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"Come to think of it, this operation does resemble Mr. Pavlov's conditioned reflex experiment. It seems that Mr. Cowardly and Incompetent fits the profile of the experimental subject chosen by that scientist."

"Okay, okay, you're beating around the bush and calling me a dog, right?"

"Don't overreact. It's not that serious. At least, even in the face of such tangible temptation, Mr. Gao Fengliangjie maintained his composure and didn't drool like a canine."

"Should I be proud?"

"Not necessarily."

Then, before someone could say the next sentence, the woman relaxed her body weight and leaned forward slightly.

Continuing to bite the ear as before:

"Anyway, no matter what you are like, I like you..."

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"This ant, this trash, this bottom of the bottom, this greedy bastard, this disgusting beast in human form..."

"Are you still addicted? Also, stop rubbing my ears and get down!"

Lin Sen felt that if he didn't take action, God knew what this woman would do.

He immediately hardened his strength, pushed her back to the chair, and then knocked her on the head with the joints of his index and middle fingers.

"Well!"

Finally, a certain flamingo behaved a little. It stopped moving and just sat quietly in its chair for a while.

It's strange to say.

Recently, several girls I know have started to go crazy.

I don’t know if it’s the insolence that comes after getting to know each other to a certain extent.

They are all in their twenties, why do they all act like unruly children?

I remember it wasn't like this at the beginning. Obviously, everything was fine before, we were socializing and chatting normally every day.

Where have the bamboo forest tours and gentlemanly friendships gone?

Certainly confused and weird.

But now that things have come to this, facing the facts, I can only sigh.

Feelings and nostalgia!

Then what else can we do?

If you don't want to lose the friendship with your buddies, you can only try your best to reverse the increasingly crooked trend.

What is more gratifying is that although she is becoming more and more unscrupulous, at least so far, Ms. Li Ya has at least listened to the "suggestions".

For example, at the moment, just a slight move is enough to restrict it.

Even after turning cold, she could still be heard asking in a soft voice:

"are you angry?"

"Not really. But if you keep doing this, the consequences will be disastrous. So, calm down for a moment, please."

"I understand."

See, it's back to normal in an instant.

While feeling greatly relieved, Lin Sen thought of a strange key point.

It seems that every time when things go too far, all you need to do is take some specific actions to make that crazy bird instantly give up any resistance and turn from active to passive and obedient?

Last time, it seemed to be the same.

After hitting her head with the saber that had escaped from his hand, he stopped moving instantly.

After that, like a surrendering prisoner of war, he slept obediently with his back pressed against my chest without saying a word and did not disobey any orders.

In other words, as long as you are a little tougher, she will understand what you mean instantly, and then she will shrink back and wait for your instructions.

In other words, the so-called tough action is almost becoming—

Something like a safe word?

"..."

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Wait. Why is it tilted in a weird direction?

When someone found that he had inexplicably associated himself with something perverted, he immediately conducted a severe self-examination.

It took him a long time to pull himself back to the just and beautiful world, and he glanced at someone who was starting to get restless because he hadn't been "disciplined" for a short period of time.

This is strange. My daily routine just now was just like taking care of a naughty child.

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How could this woman, who always appeared calm and rational, be so stubborn?

Perhaps due to some biological instinct, people always subconsciously associate things deeper and look for an answer that can explain the phenomenon.

Upon careful consideration, this statement does make sense.

In fact, if you observe carefully and look back, the caged bird did show similar characteristics.

The classmate who looked good and steady seemed to be as calm as a rock, but suddenly he skipped class because of something he said and was taken out to play.

Although he looked strong and unmoved, on the night when the marriage operation was performed in the name of the father, he found out that the object was himself, and he burst into tears on the spot due to the release of pressure.

Everything was normal, but because I longed for a heavy rain, I rushed out without caring about anything, getting soaked all over.

A girl who is restricted and grows up as a commodity probably does not have a decent childhood.

Perhaps, at a very young age, you are forced to understand the survival rules of adults.

But the repressed things will not disappear, they will only hide and lie dormant, waiting to explode and rebound.

The belated nature of Sasagawa Rimei is probably only shown to people who recognize her and are close enough to her.

For example, Lin Sen himself.

