Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 21 (pt. 2)

Character: Sylvie

Age: 18

Mood: Happy

Time: Day 18 (Morning)

Health: 60 (Old injuries, stomach issues…)

Affection: 80 (She won’t refuse some excessive requests)

Killing Intent: 0 (You are very safe)

Lust Value: 8 (Ejaculation*1, Oral*1 _Note: Valid if longer than five minutes_, Handjob*1 _Note: Valid if longer than five minutes_)

Capture Fragment: [Cute]

[ Task: Help the heroine lose her virginity~ (Completed√) ]

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“…!”

Wei Qing opened her eyes suddenly.

Shock filled her eyes.

She realized recently that this thing scared her every time it opened.

But, the task finished?

How did it finish?

Did she complete it in a dream?

“Dream…” Wei Qing murmured.

A naked person flashed in her mind, lying over her.

The feeling of being wrapped felt very real.

A hot flow surged down uncontrollably, and her c0ck rose more.

Wei Qing, “…”

Wei Qing suddenly thought of something.

She closed her eyes and muttered “backpack” silently.

The panel faded slowly, then three words appeared.

[ Backpack: Empty ]

The potion she got before disappeared at some point.

Was it yesterday?

It seemed to say it worked automatically at the right time…

But did that in a dream count?

Wei Qing felt confused.

Entering a dream… Whose dream?

Whose dream was yesterday?

So, no matter whose dream, did Sylvie dream the same thing as her?

“…Too embarrassing,” Wei Qing murmured.

She wondered why Sylvie looked at her strangely today.

**

Wei Qing bit the noodles slowly.

Her mood felt complex.

“Mas–” Sylvie opens her mouth.

“No talking while eating,” Wei Qing interrupted her.

She looked at the girl slowly.

Sylvie’s eyes gazed back innocently.

“Fine, speak. What’s wrong?” Wei Qing says.

“You ate that bite of noodles for almost three minutes,” Sylvie says.

She tilts her head.

“What do you think about?”

“…”

Wei Qing glanced at her and stared at the green onions floating in the bowl.

Her throat moved.

“Did you yesterday…”

“Yes?”

The girl’s smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“Did you have a dream yesterday?” Wei Qing asks.

“Dream?”

Sylvie tilts her head.

Her voice sounds soft.

“Why do you ask suddenly, master?”

Wei Qing chose her words carefully.

Her voice sounded serious.

“…You sleep walked yesterday.”

A strange look flashed in Sylvie’s eyes.

“Sleepwalking?” She almost couldn’t tell if the woman was conscious yesterday.

She shifted her feet slightly under the tablecloth.

A faint sore feeling came from between her legs.

Sylvie raised her lips oddly.

She looked at the woman’s face and thought of cleaning up the crime scene with a weak, tired body.

The stuff the woman shot inside leaked out when Sylvie stood, dripping on the woman’s stomach.

The slightly red, wet c0ck hung limply, then shrank slowly without more stimulation… very interesting.

“Yes,” Wei Qing nodded seriously.

Sylvie raised a smile and said slowly, “So, what did you see me do?”

Wei Qing poked the soft-boiled egg on her noodles.

“You got up at midnight and jumped like a zombie there.”

Sylvie’s smile stayed.

“…That sounds really scary.”

“But I didn’t have a dream yesterday,” Sylvie says.

“Really?”

Wei Qing looked at her suspiciously.

“Real–” Sylvie’s eyes softened more.

She curved her eyes and looked at the woman’s light brown pupils.

Her nose wrinkled slightly, and her eyes showed disbelief.

She started to speak but laughed suddenly and changed her words.

“Okay, I did, but I think you might feel troubled if I say it,” Sylvie says.

Wei Qing took a deep breath.

Her face showed she expected this.

“Tell me.”

“I dreamed I slept with you. I rode you. Your c0ck was big, and when you fucked me…”

The woman stood quickly and covered Sylvie’s mouth.

Shame and anger appeared on her face.

“No need to say…”

Wei Qing held back and gritted her teeth.

“So detailed.”