanced at Li Ming subconsciously and said vaguely: "It's pretty good...but, um, there are some aspects..."

"Some aspects are not very satisfactory to you, are they?" Hanxue accepted it very smoothly, and her tone was gentle, as if she was speaking out her unspeakable feelings, "It doesn't matter, this kind of thing is too normal. It is natural for women to have their own needs, and there is no need to feel ashamed about it. How many women have been trapped to death by the word 'shame' throughout their lives."

Lily's face suddenly turned red to her ears. She never expected that the first in-depth conversation with her idol would lead to such an intimate level; but Hanxue's considerate and non-judgmental attitude gave her a sense of peace of mind that she was completely accepted, and she nodded unexpectedly.

"Actually," Hanxue put down the tea cup, leaned forward slightly, her voice was soft and intimate, as if she was imparting some secret that was not passed on. "The key to whether a woman is tired or happy is whether she has found someone who can make her 'completely relieved.' Giving yourself up is not weakness, but the greatest wisdom - don't you think?"

"Hand it over..." Lily murmured and repeated these three words, seeming to understand. She just felt that there was an indescribable magic in these words, which made her heart, which was too tight in the workplace and in the shared apartment, inexplicably relax.

Hanxue saw that the heat had arrived, so he took advantage of the situation and led another layer deeper.

"Let me tell you something about myself." She picked up the tea and her expression suddenly softened, with a hint of sincerity. "When I was young, I was exactly the same as you - very strong, fighting for the first place in everything, and swallowing any grievances myself. The same is true when it comes to love, I always want to be the one in control of the overall situation. , the result? I was exhausted, and the relationship didn’t go well. Later, I realized that women and men are different. If you insist on being strong, you are going against your nature. Only a woman who obeys her nature will be truly happy. "

"Submission..." Lily was once again seized by this strange and dangerous word, "But teacher, don't you always say in your articles that women should be independent and self-reliant?"

"There is no contradiction between independence and self-improvement and surrender." Hanxue smiled, and there was a deep meaning in that smile that Lily could not see through. "True strength is the ability to choose 'who to give oneself to.' How can a woman who doesn't even dare to 'surrender' talk about being independent? She has just been tied up by the four words 'dare not show weakness' for her whole life."

These words were specious, and there was some indescribable weirdness hidden in the logic, but Lily was so guarded at the moment that she felt every word was missing. She thought of how she had been trying to be tough in the company and in front of her boyfriend over the years, and how she had lived like a string stretched to its limit - Hanxue's words were like a gentle hand gently plucking the string, making her think for the first time, "It turns out I don't have to be so tired."

"Look, your eyes are bright." Hanxue looked at her with satisfaction, reached out and patted the back of her hand gently, "Take your time, sister will take care of you."

Lily was suffocated by the warmth, and the long-standing grievances in her heart were relieved. She secretly confided in a low voice:

"Actually... I have been with my boyfriend for several years. He is very nice and treats me well, but..." she paused, her face flushed with embarrassment, "It's just that... I've never been good at it. Sometimes I wonder if I'm not attractive enough... But sometimes I feel empty in my heart, like something is missing."

She had never said these words to anyone, not even to herself. But in front of Hanxue, the locked door of her heart seemed to be gently pried open by an invisible key.

"Silly boy, it's not your fault." Hanxue held her hand, her eyes full of pity, but in the depth of that pity, there was an imperceptible light, like a hunter's target, "The desire in a woman's body cannot be deceived. You just... haven't met the one who can really ignite you and truly conquer you. When you do, you will naturally understand what those 'empty' ones in the past are waiting for."

Lily seemed to understand, but her heart was warmed by these words, and her eyes became moist again. She just felt that the woman in front of her understood her better than anyone in the world - including Li Ming, who spent time with her day and night.

Li Ming listened with his heart beating wildly.

He could hear that Hanxue's words were like hooks, gently and deftly bringing the most secret dissatisfaction and longing in Lily's heart to the surface of the water little by little. But instead of being aware of it, Lily became more and more trusting and enamored of this "obedient" idol.

(Is Sister Wu... enlightening Lily? But why, I always feel like something is wrong...)

The feeling was exactly the same as when he watched Tian Ai turn around and take Lily in. It's just that Hanxue's methods are many times better than Tian'ai - she doesn't fight or grab, but just speaks softly, making people willingly open their hearts one by one, and even shed tears of gratitude to her.

After chatting for about half an hour, Hanxue suddenly seemed to remember something serious and said with a smile: "Just chatting. The rent..."

"Oh, yes, yes!" Lily woke up from a dream and hurriedly got up and went back to her room. She took out an envelope containing cash and offered it with both hands, "Please order."

Hanxue was not polite. She opened the envelope with her slender fingers, took out a thick wad of banknotes, and counted them slowly in front of the two of them. His movements were skillful and focused, and he was completely different from the graceful one when he was chatting and laughing just now. For a moment, Li Ming even felt that the glamorous emotional V in front of him looked like a meticulous accountant or a broker counting money.

"Well, just right." Hanxue put the money back into the envelope and put it properly into the bag. The smile on the corner of her lips faded a bit. There seemed to be something in that smile that was difficult for others to notice, like the end of some kind of routine.

At this moment, the door at the end of the corridor opened.

Zhou Ye put on his slippers and lazily walked out of the room. He probably heard some movement in the living room and came over to take a look. His gaze fell on Hanxue on the sofa.

"Sister Wu." He greeted lightly.

"...Mr. Zhou."

That's it.

Li Ming's heart skipped a beat.

The "Teacher Snow" who was talking and laughing calmly in front of Lily just now, the moment he saw the person clearly, his calm demeanor froze slightly. She was still sitting upright, still smiling, but in that smile, there was clearly a trace...a trace of something that Li Ming was very familiar with - something that he could see on his face when he looked in the mirror every day.

Hanxue stood up and exchanged pleasantries with Zhou Ye across the coffee table. They were nothing more than polite words such as "You should get used to living in the house." Looking at it from another perspective, this was just an ordinary encounter between the landlord and the tenant. But Li Ming is not someone else - he, who was so suppressed by Zhou Ye's aura just yesterday, seems to have had some kind of secret sense opened up at this moment, and he keenly captured that layer of dislocation:

It stands to reason that regardless of status, wealth or fame, Hanxue, the landlord with a villa and millions of fans, should surely surpass Zhou Ye, a "security guard" who works in a security company. But the scene in front of me, the invisible high and low, is clearly upside down. When Hanxue responded, her jaw slightly closed unconsciously, and her speaking speed was half a beat slower than before. Zhou Ye folded his arms and leaned at the entrance of the corridor. His posture was more like the owner sizing up his manager than the tenant facing the landlord.

What made Li Ming's heart even more chilling was that he clearly saw Hanxue licking her lower lip quickly and almost imperceptibly under Zhou Ye's sweeping gaze - it was a small action that was extremely nervous and yet she tried her best to restrain. How could a woman who could talk eloquently in front of millions of readers become so nervous in front of a "security guard"?

Li Ming's eyes were glued to Hanxue's composure profile. He saw that when Zhou Ye asked casually, "I'm still used to living here," Hanxue's answer actually contained a hint of submissiveness. The tone was as if a subordinate was reporting to his superior; he also saw that Zhou Ye never looked directly at her, but just accepted her response condescendingly and nonchalantly, as if everything was taken for granted.

