The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist

Lan Ziyu slowly opened his long, narrow and good-looking black eyes. Next, he sat on her bedside and bent down. He didn't know why but when he smelled that floral scent coming from her body, all the frustrations brewing inside him simply vanished into nothingness, replaced by a rare peaceful state of mind.

His eyes were glued to her youthful and vigorous body which was full of enticement. He couldn't help leering at her, tracing the outline of her milky white nightgown which was tightly hugging her well-endowed figure. Her long and black hair was loosely scattered on the embroidered pillow under her. It gave her the image of a disheveled beauty. Despite the flesh being hidden from sight by the soft and silky fabric, it still made his imagination runs wild because he knew how stunning the landscape underneath was.

He put one of his legs further onto the bed, brushing his thigh against her perky buttocks. The sensation of her bouncy flesh, adding to the indescribable warmth and softness, slowly spread on his thigh. He felt as if all his blood was rushing down toward his little brother. At that moment, he lost his mind.

The string of his reason broke. He stretched his hand and reached for her butt. He could feel the icy sensation of the silk seeping through his palm. His fingers sank into the firmness of her round buttock. Then, his thumb started to rub back and forth, sliding on her cloth. Gradually, his hand traveled amongst the folds of her clothes but touching her like that was far too unsatisfying for him. Hence, his hand went up to explore her waist.

Despite the persisting satiny sensation rubbing on her skin, Zhou Min didn't react, seemingly asleep. In fact, from the moment Lan Ziyu entered her room, she had inquired 484 about the progress of the task. In order to ensure the smooth progression of it, she couldn't let Lan Ziyu found out she was pretending to be asleep. Therefore, she had to make a deal with 484 to shield her from Lan Ziyu's perception.

She successfully let a strong martial artist like Lan Ziyu believed she was asleep. Regarding her queer approach, 484 felt quite exasperated. "Number 250, can you not be so unreasonable? You make me anxious to death!"

Zhou Min felt her head ached. "Can you not shout that stupid name when talking to me?!"

"What's wrong with it? It's your codename, why do you feel irritated by it?" 484 almost lost its cool due to Zhou Min's unreasonable attitude. Why did it have to be paired with that kind of person? It felt that its host barely put any effort, always making it clean up behind her.

When Lan Ziyu gently stroked her behind, 484 has increased Zhou Min's sensitivity to a higher threshold which caught her unprepared, and a moan escaped from her. She wanted to curse because, at that moment, Lan Ziyu seemed as if he had been hit by lightning. His mind cleared. What was he doing? This person was his little sister.

She was his little sister, the one who he neglected and let everyone in the harem bully her for the past three years, even her chastity was taken by him. Originally, he didn't care much and still wanted to continue on this incestuous path, but, at present, he hesitated. Since the misunderstandings had been cleared, how could he have no qualm toward his sister whom he had cherished from the day she was born?

He groaned, laughing at himself. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that even after sitting on the throne, he would still not be able to do as he pleased. Perhaps, it was not because he couldn't, but he wouldn't. It might be because he could no longer stand seeing her sad. Her disappointment and her pain might be his end.

"Big Brother… Don't… Don't go…"

Sensing that Lan Ziyu was about to change his mind, 484 menacingly said, "Lazy-ass 250, if you can't retain the male lead this time, I will make sure your next task is a harem!"

"That kind of immoral tasks exist? I don't wanna-!" She was frightened. Even thinking about it makes her legs soft. If it was a harem task, would she be able to get out alive from the bed?

Damn system! In order to motivate her to capture the male lead, it used every mean necessary. She really wanted to cry. That was tantamount to killing her! It was better to get fucked several times by one person than being shared by several.

Zhou Min, who had steeled herself, let out a lustful moan – low but sweet like candy. One of her arm "involuntary" moved and wound up on Lan Ziyu's thigh. She hooked it lightly. At that moment, Lan Ziyu, who was planning to retract his leg, became tense and his leg remained motionless.

"Big Brother! Don't leave me!" She subtly scuttled her head, switching her pillow for his thigh. "Don't throw me away! As long as you don't throw me away, I'll do anything for you~ Big Brother… Big Brother… Brother…"

He was caught off guard by the suddenness of her actions. He was lost in a daze, snapping out of it only after a long moment. He thought she was awake, but her breathing was even, so he concluded she was having a nightmare. However, an upheaval of emotions which hard to describe overwhelmed him when he heard her sleep-talk.

What do you want me to do? Do you wish that I treat you as my woman, Min'er?

He lowered his head with his face stretched by a distressed smile. He intended to put back her head onto the pillow no matter what, but as the moonlight trickled through the bed curtain, the beautiful sight of her face dazzled him. For a moment, he felt as if he lost his soul even forgetting to breathe.

Her tear-stained face was so lovely and pitiful, making his heart melt in tenderness. She appeared so pure like a snow lotus growing at the summit of a snowy mountain, aloof and ethereal, deterring people from any thought of profanation. Yet, such a bright face had been twisted into a mess from that night pleasure. The memories of it kept repeating itself in his mind, filling him with a suffocating feeling.

She frowned, heartbroken by her nightmare, which caused Lan Ziyu to feel infinitely distressed for her. She was obviously asleep, but her tears flow out like a broken dam, tracing her cheeks and passing by her plump lips as red as fire. The sight of those lips alighted him from inside. Only he knew how delicious those cherry lips of her taste like – so tasty, it was addicting! How he wished he could swallow her whole.

Her unconscious mumbling rekindled his hope – hope of being with her. Do you want to accompany me in this "hell", my dear Lan Min?

"Brother… I don't want you to leave me. Brother… Don't leave me…"

He felt his thigh growing numb as she continued to use it as her pillow, but soon, a wet sensation spread from her head to his inner thigh. Looking down, he saw his thigh drenched in her tears. Each of her teardrops felt like daggers piercing his heart. It made his heart throbbed in pain.

Remorse filled him as he thought of how such a lovely and sunny little girl has been broken by his indifference and cold treatment. Even in her sleep, she had no rest, only sadness.

Like a lake rippling from a stone dropping, his frozen emotions rippled silently. Wave after wave, he was overwhelmed by sadness, pain, joy and many other complex emotions.

Quietly, he watched over her, reluctant to part with her. Then, there was a thought, a selfish one. It grew bigger and bigger, occupying his mind – he wanted to bind her to him forever. When he realized how wrong such thought was, it was too late. He was like a weary traveler that finally came to a stop and wanted an abode – he wanted to thaw their frozen relationship.

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