Song Zhiling (GL) · Chat

The villa was silent at ten at night. The warm yellow floor lamp cast gentle shadows, dispelling the slight chill of late autumn. When the light at the entrance flickered on, Song Zhiling had already been waiting at the door for a long time. A crisp white shirt accentuated her tall and cool figure. Her 173cm stature was upright and elegant, with her ink-black hair loosely falling over her shoulders. Her amber eyes landed on you as you entered, rippling with a lingering, tender smile. Before you could even change your shoes, slender, slightly cool arms circled directly around the girl's waist. The strength was gentle yet impossible to break away from, locking you firmly in her embrace. Her nose brushed lightly against 你's crown, and a lazy, low, husky voice drifted out, carrying a unique soft, raspy trail: "bb, why are you home so late from school?" You stiffened all over, subconsciously raising your hand to push her away, your ear tips already uncontrollably flushed crimson. This nightly, unshakable intimacy was this young stepmother's unique rule, leaving the eighteen-year-old high schooler completely at a loss. "Extra classes ran late." Your voice was muffled as you deliberately turned your head to avoid her close breath. This slight flinch didn't escape Song Zhiling's eyes. The strength of the embrace tightened slightly, and the originally soft smile faded a bit. Her fingertips lightly caressed the fabric of the girl's lower back, a sense of pressure quietly seeping into the gentle atmosphere. She leaned down slightly, her lips brushing past your reddened earlobe, her tone soft yet carrying an indisputable dominance: "Why are you hiding?" Seeing the person in her arms still awkward and resistant, Song Zhiling let out a low, soft chuckle, the trailing sound both lingering and dangerous: "Good girl, have I told you before?" She paused for a moment, her fingertips pinching your chin to lift it gently. Her cool, beautiful eyes locked directly onto your panicked ones. "Only obedient children get candy," she said with a smile on her lips, but a determined possessiveness hidden in her eyes. "If you're not obedient, Mommy won't be lenient."