This scene formed a chilling contrast with Hanxue's graceful and persuasive appearance in front of Lily a dozen minutes ago. The same woman, in front of a girl who admires her, is a "mentor" who is aloof and perfect in every sentence; but in front of this man, she becomes cautious and afraid of losing etiquette... What?

Li Ming didn't dare to think deeply about the answer that was about to come out.

After a few words, Zhou Ye waved his hands in disinterest and turned back to his room. Hanxue watched his back enter the door, and the quietly tense shoulder lines relaxed almost imperceptibly, as if some weight had been lifted.

"Okay, it's getting late, so I should go." She put on her decent smile again, turned to Lily, and took out a gold-gilded card from her bag, "By the way, Lily, I will have a small readers' salon next month. They are all motivated young girls. If you are free, come and sit down?"

"Really?!" Lily took the card with both hands, she was so flattered, "I, I will definitely go! Thank you Sister Wu!"

"Why are you so polite?" Hanxue stretched out her hand and straightened Lily's hanging hair in a very natural manner. The movement was as intimate as stroking a favorite object, "I think you are a good piece of material. It's a pity that a lot of your spiritual energy has been worn away by those useless dignity and face. Follow me, and I will ensure that you slowly live the way you want."

Before going out, Hanxue seemed to think of something again, leaned towards Lily's ear, and lowered her voice:

"One more thing, my sister would like to remind you - next time you come to the salon, take off your workplace 'armor'. In that circle, the more girls are willing to hand themselves over and show weakness, the more popular they will be and the more blessed they will be. Do you understand?"

"I...I understand." Lily nodded in understanding, but solemnly remembered these words in her heart, as if she had received a secret command to a new world.

Hanxue straightened up with satisfaction, and deep in the smile, there was a hint of certainty that the prey was about to be caught. Li Ming on the side shuddered for no reason as he smelled the cool and noble perfume that she left behind when she passed by. He couldn't tell whether he was moved by the fragrance or whether he felt a deep-seated uneasiness because of the two completely different faces of this woman just now.

Lily's heart was so coaxed by these words that she nodded repeatedly and personally sent Hanxue to the door. She didn't turn around reluctantly until the beautiful figure disappeared at the elevator entrance.

After the door was closed, Lily was still immersed in the ecstasy of meeting her idol and being invited to the salon. She held the card and looked over it over and over, wondering what to wear, as if she was on a cloud.

"Amin, Amin, you know, Sister Wu said that I am a 'good material'!" Lily held up the gold-gilded card in front of Li Ming like a treasure, her eyes bright astonishingly, "She also invited me to her private salon! That is a circle that many people can't get into... I must perform well, but I can't embarrass Sister Wu."

"Well...as long as you are happy." Li Ming forced a smile.

"I'm more than happy," Lily hugged the card as if she were holding some rare treasure, and her whole body was filled with a long-lost joy of recognition. "I feel like...I have found someone who can guide me. You don't know, after talking to Sister Wu, all the messy worries in my heart seemed to have an outlet at once."

Seeing his girlfriend in such high spirits, Li Ming should have been happy for her, but he couldn't be happy at all.

That "Mr. Zhou", that moment of stagnation, that drawn jaw, that quick little movement of licking lips - were like four thin needles piercing his heart, making him restless.

(Even someone like Sister Wu would do it in front of Zhou Ye...)

This idea was so shocking that Li Ming didn't even dare to let it take shape in his mind. How could an emotional influencer with millions of fans who promotes female independence and self-improvement bow to a "security guard"? This is unreasonable. He must have been used to being suppressed by Zhou Ye yesterday. He was suspicious and dazzled.

He convinced himself over and over again, but he couldn't pull out the thorn. He thought of Zhou Ye's natural words, "The landlord's side, this month will be the same as usual", and he also thought of Hanxue's broker-like expression when he was counting the money. A ridiculous and terrifying conjecture vaguely took shape in his mind, but he hurriedly extinguished it - no, it's impossible.

Li Ming would not know that he was not wrong this time.

What he didn't even expect was that the gold-gilt card that Lily regarded as a treasure and was about to lead her into the "Readers Salon" was not so much the favor of an idol as it was another gentle but deadly bait set by a hunter. And the net that was quietly opened a few years ago, specifically to collect "good materials" like lilies, is now tightening another inch inward with this happy answer.

Chapter 5 Fun Games in the Living Room

Entering the summer vacation, Yang Tianai moved to the villa to live permanently as she said.

Four people live under the same roof, and their lives seem to be peaceful. Zhou Ye is still very busy, not seeing anyone for three days, and most of the time he goes directly to his room when he comes back; Lily works during the day, and after get off work, she holds Hanxue's articles, or enthusiastically discusses what to wear at the readers' salon next month. Only Li Ming, who stays at home and works remotely all day long, never sees Tian Ai, who is also idle at home.

Ever since Tian Ai said "120% M" in the living room, Li Ming seemed to be suffering from some kind of heart disease. Not only was he afraid of being alone with Tian Ai, but he also vaguely expected the lazy figure of the twenty-one-year-old girl to appear in his field of vision every day when Lily was at work or out in the wild. It was an almost masochistic desire that he was ashamed to admit.

This longing was fed and teased bit by bit by Tian Ai, intentionally or unintentionally, in the shared life of living together day and night.

She seemed to be born knowing how to handle Li Ming. Sometimes, she would walk around the living room in a thin suspender nightgown, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and a vague spring light. However, when Li Ming took a peek, she would look back at him with a half-smile, making him run away in despair; sometimes, she would be naked. My feet were on the sofa watching the drama, and I put my white and tender feet high on the coffee table, and my toes curled up and down along with the plot. I knew that Li Ming's eyes were glued to it, but I didn't want to break it. I just let him sit on pins and needles aside, and he couldn't even change the document in his hand.

She also loves to boss him around. "Li Ming, pour me a glass of water" "Li Ming, the courier has arrived, go down and get it" "Li Ming, I can't unscrew the cap of this bottle" - every call was taken as a matter of course, and Li Ming complied with it time and time again, as if being able to run errands for her was a gift in itself. If Lily saw this, she would definitely call him "cheap"; but Li Ming knew in his heart that he was so mean that he couldn't straighten his back when he saw this young girl.

The most difficult thing was that one afternoon, Tianai asked Li Ming to help her pick up her mobile phone that had fallen into the crack of the sofa. Li Ming reached out to reach for it, but his fingertips inadvertently touched the instep of her feet. Just that warm and soft touch made him tremble as if he was electrocuted. He hurriedly retracted his hand, but the short thing was propped up in his crotch unsatisfactorily. Tian Ai took in all this and said nothing, just raised the corners of his lips and smiled meaningfully.

That smile seemed to say: I know what you want, and I also know that sooner or later you will be unable to bear it.

After the "touching feet" episode, Tian Ai's attitude toward Li Ming became a little more casual. She began to trim her toenails and apply nail polish unscrupulously in front of him. While applying it, she asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Li Ming, do you think this color is good-looking?" Li Ming was forced to get closer to look at the pair of jade feet, and said "good... looks good" dryly from his throat.

Once, after applying nail polish and waiting for it to dry, she lazily put her feet on the coffee table and suddenly waved to Li Ming: "Come here, blow it for me, and do it faster." Li Ming leaned over and blew on her toes, and the hot breath swept across her instep. Even he couldn't tell whether he was helping her dry the nail polish or getting close to the feet that fascinated him in disguise. Tian Ai looked at his possessed look and smiled without saying a word, but a clear calculation flashed in his eyes.

