Yan Meng’er gazed at Yan Zhen with eyes as seductive as silk, her stare more aggressive than before. Her red lips parted, whispering seductive words:
“Meng’er loves you. Loves you so much. So let Meng’er satisfy Cousin~”
She kissed him again, forceful and dominant, brimming with a girl’s determination—completely different from before.
Yan Zhen’s heart raced wildly. Both hands were controlled by his cousins, pressed between their breasts; he couldn’t resist unless he erupted with Mystic Power and injured them.
But he wouldn’t do that. He still had his final ace!
—System-chan, come out! I want to use Trump Card (First Order) to send Meng’er and Cousin Ruyu back to their rooms and escape their entanglement!
Right—he had the invincible Trump Card (First Order) to resolve any crisis. With it, no difficulty could faze him; he could smile and turn danger into safety.
Ding! A sound rang in his mind, and the System Interface popped up before his eyes. Yan Zhen immediately relaxed.
When the System steps in, you know it’s real. Mere cousin and cousin—side characters only—daring to reverse-push him? No such plot exists, naive!
But the System’s mechanical voice announced:
【Ding! System Warm Reminder: Host is not in danger, so Trump Card cannot be used.】
Huh? Yan Zhen froze.
—System-chan, don’t joke at a time like this!
【System does not joke. Trump Card ensures host’s life safety. Please do not abuse it—that would be wrong.】
With that, the System Interface vanished automatically.
Yan Zhen blanked for a second, then exploded.
—Fuck you, System! Get out here and explain! What do you mean I can’t use it? I’m in a massive crisis with my persona collapsing and plot breaking down! If this isn’t a crisis, what is? Hey, System! Hey!!!
While Yan Zhen raged at the System, his lovesick cousin kissed him again and once more undid the evil seal, seizing his weakness.
Meanwhile, his other cousin fervently left kisses around his ears, neck, and collarbone.
Under the sisters’ heated assault, Yan Zhen’s rationality gradually melted. He’d been enduring from the start, holding out until now—but he was at his limit.
He thought after the “baptism” from Beautiful Female Master and Mentor Yu Xuan, he could easily handle a mere cousin’s little seduction. Who knew Cousin Ruyu would join in, even more passionate than Meng’er.
After Yan Meng’er released his lips, Yan Ruyu took over, greedily sucking his saliva until his mouth was dry.
Tch, if Cousin Ruyu hadn’t barged in, a single Meng’er wouldn’t stand a chance!
Yan Zhen stared at the bedframe above, grumbling:
“Actually, Cousin, you’re secretly in love with me, right? Otherwise, why kiss so eagerly?”
Even lost in passion, Yan Ruyu reflexively retorted at his piercing words:
“Who’s eager? I’m clearly doing this out of necessity!”
As she spoke, she stuck out her little tongue to lick and suck his neck, her voice turning strange.
“Then why keep kissing? My neck’s covered in your saliva!”
“It’s not mine—it’s Meng’er’s.”
“…”
Yan Meng’er ignored her cousin’s “framing” and straddled Yan Zhen, claiming him entirely.
Beneath her tube top and skirt, she wore nothing. Her peach-like little perky buttocks pressed directly onto his thigh, the sensation jelly-like.
Yan Ruyu squeezed in behind Yan Zhen, letting him lean back against her chest. Her slender arms locked firmly around his waist, and her small mouth parted slightly to nibble at his earlobe.
At some point, the thin gauze draped over her body had been shed, leaving her in the same tube top and short skirt as her cousin.
What had started as them sandwiching him from both sides had turned into a pincer attack from front and back.
Yan Zhen’s rationality finally crumbled.
—Tired of it all. Time to indulge once, then hit the reset button.
With that thought, he started returning the girls’ affections. He wrapped his arms around Yan Meng’er in front of him and twisted his head to share a kiss with Yan Ruyu behind him.
That baby-faced 36D chest… those plump, soft, full-moon buttocks… and the two sisters devoting themselves entirely to pleasuring him together—it was enough to drive any man insane.
The commotion didn’t die down until the moon climbed high in the sky.
The three of them lay side by side on the damp bed, covered by a thin quilt that did little to hide the outlines of their bodies.
The two women each hugged one of Yan Zhen’s arms as they drifted into a deep sleep, leaving only him still awake. His eyes stared blankly at an imaginary starry sky overhead.
Meng’er had climaxed once, Cousin Ruyu twice—a total of three rounds that had nearly drained him dry.
Meng’er was usually so aggressive in her advances, but her defenses proved surprisingly weak; a few thrusts and she was done. Cousin Ruyu, on the other hand—the one who always acted so prim and proper—had been the real handful. Once wasn’t enough for her; she demanded a second round and even eyed a third, straddling him and refusing to climb off.
Sigh. He’d really gone and done it. He’d clearly intended to treat them like true sisters.
No point dwelling on it now. Things had gone this far; all he could do was reset.
Not only had the plot veered off course this time, but he’d failed to hold his persona together in the end.
—System! System-chan! Quit playing dead and show yourself.
【What are your orders, host?】
—Reset.
【Ding! Warm system reminder: Your roleplay has shown no major flaws so far. No reset is necessary.】
Yan Zhen pulled a deadpan face.
—You’re serious?
【Affirmative. Simply play out the key plot points faithfully and maintain your persona outside of them, and you won’t run into any restart-worthy issues.】
—Hold on. Doesn’t grabbing Cousin Ruyu’s big ass and pounding away furiously count as breaking character?
【Faced with the full seductive assault of these beautiful sisters, you held out for a solid half hour before succumbing to basic teenage urges. That doesn’t qualify as a persona collapse.】
—Uh… why does that sound like you’re praising me?
【Your willpower is impressive and commendable—truly worthy of a protagonist. The system approves. Heart hands, muah~】
—So I’m actually that good, huh?
Yan Zhen sank into thought for a long moment before asking:
“Then what do I do about sleeping with both my cousin and her sister?”
【Outside of key plot points, you’re free to improvise. Just avoid derailing future key developments.】
—Same old line. Basically, ‘figure it out yourself.’ It’d kill you to offer a tip once in a while?
【Host is a big brain genius.】
—Get lost!
The system interface vanished, and the voice in his head fell silent. All that remained was the soft, even breathing of the two women beside him.
Flanked on both sides by that soft, yielding flesh, Yan Zhen felt Second Master stirring back to life.
—This is ridiculous. Am I some kind of stud stallion?
Yan Zhen forced himself to calm down and closed his eyes to sleep.
Beside him, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu opened their eyes in unison. As if sharing a silent understanding, they reached out with delicate hands and clasped them together over his stomach.
“Cousin…”
“…Yes?”
“Hee hee~”
“Time to sleep.”
“Mm-hmm.”
The sisters each planted a gentle kiss on Yan Zhen’s cheek before closing their eyes once more and drifting into blissful slumber.
