“Huh?”
Before Luo Xiaosu could make a sound, she felt her body being surrounded by the cold vines again.
Her body was turned upright again, and the vines slithered up along her body, wrapping around her arms, twisting them behind her back, hoisting her high, forcing her to stick out her chest.
The vines at her ankles then tightly bound each of her legs, pulling them wide apart, forming a large “M” shape in the air.
The wide cloak once again covered her body, but it couldn’t block anything; instead, it became even more alluring.
The vines roamed back and forth inside, tracing out seductive curves.
‘Eh, eh? Isn’t this wrong? How is the style getting weirder?’
Luo Xiaosu’s mind briefly froze, going completely blank.
She dully felt the shameful posture her body was forced into, realizing she was now exposed in an extremely indecent position in front of Aiweila.
Especially the feeling of helplessness as her legs were forced apart, unable to close, only able to twist her body weakly—her sense of shame instantly reached its peak.
A blush spread wildly from her neck, instantly dyeing her ears red, as if white steam could rise from her head.
“Ai… Aiweila!”
Luo Xiaosu’s tone shot up due to extreme shame and anger, even carrying a hint of tears in her voice.
“What are you doing! Make them stop!”
Aiweila stood there dazedly, watching Luo Xiaosu’s on-the-verge-of-tears expression in midair, her mouth slightly open, her gaze uncontrollably roaming over her body.
From the raised chest, to the fair and beautiful thighs, finally landing on the jade-like feet that had lost their shoes from the violent struggle.
Those feet were small and delicate, tinged with a faint pink, the toes curled tightly from tension, as if inviting someone to touch them.
‘Sister looks like this… so sexy! Even prettier than in the book! I want… to reach out and touch…’
During the time she was stunned, the vines seemed to suddenly gain intelligence, no longer just tightly binding her body.
The two vines used to fix her ankles slowly slithered down along Luo Xiaosu’s fair insteps.
Then, one of them precisely wound between Luo Xiaosu’s toes, and then, gently, tickled the most sensitive arch of her foot.
“Eek!”
Luo Xiaosu’s constantly struggling body instantly felt like it had been shocked, letting out a completely distorted coquettish cry.
Her originally tense instep immediately arched up, and her toes curled tightly.
As if discovering a new continent, the vine used its fuzzy tip to lightly brush against Luo Xiaosu’s slightly reddened sole, over and over.
“No… no! Not there! Hahaha… it tickles! Aiweila! Make it stop! Hahaha…”
Luo Xiaosu laughed until tears almost came out, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
She tried to retract her legs, but the vines forcibly pulled them apart, leaving her helpless to endure this devastating “torture.”
Her little face, originally flushed from shame and anger, was now red from laughing, crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
The dignity of an older sister was completely gone, leaving only non-stop laughter.
Just when Luo Xiaosu felt like she might burst from laughing, the vines finally stopped.
“Ha… ha… Aiweila! You… ha… you little brat! Big Sister… big sister is going to get mad! Let me down!”
Luo Xiaosu gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently, still not recovered from the torment of the foot tickling.
However, just when Luo Xiaosu thought she was about to be let down, a few more slender branches split off from the vines, wantonly roaming over her body.
“Wh… what’s going on?”
Feeling the disturbance from her hem, Luo Xiaosu instinctively lowered her head to check.
But the wide cloak completely blocked her view, making it impossible to see what was happening underneath.
She could only feel the cold, slippery vines slowly crawling in along the edge of her clothes, pressing against her flat belly, and then gently, slowly, rubbing.
The sensation was like a person’s hand wantonly exploring her sensitive skin.
An indescribable chill came from her lower abdomen, and Luo Xiaosu’s eyes widened instantly.
‘It’s… touching me!’
Realizing the vines’ intimate actions, Luo Xiaosu almost fainted from shame.
She was about to call out loudly to Aiweila to stop this damn magic.
But the moment she opened her mouth to shout, a vine suddenly snaked up agilely from behind her head, accurately plugging her mouth and forcing all her cries back down her throat, leaving only muffled “Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”
“…”
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
“N-no way!”
This scream was no longer a coquettish plea or a beg for mercy, but a breakdown cry that completely broke through the limit of shame.
Ignoring the strange sensations on her body, the magic power Luo Xiaosu had been suppressing within her exploded sharply at this moment due to extreme shame and anger.
“Get away from me!”
Boom!
A burning, fiery red fireball immediately appeared, carrying all her shame and rage, and exploded instantly.
The vines that had been running wild were instantly burned off at the roots by the violent high temperature.