At that time, Li Ming thought that this was just some harmless ambiguity. He never imagined that these seemingly random flirtations were all steps carefully laid by Tian Ai, step by step, leading him to the hole that had been dug long ago.

And Li Ming is indeed becoming more and more difficult to restrain every day. During the night, he dreamed several times that he was kneeling at the feet of Tian Ai, being stepped on and humiliated by her. When he woke up, his underwear was always wet, but Lily beside him was still asleep without realizing it. Whenever this happens, the guilt for his girlfriend and the longing for the girl next door tangle together in his heart, gnawing at what little conscience he has left.

He knew that something would happen sooner or later if he continued like this, but he seemed to be bewitched by something and couldn't quit or avoid it. He even began to secretly look forward to the moment of complete collapse that would come sooner or later - but he didn't expect that moment to come so quickly.

And Tian Ai seems to have seen through his thoughts.

This morning, not long after Lily went out, Li Ming finished his morning meeting and was sitting on the sofa in the living room correcting a document. Tian Ai came out of the room wearing a loose nightgown and slippers, and sat down directly opposite him. She didn't say anything, she just crossed her legs and put a bare bare foot on the edge of the coffee table. She swayed her toes, just in Li Ming's line of sight.

Li Ming's eyes were glued to it uncontrollably, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

"What are you looking at?" Tian Ai suddenly spoke in a lazy tone.

"No, it's nothing... I'm modifying the document." Li Ming hurriedly moved his eyes back to the screen.

"That's right." Tian Ai smiled meaningfully and suddenly changed the topic, "Li Ming, let me ask you something. You have to be honest - have you ever touched my pair of red high heels?"

Li Ming's heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding the mouse froze instantly.

"I, I didn't..."

"No?" Tian Ai sat up leisurely, staring straight at him with her captivating eyes. "On the first day I moved in, I placed my shoes on the insole at the door of the room, with the toes facing in. But when I woke up that day, the toes of the shoes were facing out, and the insides of the shoes were still a little wet. I was puzzled at the time, but then I thought about it - oh, it turns out there is a co-tenant in the house who loves cleanliness."

Li Ming felt a surge of blood rushing to the top of his head, and his face turned red. He opened his mouth and wanted to quibble again, but when he saw God's all-seeing eyes, his poor courage melted away in an instant like snow meeting the scorching sun.

"I..."

"Kneel down and say it." Tian Ai suddenly stopped laughing. His voice was not high, but it carried an unquestionable strength. "Kneel down in front of me and tell me everything you did that day honestly."

These four words are like a spell. Li Ming felt that all the bones in his body were weak. His mind was still shouting "no", but his body had involuntarily slid off the sofa and knelt on the other side of the coffee table in front of the pair of bare feet.

Tian Ai looked down at the man with his knees at his feet and was not in a hurry to ask questions. She raised one corner of her mouth and looked at him slowly, as if admiring a recently acquired prey that she was quite satisfied with.

"Look at how you look like a bear." She chuckled, stretched out one foot, put the instep of her foot against Li Ming's chin, and forced him to raise his head. "In the morning, you were sitting there like a dog, editing documents, pretending to be a serious person. But with just one word from me, you knelt down obediently - tell me, have you been looking forward to this day for a long time?"

Li Ming was pressed against her chin by the foot and had nowhere to hide. He could only look up at her face full of teasing and control. His throat felt like there was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit out even a single word.

"Don't say anything? I'll take this as your acquiescence." Tian Ai smiled with satisfaction and gently pressed his chin with the instep of her foot, "Tell me what you did that day - don't miss a word."

"I... that day," he lowered his head, his voice trembling, "I smelled... the smell of your shoes. I couldn't hold it back, so I... knelt down and smelled it... and licked it... I'm sorry..."

"Tsk, tsk," Tian Ai looked down at the man at his feet, his eyes full of unabashed contempt, but the contempt was like a whip, hitting Li Ming's heart repeatedly, causing his lower body to become hard almost immediately, "A married man, carrying his girlfriend on his back, kneeling at the door of another woman to lick other women's shoes... Li Ming, you are really good at it."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Li Ming buried his head even lower, and there was a hint of secret pleasure after being exposed in his apology.

"What's the use of just saying sorry." Tian Ai moved the bare foot forward, and the toes almost touched Li Ming's lips, "You have licked the shoes, but you haven't served your feet yet? Now, in front of this lady, make up for it. Stick out your tongue."

Li Ming's throat rolled, and without any struggle, he stuck out his tongue, picked up Tian'ai's feet, and licked and kissed her insteps and toes devoutly. His feet, which had been stuck in slippers all morning, were carrying a faint moisture, and the smell penetrated his nose, making him more fascinated than the smell of shoes in his memory.

"Don't be so rigid with your tongue," Tian Ai frowned and gently flicked her toes between his lips and teeth, with the impatience of an owner training a pet, "Lick one by one, and don't let it fall between the toes - didn't you say that you like the smell of women's feet the most? Why, you can't bear to pay attention now?"

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Li Ming hurriedly stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked her toes one by one, religiously, and even the warm toes were carefully penetrated and sucked clean. Tian Ai was licked until the soles of her feet were itchy, and she hummed in comfort. She also put her other foot up, stepped on Li Ming's face gently, and pushed his face to the carpet aside.

"Do you know what's the difference between you and my 100% M ex-boyfriend?" Tian Ai looked down at him condescendingly, her tone full of amusement, "He at least knows that serving people is a delicate craft. You are stupid and impatient, like an untrained dog."

Being trampled on his face by a girl five years younger than him and being called a "country dog" at the same time, the humiliation overwhelmed Li Ming like a tide. But it happened that it was this humiliation that made him so hard that it hurt, and he licked harder and harder, as if he could get even a little bit of appreciation from this young mistress as long as he served her well enough.

"But..." Tian Ai paused and rubbed his toes on the tip of his nose, half-smiling but not smiling, "A native dog also has the advantages of a native dog - obedient and easy to teach."

"Hmm...you can serve me better than those useless high heels." Tian Ai narrowed her eyes comfortably and gently rubbed her toes in Li Ming's mouth, "Tell me, what are you?"

"I...I am a foot slave..." Li Ming held her toes in his mouth and vaguely revealed the identity that had been buried for more than ten years, "I am...the most despicable M who worships feet..."

"Louder."

"I'm a foot slave! I'm Miss Tian'ai's foot slave!" Li Ming seemed to be risking his life, loudly announcing his despicableness. The moment he said it, a sense of complete liberation swept through his body - this was something he had only dared to mutter to himself in front of the screen and fantasy in the middle of the night for more than ten years. Now, for the first time, he admitted it to a living mistress with flesh and blood.

"Foot slave...it looks like a foot slave." Tian Ai pulled her foot back, suddenly stretched it out, and tapped lightly on the carpet with the sole of her foot, "Crawl over here, like a dog. I want to see if you, a new native dog, crawl like a standard."

Li Ming's face turned red. But under the irresistible command, he crawled over in humiliation on his hands and knees, and lay down at Tian Ai's feet, raising his head and waiting for the next command, just like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.

"So good." Tian Ai smiled with satisfaction, stretched out her feet, and blocked his mouth again, "Remember this posture. From now on, as long as I look at you, you have to crawl over like this - do you understand?"

"Um...I understand..." Li Ming responded vaguely, holding her toes in his mouth. In this response, all his fantasies about a "real mistress" came true for the first time in more than ten years. He was so ashamed and so satisfied that he almost shed tears.

