Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Well, the badges are all collected."

Lin Yi's fingertips gently brushed across the cold metal badges, his eyes wandering over the neatly arranged badges.

Grass, Bug, Electric, Water, Fighting, Rock, Steel.

Although the Mi Yu family had accepted him, Ruan Yaoyao always felt that it was inconvenient to stay in someone else's home. The three of them finally found a slightly old hotel on the corner of the street.

Lin Yi sat at the old wooden table by the window, the dim light from the desk lamp stretched his shadow very long.

Suddenly, his finger hovered over an empty spot: "Hey? Where is the flight badge of the Jinmen Gym?"

He frowned and opened the system space, and all kinds of items poured out like a tide: training equipment, spare Poké Balls, and even half a leftover chocolate.

Finally, deep in the corner, a thumb-sized silver badge engraved with wing patterns was glowing faintly.

"It seems that the system space also needs to be planned."

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly and put away the badges one by one, leaving only the two sachets.

He looked at the warm yellow light coming from behind the bathroom door, listened to the gurgling sound of water, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a gentle arc.

"Ring ring ring..."

The cell phone rang suddenly.

Lin Yi glanced at the screen and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived."

"I'll go get it right away."

This old hotel does not provide any catering services, so dinner can only be solved by takeout.

Lin Yi stood up and walked to the bathroom door, raised his hand and knocked lightly: "Lin Yi, what's wrong?"

In the misty water vapor, Ruan Yaoyao's voice was a little lazy.

"I'm going downstairs to get the takeout and will be back soon. No need to leave the door open. I have the key." He said through the door.

"Oh." After a brief response, the sound of flowing water sounded again.

As the door was locked with a click, Ruan Yaoyao's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed.

She walked barefoot on the slightly cool tiles, the sharp knife in her hand reflected the cold light, but her eyes fell gently on Mi Yu under the shower.

The warm yellow light penetrated the mist and cast a hazy halo on Mi Yu's fair skin. The old scars across her back were marks left by the accident on the Xiaoqiu Flying Fish.

"Miyu, does it hurt?"

Ruan Yaoyao squatted down, and when the blade came close to her skin, her fingertips trembled unconsciously.

Every wound feels like a cut to my heart.

Mi Yu bit her lip, beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead, but she still forced a smile: "It's okay, Yaoyao."

She pressed her palm against her chest, and the light golden super-power flowed along the wound.

Tiny beads of blood meandered down along the water flow, forming strange patterns on Mi Yu's back.

However, in a short moment, those hideous scars healed quickly under the power of super-control, and the new skin glowed with a healthy luster, as if the pain had never existed.

"How's it going? Anything else?"

Mi Yu dispersed the light from his palm, turned around and asked, his voice filled with fatigue from surviving a disaster.

Ruan Yaoyao touched the new skin with heartache:

"No. Actually, you don't have to do this. You can go to that clinic to remove your scars when you return to the capital. I've been there, and the flower therapy ring treatment was very comfortable."

Her tone was full of complaints, but it couldn't hide her deep concern.

Mi Yu shook her head gently, water drops dripping down her hair: "No, I don't want to cause any more trouble."

"What did you say?"

Ruan Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks angrily, "We'll be a family from now on, why should we separate ourselves?"

Mi Yu smiled when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons: "Don't tell Lin Yi about this."

Ruan Yaoyao nodded reluctantly, and suddenly became interested:

"What does it feel like to be healed by the power of Overpower?"

Mi Yu thought for a moment, and the palm of his hand glowed with golden light again: "It feels quite wonderful, why don't you try it? But you are not injured, so it shouldn't be of much use."

The soft light enveloped Ruan Yaoyao. She closed her eyes and felt it for a while, then laughed and said, "Uh, I don't feel anything."

"right."

Mi Yu chuckled and turned on the shower again.

The warm water washed over the body, washing away the last trace of blood into the sewer.

Ruan Yaoyao picked up the bath towel on the ground and wrapped it around her body:

"I'm done washing, I'll go out first."

"Okay, I'll wash it for a while."

Mi Yu responded, looking at his refreshed self in the mirror, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Ruan Yaoyao wrapped herself tightly in a soft bath towel, and water droplets dripped down her hair to her collarbone, outlining a winding water mark.

She carefully wiped the bloody knife clean and put it into the compartment of her makeup bag. The metal blade made a slight crisp sound when it collided with the powder box.

As the bathroom door opened and closed, steaming mist drifted out like a veil, carrying the faint fragrance of shower gel and spreading in the room.

She walked barefoot across the dark-patterned carpeted floor, leaving a trail of wet footprints behind her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she grabbed a dry towel and rubbed her hair, humming a little tune intermittently, with the laziness and comfort unique to a young girl.

