I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 503 - 342 Their Efforts_2

Chapter 503: Chapter 342 Their Efforts_2

“Your sister is right, of course, but you need to make your own judgments. Wear clothes that suit your style. If you just copy your sister, you’ll lose your distinctiveness.”

Shen Yuan skillfully unfastened Chen Xinyu’s back clasp, allowing her restrained nature to be completely released.

Regardless of the style of the bra, as long as Chen Xinyu wore it, it always had an erotic feel. This size could always fully stretch it out, exposing a small half or even half of it.

So once it was unfastened, that sense of leaping into view was particularly noticeable.

“Mmm…”

Chen Xinyu quickly stretched her arms across her chest and stiffly said, “My sister also said that brother-in-law, you might prefer my innocence, so she bought me some solid-colored bras with not too many designs. It just happened that I wore this one today.”

“Got it.”

Shen Yuan gently removed her hands and then stepped back to admire this alluring body.

It was as if there was an inherent beauty to it. Any part of it that was an inch more or less wouldn’t do—neither fuller breasts nor a thinner waist would be acceptable.

“Pajama bottoms.”

Shen Yuan gestured downwards.

Chen Xinyu bit her lip and murmured an “Mmm” before she silently slipped off her pajama bottoms.

When the pajama bottoms were tossed aside, only then did Shen Yuan see a complete Chen Xinyu. He circled around her slowly as his gaze seemed to strip every inch of her skin.

Chen Xinyu’s skin was very good, fair and smooth; illuminated by the bedside lamp, it even took on a faint halo.

For Shen Yuan it was a sight to enjoy, but for Chen Xinyu, the experience was completely different. Shen Yuan’s gaze burned like a branding iron, making her feel as if hot ants were crawling all over her body.

Gradually, Chen Xinyu’s body was no longer rigid; it softened into mud under those two scorching irons.

She bent her knees slightly, one hand covering the key area, the other steadying herself on the nightstand as she lifted her complex gaze, “Brother-in-law…”

Shen Yuan wanted just this effect. Sometimes, their unendurable need, voiced out, was more to his liking than any initiative on their part.

“Yeah, what is it?”

Shen Yuan asked.

“Brother-in-law…. stop looking at me.”

Chen Xinyu’s voice was as quiet as a mosquito, barely audible if you didn’t listen carefully.

“Don’t look at you? Then what?”

Shen Yuan asked again.

“Brother-in-law…”

Chen Xinyu trembled as she walked over, clutching the corner of Shen Yuan’s shirt, her expression full of longing, “Can you give it to Xinyu?”

“Give what?”

“Brother-in-law, give it to Xinyu, please?”

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Chen Xinyu’s tone was almost pleading.

The clarity in the girl’s eyes had vanished, replaced by unfathomable desire.

A tedious ML is ultimately dull; corrupting an innocent girl into a ** might just be one of the meanings of ML.

Shen Yuan touched her cheek with his hand, first tracing slow circles, then slipping his finger into her mouth, “Xinyu, whose are you?”

Chen Xinyu’s focus blurred, her vision no longer clear, and she murmured words she would never normally say, “I… I’m brother-in-law’s…”

“How long?”

“Forever… I’ll always be brother-in-law’s…”

“Good.”

Shen Yuan lifted her onto the bed and then turned on the overhead light, which was ten times brighter than the bedside lamp, blinding her as it shone on Chen Xinyu; she quickly curled up.

“Brother-in-law…”

Chen Xinyu pleaded.

“Don’t be afraid; it’s not like I haven’t seen you before.”

Shen Yuan slowly moved her hands away, looking at the faint blush on her body, his heart stirred.

…

Deep into the night, the sky was enveloped in a mysterious veil, and the dazzling moonlight, filtering through that veil, poured into the room.

Mingling with the white light of the room, the moonlight illuminated both of them,

the deep breathing, the suppressed sobs, the dense sounds of flipping cards, blending together to form a beautiful symphony in the bedroom.

Truly, a moment worth savoring!

…

…

At 2 am, Chen Xinyu nestled in Shen Yuan’s embrace, the flush on the girl half-faded, with the residual heat probably not dissipating until morning.

After the session, alone again, Chen Xinyu was a bit bolder, drawing circles on his chest with her finger, “Brother-in-law, do you want to sleep here tonight or go back to my sister’s room?”

“Either is fine.”

Shen Yuan was not particular; the sisters both belonged to him, so it didn’t matter which bed he slept in.

“Brother-in-law, may I suggest something, and don’t mind, okay?”

“Go ahead.”

“I think you should sleep in my sister’s room. She misses you a lot usually and looks forward to your visits every day. She cleans the dust from your clothes and polishes your shoes every two days or so.”

“And in the fridge, she always stores the ingredients you like, so you don’t have to rush out and buy them when you suddenly come. And every night before bed, she leaves half the bed and blanket empty, so you can go right to sleep when you arrive.”

Chen Xinyu stated, “Compared to myself, I think my sister likes you even more.”

Shen Yuan murmured a response, reflecting inwardly. On an economic level, he was good to every NPC, but humans are emotional creatures, craving emotional satisfaction after material needs are met.

Shen Yuan wasn’t omnipotent; he couldn’t spend a great deal of time with each NPC, only ensuring regular visits and companionship.

The more he saw them, the better, and lesser encounters had their own merits. If NPCs didn’t fully satisfy their emotional thresholds, they would work harder to please or flatter Shen Yuan to gain more frequent encounters.

This was a rational analysis, but if it were a matter of the heart, Shen Yuan of course wished he could carve out more time for companionship.