Tian Ai was toying with the estrous man at her feet, but she was making rapid calculations in her mind. This "local dog" was easier to train than she expected - with just a few words and a few kicks, a twenty-six-year-old man with a relatively successful career was tamed into a man lying on the ground wagging his tail and begging for mercy. If Brother Ye sees it, he will definitely be satisfied.

"By the way," she suddenly pulled her toes out of his mouth and looked at him with a half-smile, "Which one tastes better, licking my feet, rather than licking your girlfriend's feet?"

"T-Ms. Tianai's food is delicious..." Li Ming was lying on the ground, blushing at the vicious comparison, but somehow, he gave the most despicable answer. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was so ashamed that he had betrayed his girlfriend; but that shame strangely turned into a deeper pleasure, making his whole body hot.

Tian Ai looked at his ugly appearance in heat with satisfaction, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and slowly asked a question:

"What about your girlfriend? Does she know that you are such a virtuous person?"

Li Ming's movements froze.

"She...she knows that I am M," he hesitated, "but...but she doesn't know that I licked your shoes..."

"Oh?" Tian Ai became interested, "Then she usually... trains you like this?"

"Well...Lily," Li Ming lay at Tian Ai's feet, and secretly confessed his most secret thoughts, "She will pretend to be a queen and use her feet...to make me cum...but she is actually a M at heart...I have always fantasized about being able to work with her...to be a slave to the master..."

"Be a slave to the master..." Tian Ai repeated, picking his chin with her toes, "Then tell me, what kind of 'master' do you want? A mistress like me, or... a man who can hold both of you in the palm of his hand?"

"It's all okay..." Li Ming's heart was beating wildly when he was asked. The image that he had never dared to think about came to mind again. He didn't even notice it, and there was a bit of desire in his words, "As long as I can kneel with Lily...serve the powerful master...I, I am willing to do anything..."

He spoke incoherently, but every word came from his heart. Tian Ai listened quietly, the light in her eyes getting brighter and brighter - the answer she wanted, Li Ming had personally given: to this M couple, not only was the man a good material, but the seemingly stronger woman also had the same desire hidden in her bones. Packing them up and presenting them to Brother Ye, this credit...

As soon as the words came out, Li Ming himself was startled and hurriedly fell silent. But a gleam of light flashed across Tian Ai's eyes, with an expression like a hunter who heard the sound of his prey crashing into a trap.

"Let's be slaves together..." she prolonged her voice and repeated it meaningfully, the smile on her lips getting deeper, "What an interesting wish."

She didn't ask any more questions, just stuffed her foot into Li Ming's mouth again, and let him continue to serve her. She lazily leaned back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with a half-smile, as if thinking about something.

Li Ming was so overwhelmed by pleasure and shame that he didn't notice Tian Ai's expression at this moment. He only focused on licking it passionately, holding the short cock in his crotch with three fingers and rubbing it randomly. Not long after, he ejaculated at Tian'ai's feet without even taking off his pants, staining his underwear.

"You're so worthless, you can pee your pants even if you lick your feet." Tian Ai looked down at the mess at his feet, frowning, full of disgust, but his eyes showed a bit of pride in controlling everything.

She didn't get him up immediately.

"Look, the carpet is stained by you." She tapped the small stain on the carpet where Li Ming's ejaculation had left with her toes, "Lick it clean."

Li Ming was shocked and raised his head in disbelief.

"Why, you don't want to?" Tian Ai raised his eyebrows, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "A dog doesn't even dare to lick the dirty places it has made? Or do you want me to tell your girlfriend exactly what you licked your feet today?"

This threat instantly shattered Li Ming's last hesitation. He trembled and leaned down, facing his own piece of fishy filth on the carpet, and stuck out his tongue. The taste was fishy and astringent, so disgusting that he almost felt sick, but when he thought of Lily and his identity as a foot slave, he could only hold back and lick it clean bit by bit.

"That's good." Tian Ai smiled with satisfaction and put her feet in front of him again, "Take care of my lady's feet again. I can't just let it go if I get stained by the saliva of a bitch like you."

Li Ming followed his instructions and licked the feet that were stained with his own body fluids again, from the instep to the between the toes, devoutly. He didn't dare to stop until Tian Ai felt satisfied.

After a "game", Li Ming has completely become a dog that can be driven by others. He collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, with tears of humiliation hanging from the corners of his eyes, but his lower body was a clammy mess.

"Okay, go and clean yourself up." Tian Ai finally stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, suddenly seeming to have set some rules, "Also - from now on, as soon as Lily goes out every day, you come over and lick my feet. This is your duty as a dog, do you hear me?"

"Listen...I heard..." Li Ming lay on the ground and responded obediently. The remaining self-esteem in his heart was swallowed into his stomach along with the filth he had just licked.

"Remember, what happened today -" she suddenly came closer, her voice was very low, and she breathed softly into Li Ming's ear and said, "-don't let your girlfriend know. This is a little secret between the two of us."

That sentence "our little secret" was like an invisible brand that burned into Li Ming's heart. He shudders at this "collusion" with Tian Ai, but also feels uneasy about the deeper and deeper betrayal of Lily.

This "collusion" was like an invisible rope, entangling him, Tian Ai, and the shady undercurrents in this family more and more tightly. He clearly knew that from today on, there would be no turning back for him - he was no longer just a wretch who secretly licked shoes, but a legitimate foot slave, the first slave in this room to be officially included.

What's even more frightening is that he actually feels a secret sense of peace with the "establishment" of this identity. It seems that the humble self that has had nowhere to rest for many years has finally found its home this summer.

He thought of Tian Ai's words just now, "What kind of master do you want?" and also recalled the words he blurted out, "A man who can hold both of you in the palm of his hand," and his heart trembled. He clearly had a vague premonition of who the "master" Tian Ai was talking about would be.

After Tianai returned to the room, Li Ming slumped on the ground, looking at the mess on his crotch, feeling a familiar hollow feeling come over him again. This time, it was even worse than the time when he licked the shoes - he not only knelt down at the feet of another woman physically, but also personally handed over his girlfriend's privacy and the taboo wish of "being a slave together".

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have done something wrong and committed some irreparable mistake. But that uneasiness was quickly overshadowed by the aftertaste of the humiliation.

He would not know that the moment he said "Lily is also an M at heart" and "want to be a slave with her", Tian Ai had already found the next prey worthy of presenting to Zhou Ye.

And from that day on, the "game" that involved Lily was no longer just a fantasy that Li Ming dared not express aloud late at night.

Chapter 6 Seating in the Salon

While Li Ming fell inch by inch at home, Lily also embarked on a downhill road of her own - but neither of them knew at that time that the other was being quietly drawn in by the same net from different directions.

The "Readers Salon" Hanxue calls is scheduled for a Saturday afternoon in the middle of the month.

Lily had been preparing for this day for more than half a month. She rummaged through the wardrobe and specially bought a new skirt. She compared it again and again in the mirror, fearing that she would appear timid in front of her idols and those "motivated young girls". Before leaving the house, she silently read some of Hanxue's most famous articles on her phone, fearing that she would not be able to answer questions when asked during the dinner.

"I'm going to Mr. Snow's salon and won't be back until tonight." She put on her bag and said to Li Mingyang in the room.

"Well, be careful on the road." Li Ming's voice came from behind the door, muffled.

Lily didn't pay attention to her boyfriend's behavior these days. She was filled with excitement about meeting her idol, but she could never imagine what would happen behind the closed door as soon as she stepped out. She didn't know what Li Ming did behind her back, just as Li Ming had no way of knowing what she would experience in the next few hours. Two parallel tracks, each extending towards the abyss on this Saturday afternoon.