Her eyes inadvertently swept over the sachet on the table. The satin embroidered with lotus flowers glowed softly under the lamp. As if her thoughts were suddenly touched, her earlobes instantly turned red.

“It smells pretty good.”

Ruan Yaoyao picked up a sachet with her fingertips and brought it close to her nose to sniff it.

It's similar to the scent of herbs mixed with a hint of sweetness, and is no different from an ordinary sachet.

She knew what this thing did. It nourished yin and strengthened yang, commonly known as an aphrodisiac. Lin Yi liked to wear it for a while before having sex with them.

She casually placed the sachet on the pillow and concentrated on combing her long hair in front of the dressing mirror.

The teeth of the peach wood comb passed through the hair, and the cheeks of the person in the mirror gradually turned abnormally red.

At first, only the tips of the ears felt hot, and then the heat spread to the neck like a tide, and even the earlobes became crystal clear.

She suddenly put down the comb. The reflection in the mirror had lost its usual calmness, replaced by a delicate look with rosy cheeks and moving eyes.

My breathing became rapid, as if a flame was running wildly in my chest.

Ruan Yaoyao subconsciously loosened the collar of her bath towel, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of her collarbone. The cool air brushed across her skin, but instead intensified the heat in her body.

"Oh, Yaoyao, you're done washing...eh?"

The moment the door was pushed open, Lin Yi held the steaming lunch box in one hand and fumbled to turn on the light with the other hand. The warm yellow light instantly illuminated the room.

He was about to speak, but froze in place the moment he saw the scene in front of him - Ruan Yaoyao was kneeling on the floor, the bath towel had loosely slipped to her shoulders, her hair was hanging in disarray, and her neck and collarbone were an abnormally red color.

"Lin...Yi..."

She raised her head with difficulty, her misty eyes half closed, and her bitten red lips trembling slightly.

Her long legs were tightly crossed and rubbed unconsciously on the carpet. One hand was tightly clutching the bath towel on her chest, and the other hand was pressing on her lower abdomen, with her fingertips deeply embedded in the skin.

"It's so hot, I can't take it anymore... help me..."

The ending sounded like a crushed sigh, with a bone-chilling tremor.

Lin Yi's eyes swept across the sachet that had rolled down to the side of the bed, and he suddenly understood.

He reluctantly put the takeaway on the table. When he bent over and picked up Ruan Yaoyao, he could clearly feel her hot body temperature transmitted through the bath towel. The girl's soft body almost collapsed in his arms. Her fingertips tightly grasped his collar, twisting deep wrinkles on the fabric.

"I just said I left it there, I didn't expect you to take it."

Ruan Yaoyao let out a soft hum unconsciously, and her hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck.

Lin Yi suppressed the urge in his heart, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Although I want to, but I'm very hungry now. Let's eat first? Wait until Mi Yu finishes taking a bath, then we can have dinner together?"

"Um……"

Ruan Yaoyao buried her hot face in his chest, her voice so muffled that it was almost inaudible.

She curled up, trying to relieve the heat surging in her body.

Lin Yi gently supported Ruan Yaoyao's waist and motioned for her to hug his neck.

The warm breath brushed past his ears and the girl's soft arms wrapped around him. He freed his hands to open the takeaway package.

The meatballs in the porcelain bowl were shining with an attractive oily sheen. He picked up one and blew on it. "Although I feel it's not as good as what I made myself, it's still pretty good..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Ruan Yaoyao, who should have responded, buried her head in the crook of his neck, her hot breath burning her skin.

Lin Yi lowered his head and met her lustful eyes - her usually clear almond-shaped eyes were now misty, and her pupils were slightly dilated due to the heat.

"Yaoyao, open your mouth."

Before he could finish his words, he was startled by a sudden muffled sound.

Ruan Yaoyao suddenly pushed him down on the bed. The bath towel had already fallen off. When the girl's hot body pressed down on him, Lin Yi smelled the scent of herbs and lust in her hair.

"Sorry, Lin Yi, I can't stand it..."

Her voice was broken and hoarse, and her fingertips trembled as she tore open the buttons of his shirt, her movements so urgent that they were almost rough.

Lin Yi looked at Ruan Yaoyao who was riding on him, and then glanced at Wanzi who was rolling to the ground.

The snow-white balls were stained with oil, which looked particularly glaring on the carpet.

He curled his lips helplessly, his Adam's apple rolling: "First of all, it's shameful to waste food. Secondly, Yaoyao, you know me well. I prefer to take the initiative."

Before he finished speaking, his bony fingers had already reached the sensitive spot on her waist.

Ruan Yaoyao's whole body stiffened and her delicate body collapsed uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of her numbness, Lin Yi turned over and restrained her under him, and warm kisses fell like raindrops.