It's hard to say whether this delayed release is a good thing, but at least it's not a bad thing.

Thinking of this, my complaining heart softened a little.

To the extent that, I no longer had the courage to refuse someone's tentative contact again.

This time she came closer carefully, resting her head lightly on his shoulder.

What else can I do?

Just think of it as coaxing a child.

Although, this big kid is really not a good person:

"I'm sorry, but I just wanted to vent my emotions to Gentle and Honest-kun. I don't regret it."

"Is this the time to use such affable adjectives again?"

"It seems that Zayu-kun really prefers to hear me use some dirty words."

"No, not at all."

"Speaking of which, in literary theory, contrast is also a way to spark interest. For example, I'm a woman with an artistic style who graduated from Waseda University, but I'm whispering some dark, hoarse voice in your ear... Does that make you feel... remember the English word... high?"

"My buddy doesn't seem to be that perverted yet. But..."

Lin Sen had a new question:

"Did you mention venting?"

There have been speculations about this before. However, only when the real person says it can it be considered a verified fact:

"There are some base emotions at work."

Sasagawa Rimei's voice gradually regained clarity, but she didn't maintain her composure.

On the contrary, the timbre gradually sinks and no longer reproduces the original sound.

Gradually, a synaesthesia of highly saturated and pure dark icicles was brought about, and for a moment it was difficult to distinguish between females and males:

"Even from the moment I met Aoyama, and even when I met Ito, I felt something very evil and chilling."

"From your tone, I can tell you you want to say it."

"Ah."

The bird with a changed voice responded softly.

Then, she took a deep breath:

"I always feel like I'm a piece of trash that has been casually abandoned in a corner of the world."

"It feels like you've been suffering from a bit of imposter syndrome. You think everything you have right now isn't what you deserve," Lin Sen said. "You can see that tendency in your words."

"Probably," Sasakawa Rimei said noncommittally. "So, perhaps it's due to some kind of bad mentality that I always want to seek out similar people. Even if the real situation isn't like that, I want to drag them down to the same level as my own self in my mind. That way, I can feel the pleasure of sharing the same suffering and seeking warmth together."

"So just grab the guy and attack him as hard as you can, right?"

"But there's no need to be overly complacent, Junk-kun. You're not that good, actually."

"I mean, I also want to thank you for reminding me."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone's mouth curl up.

However, her subsequent remarks made it impossible for people to focus on her expression.

“Often, there will be a monologue that is severely distorted to the point of being muddy and black. I will tell myself over and over again…”

Sasagawa Rimei's hands moved again. This time, they came over and rested on her thighs.

Then, there are the seemingly unconscious behaviors.

However, what was inconsistent with the intimate gesture was the words that came out in a deep voice:

"For a filth, dirt, black-faced swan like you, it's enough to have a fellow mortal like me, deep in the mud..."

"......"

"Wouldn't it be better if you just stayed by my side? It's embarrassing to walk with such a dark and lowly person."

"?!!"

"My thoughts are definitely wrong and distorted. Also, do you think this is a sign that I might be falling in love with you?"

"I'm not sure. But what is certain is that your mentality is no longer healthy, Sasakawa Rio."

"I know this isn't right. But sometimes, I just don't have that kind of self-control."

The woman attacked in a more passive manner this time.

She lay down with her head resting on the legs of the man next to her.

He crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked straight at me.

The fiery eyes and the cold expression form a literary and artistic contrast.

Then turn your head slightly to the side.

Through the fabric, you can feel the interaction between the breath of your nose and your skin through the clothes.

"If I don't fight you for three seconds, you'll go up to the roof and tear off the tiles again? And you'll lie down?"

"You don't seem to be as upright as you say."

The woman's eyes slanted. "I've seen similar descriptions in literary works, but I've never seen it in person. I didn't expect that today..."

Then these naughty eyes were covered by a hand, along with the nose.

"Well!"

Ms. Ri Ya made a breath-holding sound, "Or is it my breath that makes you feel more?"

"You fucking bastard."

Maybe he was really anxious.

Lin Sen glanced at the table in front of him, quickly picked out a pen and picked it up.

What a coincidence. It seems that this guy left it there last time, and she collected it and never got it back.