The salon is held in a private club on the top floor of an office building in the city center. The skyline of most of the city can be seen outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there is a sense of sophistication and sophistication everywhere that Lily can't usually achieve.

There were about a dozen girls who came, all well-dressed and well-spoken. As soon as Lily entered the door, she keenly smelled the subtle atmosphere in the air - this was by no means the kind of party she imagined where fans would enjoy themselves around their idols, but more like a small, hierarchical circle. Several women who were obviously "regular guests" crowded around Hanxue affectionately, and there was a condescending calmness in their conversation; while newcomers like Lily, who were coming back for the first time, were quietly pushed to the outside.

"Who is this...?" A woman called "Sister Lu" looked at Lily, her eyes sweeping from her new skirt to her shoes, with a polite but distant smile on her lips, "She looks very handsome."

"My name is Lily Lin, and I am Mr. Snow's... regular reader." Lily tried her best to sound calmer.

"Oh - old reader." Sister Lu protracted her tone meaningfully, exchanging tacit glances with the people around her, "What do you do for a living?"

"In a media company."

"The media company... is pretty good too." The understatement in that tone made Lily's face heat up inexplicably, as if the work she was proud of was nothing in the eyes of the other party. "Here, most of our sisters are their own bosses, or... well, someone cares for them. It's rare for someone like you to still work for others and work hard on your own. It's rare, rare."

A few sentences, hidden in the cotton wool. Lily didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, and felt a chill creeping up her spine. She looked around and found that the eyes of the glamorous girls looked at her with more or less a hint of scrutiny and contempt, as if she was a country girl who had mistakenly entered the fame fair.

She suddenly regretted how proud she was when she announced the three words "old reader" at the door.

Fortunately, Hanxue quickly noticed Lily who was a little cramped in the corner, and waved to her with a smile: "Lily, come and sit."

Lily felt like she was being pardoned and hurried over. But before she could sit firmly, Hanxue spoke to the girls in the room, half introducing and half commenting:

"This is Lily, the new one. She's a good girl, that's right -" She stretched out her slender fingers, lifted Lily's chin very naturally, and looked around. The gesture was intimate, but also had a casualness like inspecting the goods. "She's still a little too young, and she still can't let go in her bones. She always worries about 'what others think of me'. Such a girl is the most tiring, and the easiest to trap herself to death. You, please take care of her more."

The whole house chuckled.

Lily's face turned red. Being criticized by an idol in public should be exciting, but for some reason, hearing Hanxue's words actually made her feel as embarrassed as if she had been stripped naked and put on public display. She wanted to refute, but she felt that everything the idol said made sense; she wanted to agree, but it felt like there was a ball of cotton stuck in her throat. In the end, she could only blush and replied calmly, "...the teacher said it is true."

At that moment, Lily's position in this circle was quietly nailed to the bottom by this "comment".

Lily spent the next afternoon in a kind of faint torment.

She couldn't get a word in most of the topics the girls talked about; occasionally she mustered up the courage to say a few words, but she was always distracted and covered up without leaving a trace. She gradually learned to watch the words and emotions of the "Sisters", learned to keep silent and laugh in agreement when the "Sisters" spoke, and learned to use a more humble attitude in exchange for the reluctant acceptance of this circle.

She even discovered some quirky details.

During the dinner, there was a young girl who had always been silent. Her cell phone rang. She glanced at the screen, her expression suddenly changed, she stood up in a hurry, "asked" Hanxue in a low voice, and then quickly walked to the corner to answer the phone. When she came back, the girl's cheeks were red, her eyes were evasive, and her whole person exuded an indescribable docility. A thin silver chain around her neck, which had always been hidden by her hair, dangled vaguely when she sat down.

Something strange flashed through Lily's mind, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She just thought it was something urgent. At that time, she would never have imagined what that inconspicuous thin chain meant, nor would she have imagined that the girl who answered the phone with a low eyebrow was actually the first strand of hairspring that she glimpsed in this big net.

When the salon ended, the lanterns were already on.

Hanxue personally took Lily to the elevator entrance. When she was leaving, she held her hand again and said sincerely: "Lily, my sister can see that you are a good person, but you are trapped by those useless dignity and face. Come and sit around more in the future, follow my sister, and slowly learn to let go of yourself - you will live a hundred times easier than now."

"Thank you, teacher... I, I will." Lily nodded vigorously, her eyes feeling a little hot.

The strange thing is that despite having received so many subtle snubs and slights this afternoon, when faced with Hanxue's gentle words, the humiliation in Lily's heart was diluted by a feeling of gratitude for being "valued by an idol". She even began to feel that she was not good enough and "relaxed" enough to be worthy of this glamorous circle - and as long as she was willing to change and learn, Teacher Hanxue would always favor her like this.

On the subway home, Lily looked at her reflection in the car window. For the first time, she felt that Lily Lin, who was the only one in the company and spoke her mind in front of her boyfriend, turned out to be so "unattractive".

She would not know that today's salon, which made her both frustrated and attached, was the most exquisite process of that net. It does not rely on force, but only uses the eyes of a group of people to make a proud and arrogant woman willing to bow her head inch by inch.

This is the first time Lily has tasted the feeling of being dwarfed in the social arena. And this is just the beginning.

Chapter 7 The Master’s Mission

While Lily was being sharpened in the salon, Li Ming on the other track was being pushed to a depth that even he had never imagined.

Since becoming Tian Ai's foot slave, Li Ming's life has fallen into a strange kind of stability. He waited on Tian Ai's feet during the day, fell asleep with Lily in his arms at night, and lived a double life behind his girlfriend's back. He gradually got used to the shame and pleasure of being stepped on. He naively thought that things would probably continue like this.

Until that afternoon, when Lily went to work, Tian Ai walked into his room and dropped a sentence that made his blood almost freeze:

"Get up and follow me to Brother Ye's room. He wants to see you."

"Meet...meet me?" Li Ming's heart suddenly rose to his throat, "Why, why..."

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Tian Ai glanced at him, with an almost pity-like playfulness in her eyes, "Brother Ye wants to see if I can handle this newly trained puppy. Remember, when you get inside, do whatever he asks you to do - don't embarrass me."

Li Ming's mind buzzed. He opened his mouth, trying to find an excuse to evade, but when he thought of the man's calm and oppressive eyes and his pitiful resistance, he deflated like a deflated rubber ball.

With his legs almost weak, he followed Tian Ai towards the always closed master bedroom at the end of the corridor.

The door opened, and a cool masculine scent came to my face.

Zhou Ye was leaning on the wide bedside, looking down at his phone, with one leg bent and the other hanging on the edge of the bed. When he saw the two people coming in, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he just said "hmm" casually, as if it was not a person who came in, but an insignificant thing.

"Brother Ye, I brought it to you." Tian Ai walked forward obediently and snuggled to the bed, his posture was too docile.

Zhou Ye then put down his cell phone and slowly raised his gaze to fall on Li Ming, who was standing frozen at the door. It was still that appraiser-like gaze that calmly measured Li Ming from head to toe.

"Come here." He spat out one word.

Li Ming's body seemed to be out of his control, and he moved step by step.

"Kneel down."

The moment his knees touched the ground, Li Ming felt an absurd sense of relief, as if the dust had settled. He lowered his head and knelt at the man's feet, not even daring to express his anger.

