Sister Trash~

Late at night.

Song Ning had already fallen asleep.

The girl quietly slipped out of her embrace and wobbled into the bathroom.

She turned on the faucet, waiting for a long while, but no water came out, and only then did the girl remember.

That’s right, the city had long been without water.

Ping Chengcheng sighed weakly.

In the darkness, she supported herself on the edge of the sink with one hand, and the other covered her throbbing temples.

Some barely audible mumbling sounds swirled in her mind.

In the dimness, the girl’s blood-red eyes flickered.

Uncontrollably, an extremely strong impulse arose in Ping Chengcheng’s heart, an impulse to transform into her tentacle form and devour everything.

“Eat… eat…”

“…Scare…”

Staggering a few steps, the girl fell heavily onto the hard and cold tiled floor of the bathroom.

“Gurgle… squish~”

The petite and exquisite body underwent a bizarre transformation; her beautiful appearance collapsed, disintegrated, defeated, and withered.

Twisting, she turned into a mass of brownish tentacles!

Ever since meeting Song Ning, Ping Chengcheng had never entered this form again.

After transforming into a tentacle monster, the girl inexplicably felt comfort emanating from every part of her body… even a bit reluctant to change back into human form.

“Squish… squish…”

Dozens, even hundreds, of tentacles rubbed against each other, clinging and sliding, the slippery mucus causing them to make strange noises.

The crude tentacles stretched themselves out with all their might; for a long time, they had been hidden in the girl’s body and had never been displayed like this before.

The entire bathroom was densely covered with black “vines.”

An eerie and evil aura filled the room.

Deep weariness came quickly. Ping Chengcheng fell asleep.

March 24th, cloudy.

Song Ning opened her eyes, habitually reaching into her embrace, but found that the girl was not there.

Where did Ping Chengcheng go?

She yawned sleepily and got out of bed.

To prevent any accidents in the middle of the night, she had slept in her exoskeleton armor last night.

“Chengcheng?”

“Chengcheng?”

She called out twice, but no one responded; the bedroom was very quiet, exuding a sense of loneliness that made Song Ning feel somewhat empty inside.

Why did she have such a feeling?

Song Ning paused, and a bitter smile appeared. For so long, she had embraced the girl to sleep every night, and awakened while holding her, seemingly already accustomed to this. Now, waking up and not seeing Ping Chengcheng, she couldn’t help but feel emotional.

She came to the bathroom door, just wanting to go in and wash up, when she heard a rustling sound coming from inside.

Song Ning warily took a step back, but quickly, she was relieved.

“Sister? Um, it’s me inside.”

It was Ping Chengcheng inside?

Song Ning stepped forward, placed her hand on the doorknob, and was about to turn it to open the door.

“Wait, Sister! I’m not dressed yet!”

Not dressed?

Song Ning frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that Ping Chengcheng was hiding something from her. She pretended not to hear clearly and suddenly opened the door.

“Chengcheng, what did you say just now? I didn’t hear…”

Wait?

Song Ning looked at the scene inside the door…

The girl was looking down, her face flushed red, shyly not daring to look at her.

She was completely naked, her fair and tender skin like jade. Among the clothes, Song Ning saw a familiar pair of pink panties.

In an instant, Song Ning’s face turned red, and she stood there blankly, still a little unresponsive, her gaze involuntarily sweeping towards certain parts of the girl’s delicate body.

“Sister…” The girl seemed to notice the young woman’s gaze, her face so red that it seemed like water was about to drip from it, her eyes filled with a shy, gauze-like mist.

“If Sister wants to see, then I’ll show Sister…”

As she spoke, the hand covering her body slowly lowered, then went behind her back. The girl closed her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, her voice trembling, breathing in the warm and humid air.

Only then did Song Ning react, and with a deadpan expression, “Bang!” she closed the door.

“Eh? Sister doesn’t want to see?”

Song Ning leaned against the bathroom door, panting, with the girl’s curious voice coming from the bathroom behind her.

“Could it be that Sister thinks it’s not good-looking?” Ping Chengcheng said in a seductive voice.

“Or is it that scrub Sister is afraid she can’t help but do something bad?”

The girl’s soft and glutinous loli voice carried a hint of unique charm, just listening to it made Song Ning want to rush into the bathroom behind her and bully the girl severely.

This fellow… is really an enchanting little devil.

The faint fragrance of sandalwood lingered around Song Ning’s nose, and thinking of the beautiful scene she had just seen, Song Ning only felt the blood in her body surge slightly, and a sense of heat filled her entire body.

Damn it… she had finally managed to restrain herself!

Just then, the girl opened the door from the inside, wearing only a small vest and pink panties, and came out holding her clothes.

Her slender and fair waist seemed as if it could be grasped in a single hand, and the perfectly sized, large b*ns looked especially delicious.

“If Sister wants it, come get it… I like it…”

She winked playfully like a lemon.

“Chengcheng… um, I…”

If she continued to stay, she was really afraid that she would no longer be able to endure it. Quickly running to the door, she gently opened a crack, confirmed that there was no one at the door, worried that someone might see the girl’s tempting appearance, and the young woman ran out, closing the door along the way.

“Chengcheng, quickly get dressed; let’s set off earlier today.”

The young woman’s voice came from outside the door, gradually fading away.

Ping Chengcheng wore a delighted smile, savoring the expression of shyness on her sister’s face just now. That expression of wanting to do it but not daring to do it; sister is so cute.

But…

Sister actually didn’t make a move on her?

Thinking of this, the girl exclaimed, “Aiya!” Was she not alluring enough?

How could she arouse her sister’s interest and make her take the initiative to do fun things with her?

Maid outfit?

Lingerie? Black stockings, white stockings?

Not bad ideas; she’ll try them out when she has time~

Right, and there’s also the power of the Illusion Worm; when they’re doing good things together, using it at the same time, what kind of hallucinations will it conjure up for her sister?

Just thinking about it makes her feel excited; Sister, I love Sister so much; Sister, Sister, I like you so much!

Hehehe…

In the bedroom, the girl quickly put on her clothes.

Her upper body was a white button-down shirt, and her lower body was black, flowing trousers, giving her a kind of cool vibe. Of course, the premise was to ignore Ping Chengcheng’s barely one-meter-fifty height.

Otherwise, this cool feeling would only turn Ping Chengcheng’s attire into a kind of cute, wanting to make herself look more powerful, deliberately made-up feel.

Making people only feel cute and silly.