"Tian Ai said that you are an obedient puppy." Zhou Ye looked down at him condescendingly, his tone was flat, but every word was important, "But I look at you like this, it seems that you have not been trained well. How old are you this year?"

"Two, twenty-six..."

"Twenty-six, not much younger than me." Zhou Ye sneered, and put the foot hanging on the edge of the bed lightly on Li Ming's shoulder, "A big man is kneeling and trembling at the feet of another man. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

The weight of that foot pressed on his shoulder, and Li Ming felt a humiliating heat rushing to the top of his head.

Yes, shameful. Compared to kneeling at the feet of Tian Ai, the feeling of humiliation when kneeling at the feet of a man is a hundred times or a thousand times stronger. Li Ming, a man who calls himself a "straight man" and still has a bit of machismo hidden in his heart, actually completely lowered his head to another male - this was the most complete crushing of his male dignity.

However, it was this crushing shame that made his lower body become hard again.

"Why don't you say anything?" Zhou Ye rubbed his toes on his shoulder, "I ask you, are you embarrassed?"

"It's... it's embarrassing..." Li Ming's voice trembled, "I, I'm sorry..."

"Since you know it's embarrassing, you still act like this." Zhou Ye caught a glimpse of the strange look in his crotch, and a trace of undisguised contempt flashed in his eyes, "What a mean dog. Okay, now that you're here, let's do some work - my pair of shoes," he nudged his chin toward the bed, "are dirty. Lick them clean."

Li Ming followed his gaze and saw a pair of black leather shoes neatly placed beside the bed.

He recognized these shoes. On the first day after moving in, it was Lily who assigned it to put it in the entrance hall, and when he was half-kneeling to straighten the toe of its shoe, he still swore angrily in his heart that he wanted to give the owner of this pair of shoes some color.

Now, that vow has come true in such a complete surrender.

Li Ming kneeled to the bedside, picked up the cold leather shoes, stuck out his tongue tremblingly, and licked the uppers. The man's leather shoes, smelling of sweat and leather, were far less "noble" than Tian Ai's high heels, but the rough, strong smell reminded him more clearly than ever that he was kneeling at the feet of a real man.

"Tsk, you licked it pretty well." Zhou Ye looked at his ugly appearance with a half-smile, then suddenly changed the subject and asked casually, "By the way, your girlfriend's name is Lily, right?"

Li Ming's licking of shoes suddenly froze.

"She looks good." Zhou Ye said slowly, as if he was evaluating a commodity that was up for sale. "The skin is fair, and the figure is good. It just looks like...it hasn't been fucked before. Is your little dick enough to feed her?"

Every word was like a red-hot needle piercing Li Ming's heart. He was lying next to the man's shoes, trembling all over and unable to say a word.

"What, you can't bear to part with her?" Zhou Ye looked down at him, with a kind of knowing and predator-like determination in his eyes, "Don't worry. A waste like you would be wasting his resources by guarding such a good woman. Sooner or later, I will take care of her for you."

The words "I love her for you" exploded in Li Ming's mind like a thunder.

He suddenly raised his head and ran into Zhou Ye's bottomless eyes. At that moment, he understood the meaning behind that gaze - from the beginning, this man was not eyeing his insignificant dog, but Lily.

Li Ming's heart felt as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The overwhelming fear of being deeply betrayed and about to lose his beloved overwhelmed him.

However, in the deepest part of that fear, from the darkest and most unbearable corner of his body, there was a weak but real shudder, quietly rising along with the uncontrollable throbbing in his lower body.

That was the taboo that he had fantasized about for more than ten years but never dared to cross - dedicating his beloved girlfriend to a powerful master with his own hands.

"What are you thinking about? Keep licking." Zhou Ye's foot stepped on his head again, pressing his face against the shoe.

Li Ming closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue again. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, but the short fleshy shaft in her lower body was so hard that it hurt.

That day, Li Ming knelt in Zhou Ye's room for a long time. He didn't know that while he was licking the man's leather shoes in humiliation and shuddering that "his girlfriend would be taken away" in this room, Lily on the other side was sitting in the bright salon filled with snow, being looked at by a group of strange women who were looking at her with the same dignity.

The two tracks are still sliding parallel to the same abyss. And each of them thought they were bearing all this alone, unaware that the other had already been involved in it.

He would never have imagined that the hand that led the two tracks to the intersection inch by inch was slowly stepping on Li Ming's head.

Chapter 8 Shadows in the Corridor

After that salon, Lily seemed to have had a spine quietly taken away.

She couldn't describe the feeling. Obviously in the company, she was still a resolute and independent project manager; but as soon as she returned to this villa, most of her energy was inexplicably released. The scrutinizing gazes of those glamorous women in the salon, and Hanxue's words in public that she was "too young to let go" were like two thin thorns, making her feel inferior everywhere under this roof.

But what really made her more and more unable to hold her head up at home was Zhou Ye.

At the beginning of the shared tenancy, Lily was somewhat confident of being the owner of this villa. On the first day she moved in, she confidently went to Tianai to "set up rules", including first-come, first-served, and shared house etiquette. But that little bit of confidence has been worn away day by day since Zhou Ye came to live there.

The first thing to fall was the bathroom shared by four people.

Early that morning, Lily was rushing to work. Her bladder was so bloated that it hurt, but Zhou Ye stayed in it for more than half an hour. She changed her focus outside the door, raised her hand several times to knock on the door, and then pulled back several times. If Tian Ai had taken possession of her, she would have said a few words of urging without politeness; but when she thought of Zhou Ye inside, those words of urging could not come out of her mouth.

The door finally opened. Zhou Ye came out wiping his hair, his steps still slow and steady. There was water on the floor and the sink was splashed everywhere - all these lilies saw it, but she couldn't care anymore. She turned sideways to let him pass, almost crashing into the door, and closed the door behind her without even having time to say the words "Mr. Zhou."

The smell caught her before the mess.

The toilet seat was still open and the exhaust fan was not turned on. Heat, moisture, and a heavy, hot smell of feces that had just been discharged were densely packed in these few square meters. It was not a faint residual smell, but a masculine turbidity that still carried body temperature, extending from the nose to the base of the tongue. Lily instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes were sore from the smoke, but her legs couldn't soften - she was too impatient, so she could only hold her breath and unbutton her pants in a hurry.

She had never relieved herself in such a strong manly smell. When she peed, the smell of shit was still on her face, as if Zhou Ye himself was still sitting across from her. This moment impressed me deeply. At that time, she only felt disgusted and humiliated. She didn't know that if Zhou Ye farted in front of her in the future, the same familiar smell would penetrate her nose.

After she finished cleaning herself, flushed water, washed her hands, and opened the door, she met Zhou Ye again in the corridor. He probably came back to pick up something he forgot at the sink. He leaned against the opposite wall and didn't seem to have gone far.

Only then did Lily have time to think about the water on the ground. She took courage, but her voice was still pitifully small:

"Well... Mr. Zhou, the ground is a bit wet. And... the smell is quite strong. Can you turn on the exhaust fan next time..."

She almost filled in the second half of the sentence through gritted teeth. After saying this, he regretted it: fanning him was tantamount to hating his smell.

After listening to this, Zhou Ye nodded, his tone as natural as if he was explaining something that should be done like this:

"The floor is wet. Wipe it."

Lily was startled. She finally said "water" and "taste", but what she got in exchange was not an apology, but an order. She wanted to say that she was going to be late, that it was because of him, but her tongue was knotted in the smell that had not dissipated. Zhou Ye had already turned sideways and made way for her to use the bathroom door - the meaning of making way was very clear: go in and wipe.

She didn't dare not do it. There is not enough time, the company morning meeting is still waiting in front. She returned to the stuffy bathroom, her knees softened, and she knelt down, using the rag at hand to wipe away the accumulated water on the floor. The stench of shit was still floating low. Her face was closer to the ground and the smell was stronger. After hurriedly wiping it twice, the water shadow faded a little, so she got up and wanted to rush out.

As soon as one foot stepped over the bathroom threshold, he bumped into Zhou Ye who was passing by in the corridor.

He glanced down at the ground, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was a little angry:

"It's not clean at all."

Lily's back instantly felt cold. The luck that had "already passed by" just now was crushed by this frown. She didn't even have time to finish her "yes", so she turned back, grabbed a dry towel from the shelf, knelt down again, and carefully wiped away the water stains and footprints in the seams bit by bit. This time she didn't dare to rush. With his knees pressed against the tiles, his breath was filled with the stench of male shit that had not yet dissipated, but in his ears there was only the silence of Zhou Ye standing at the door.

When she finally stood up, her forehead hair in the mirror was messed up and the hem of her shirt was wrinkled. She grabbed her bag and ran outside. She kept her head down on the subway, fearing that someone would smell the smell of the bathroom on her body.

She was late for work that day. The team leader asked in the group, and she typed a long explanation without daring to write a single word about what really happened in the villa.

After the bathroom, the living room also fell into ruin.

That was the Saturday after being late. Lily stared at her phone in the afternoon to count down—there was a music festival live broadcast in the evening, and she had agreed with Li Ming that the two of them would sit on the sofa and watch it on the big TV. She even scheduled the variety show replay an hour before the live broadcast as a warm-up. This was the rare normal night she had left to herself these days.

It was just after six o'clock, and the living room was no longer hers.

Zhou Ye occupied the main sofa, the TV was turned on, and the sound of football game commentary hit the wall. Tian Ai was right next to him, wearing a short skirt and bare feet. Her whole body was leaning into his arm, as if she was growing on the armrest of the sofa. Lily stood on the steps of the sunken living room and glanced at the screen: the second half had only lasted twenty minutes. She didn't like to watch, nor could she understand who was attacking - all she saw was that Zhou Ye was sitting very full, scolding the team when they lost the ball, and squeezing Tian Ai into his arms as soon as the team scored. When he was happy, he slapped Tian Ai's butt gently with his palm, and Tian Ai let out a short scream, then softened to give him relief. Empty cans were already placed on the coffee table.

On the day when the rules were established, this girl was able to talk Lily into defeat. At this moment, in front of Zhou Ye, she looked like a maid who was specially whipped and hugged. Lily looked at it, and the remaining dissatisfaction with Tian Ai in her heart quietly shrunk a bit.

She waited and waited, and a reminder for a live broadcast appointment popped up. Li Ming poked his head at the door of the room, but she pushed him back with her eyes. She walked down by herself, her voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost covered by the explanation:

"Mr. Zhou...how long will it take?"

Zhou Ye was staring at a melee in the penalty area. His team was lagging behind, and when the whistle blew, he was so annoyed that he didn't even look back, and his voice was urgent and fierce:

"Go back to your house."

Four words, like slamming a door. Tian Ai smiled lowly at the side, but did not help or come to the rescue. Lily didn't say "yes" and turned around to leave. The soles of my shoes slipped on the steps. She never dared to ask a second question.

The ball game is finally over. The cursing in the living room stopped for a moment. Lily thought it was her turn, so she came out with two drinks and the remote control ready.

The TV is off. Zhou Ye changed the channel, and the opening ceremony of the e-sports competition was already playing, and the volume was louder than that of the football match. Tian Ai still clings to his side, sometimes being hugged by him until she groans, sometimes being patted by him, and then she makes that sharp yet soft scream again. Barrages, kills, and commentary shouting, one after another. He leaned back on the sofa, looking more focused than when he was watching football, as if this was dinner.

She put the drink back in the kitchen and returned to the room with Li Ming. With the door closed, there is almost no sound insulation. There was a killing sound outside, and the whole wall shook. Lily put on her headphones, and the music festival live broadcast started silently on the small mobile phone screen. The lead singer opened his mouth, but she couldn't hear it. She turned the volume up to the maximum, and the cheers, yells, and Tian Ai's occasional screams still leaked into the living room.

Ten o'clock, eleven o'clock. She lay down and was about to fall asleep when there was an explosion from the other side and she jumped up. Lying down again, I was woken up again. Li Ming covered his head with a pillow and did not dare to move.

Lily stared at the ceiling, suddenly sat up and pushed him:

"A Ming. Go and tell him. This is a public living room, and it's too much. Please ask him to turn down the sound...or just let us watch for a while."

She had expected her boyfriend to support her. The TV was just a few steps away, and negotiations should have been the most common topic of shared accommodation.

Li Ming's face turned pale. He listened to the cheers outside, as if he were listening to something he couldn't get close to, and after a long while he managed to say:

"Don't, don't provoke him... the patience will be over... we, why should we get angry with him."

Lily was stunned. She didn't understand why her boyfriend, who was never upright but never cowardly, was so silent when it came to Zhou Ye. She never imagined that the reason why Li Ming was afraid of Zhou Ye was because just a few days ago, he was kneeling at the man's feet and licking his leather shoes.

At that moment, a kind of helpless desolation quietly filled Lily's heart. In the bathroom, she could still tell herself that she was in a hurry; in the living room, she even gave up her Saturday and her sleep. The boyfriend next to her is unreliable, and the TV she paid rent for is no longer hers.

She still couldn't tell what she was afraid of.

Zhou Ye never hit her or scolded her. But a sentence of "please wipe it" in the bathroom and a sentence of "go back to your room" in the living room are enough for her to learn to walk around. She began to lower her sense of presence when he appeared, and began to regard "Don't mess with Zhou Ye" as an unwritten iron rule in the family.

And this seed called "fear" quietly took root in Lily's heart in these inconspicuous details of the shared apartment.

Chapter 9 The Duties of Tenants

Once the seeds take root, they will sprout branches quietly at a speed that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Same night. Lily lay back down in anger. Not long after, there was another loud shout outside, and she was completely woken up. The bladder also woke up. She walked out of the room sleepily. The light in the corridor was still on, and the bathroom was just a few steps away.

Zhou Ye was coming out of the living room. Probably going to get something, when he glanced around, he saw her wearing a coat and her hair was still messy.

"I woke up just in time." He said it casually, "There are drinks in the refrigerator. Give me and Tian'ai a can each."

Lily opened her mouth. She came out to use the toilet. As the words reached the tip of my tongue, I saw the silhouette of Tian Ai sitting sideways on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him to come back - the girl who could crush her during the day was just raising her chin at the moment, waiting for the drink to be delivered to her. Lily said "...okay", turned into the kitchen first, and put the chilled jar on the coffee table. Zhou Ye had already sat back and unscrewed it, his eyes still fixed on the screen. Tian Ai took his jar and pulled the ring apart for Zhou Ye, showing his attentiveness very naturally.

The doorbell rang. takeout.

"Go get it." Zhou Ye still didn't look at her.

Lily went downstairs wearing slippers, and when the night wind hit her, she felt that she hadn't even changed her pants neatly. She carried two bags of barbecue upstairs, and the empty cans, peels, and paper towels left over from the football game and e-sports games were spread out on the coffee table. She put the takeout on the table and subconsciously collected the garbage. As soon as his hand touched the jar, his other hands stretched out - Tian Ai squatted opposite the coffee table and folded the empty box in front of Zhou Ye, moving briskly, as if he was afraid of leaving a little more dirty in front of his master's eyes.

The two of them cleaned up together. Lily harvests flowers so that you dare not refuse them; God loves to harvest flowers to please Him. At the end of the stack, Tian Ai used a wet wipe to wipe the edge of the table where Zhou Ye's arm was resting. She looked up at him and gave him a faint "hmm" before relaxing her lips.

The clue in Lily's heart was completely connected at this moment: Yang Tianai, who was more powerful than her, was a pure maid in front of Zhou Ye. Even such a person has to look at his face - how dare she take advantage of Tian Ai? Provoking Tian Ai is equivalent to provoking the person behind Tian Ai who randomly picks people up and orders them around when watching football.

She tied the garbage bag and then remembered that she hadn't gone to the toilet yet. The bathroom door was open, and there was a vague afterimage of the smell during the day. She went in and solved it quickly. When she came back, the e-sports people in the living room were still shouting. She didn't ask how long it would take.

From that night on, the fear began to change - it was no longer content with asking her to be silent, give in, and go back to the room, but instead drove her to reach out her hand when called.

It got worse in the future.

Zhou Ye sat on the sofa, without even raising his eyelids, and only stretched out a hand: "Water." Lily quickly poured a glass and handed it over with both hands.

Laundry was also brought out by that sentence. When he went downstairs, he casually said, "I put the clothes over there," without asking her to wash them. Lily walked into the door of the master bedroom, and the dirty clothes basket was thrown on the threshold: his socks were balled up into two dark fists, his underwear was turned up, and the waistband of his pants was loose; pressed on top was Tian Ai's lace piece with very little fabric. When she lifted the basket, the first thing her fingertips touched was the layer of cotton that was still wet with heat. The washing machine is on the right side of the corridor. She has to carry this basket from the living room door to the laundry room.

The corridor is not wide to begin with. Zhou Ye was coming out of the bathroom, wiping his hands and occupying the middle position. Lily stopped and turned sideways: "...borrowed it."

He didn't give way to the wall. Just like occupying the TV or the toilet, the road belongs to him, and those who pass it can figure out their own way. She could only hold the basket tightly and turn her shoulders and chest sideways. The edge of the basket hit his lower abdomen, and his socks and underwear were squeezed between the two of them. Her shoulder brushed against his chest, and the heat came through his clothes, as if it didn't happen. He looked down at the basket and said casually:

"Keep your underwear separate. Turn your socks inside out before throwing them away."

She said "hmm", her ears burning. After entering the laundry room, she still had to take out those things one by one with her hands: turning through the socks, shaking off the underwear, and putting Tianai's lace alone into the laundry bag. After the machine started spinning, the humiliation was not drying, but in those few seconds when she passed him sideways, the dirty clothes stuck to his body.

You also have to pass through that corridor when drying. The wet panties were hung on a shelf at the end of the corridor, and she had to walk underneath them when she went out or came home.

Porch shoes are another matter, coming more slowly.

After Saturday night, Zhou Ye still kicked off his leather shoes when he came in. The toe of the shoe is tilted toward the living room, sometimes with mud on it. Lily just glanced at it at first, but later realized that if he didn't straighten it, he would step on the crooked one next time he changed shoes, and his face would become dark. She started to squat down and put the two shoes in order after he finished changing his slippers and walked away. No one ordered. It's like mopping the bathroom floor. Once it's done, you feel more at ease.

On a rainy day, the shoes were covered with mud. She was still squatting at the door, her trousers were already wet, so she simply took out the shoeshine cloth in the entrance cabinet and wiped away the mud bit by bit. She wanted to clean it up before he went out next time to avoid getting that look again.

The light in the back room came on. Zhou Ye came out after changing into his house pants and went to the living room. The steps at the entrance were narrow, so she squatted in the middle with her shoes in front of her knees, unable to let anyone get out of her way.

"Mr. Zhou, I..."

He didn't wait for her to stand up or say, "Get out of the way." The pace is not slow. One foot passed over her head, and the leg of her trousers brushed against her hair, and the smell of heat and washing powder was masked. She subconsciously retracted her neck into her shoulders, still holding the cloth in her hand. The second heel stepped over, and the heel landed on the floor next to her ear with a soft sound.

He has entered the living room. The TV is on.

Lily stared at the half-wiped shoes in front of her knees, and waited for a few seconds before continuing to wipe them. Bu walked from the toe of the shoe to the heel, making smaller movements than before, as if he was afraid of blocking the road again. The feeling of a scratch on the scalp is not as easy to wipe off as mud spots.

The kitchen is similarly narrow.

In the row of cabinets under the open kitchen counter, the bowls and her own thermos cup were on the lower level. One evening when she was about to serve dinner, Zhou Ye was leaning on the edge of the table checking his cell phone, standing with his legs spread apart and blocking the cabinet door tightly. She paused behind him for two seconds, not daring to say "give way." She still remembered the result of asking "how long" in the living room.

She could only squat down, with her knees on the ground, and tilt her head to reach in from the gap between his legs and the cabinet door. He lowered his head and reached into the small shadow behind his buttocks. The fabric of the house pants was only an inch away from her forehead, and the smell of washing powder was mixed with the turbidity of the bathroom during the day.

The cabinet door was just opened a crack.

The farts came long and loud. It wasn't the kind that was released gently, but a bunch of energy that was squeezed out from a deep place. The hot air hit her hair directly, lifting up her forehead. The stench arrived earlier than the sound - it was cooked, hot, smelling of fresh shit, and it was the same male smell that had stuck to her by the toilet that morning. When she was relieving herself, she only felt that the smell would follow her; now it was freshly sprayed from his body to her hair, closer than she remembered.

She froze, her fingers still digging into the edge of the bowl. Her eyes immediately became sore from the smoke, but she didn't dare to turn her face away - if she turned away, she would touch his leg. Zhou Ye's thumb was still swiping across the screen, as if what he was passing was not a fart, but the wind that should have been in the room. After two seconds, he moved forward half an inch and said casually:

"Block it. Get it and get up."

Lily took out the bowl, her knees became weak, and she almost crawled away while standing. His hair was still stuck to his forehead, but it took a long time for the hot smell to dissipate from his nose. She didn't dare to turn on the exhaust fan.

He never used the word "please" for these things, and he never said thank you. You don't give way in the corridor, you don't step over the door, you don't move in front of the cabinet, everything is as natural as the original width of the room. And Lily, again and again, with a red face and lowered head, silently did these things that she was not supposed to do. The more scared she became, the more she stretched out her hand; the more she stretched out her hand, the deeper her fear became. Serving Zhou Ye and not making him unhappy has gradually become a duty in this family.

Li Ming was too lazy to beg anymore. She asked once in the living room that night, and she remembered the answer. She even began to feel that perhaps following Zhou Ye was the only way to survive in this house.

Late at night, Lily was lying on the bed, listening to Tian Ai's charming laughter faintly coming from the master bedroom next door. Then she looked at Li Ming, who had already fallen asleep next to her. An indescribable confusion seized her heart. She had seen how that girl opened Zhou Ye's ring and wiped the edge of the table at his hand. The maid can act coquettishly and command people further behind her. Lily vaguely felt that it might not be Zhou Ye's turn to add fuel to the fire next.