The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

As the rich fragrance spread, Lor's body began to react spontaneously.

Lor once took similar drugs for a long time under the control of his aunt and cultists. His body became weak and extremely sensitive, unable to withstand the provocation of the opposite sex.

Once you have experienced the nourishment of love, you will be addicted to it and unable to extricate yourself.

After drinking the water of the River Styx, Lor's body was no longer as sensitive as before, and he would not become aroused by desire when teased.

But now, guided by the rich fragrance, the medicinal properties that had been accumulated were once again stimulated.

What's even more deadly is that the aroma that permeates at this moment is hundreds of times stronger than the smell of the medicine Lor had taken before, to the point that it feels a little overly sweet.

"..."

Just by smelling it, Lor felt his whole body go weak, and the pain in his body seemed to disappear, replaced by a light and intoxicated feeling.

It’s like hugging your lover after getting drunk, breathing in the scent of the shower gel on each other’s body, and feeling the joy and peace of mind when their hair brushes against their warm face.

The blush gradually spread all over his body, surged onto Lor's cute cheeks, and even turned red to his ears.

“You’re really sensitive.”

Ilandani seemed to have not expected Lor to react so quickly. She looked at the bottle in her hand with a little surprise.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Lost, lost in a dream..."

Lor's eyes were a little blurred at this time. Having taken medicine made from Datura root for a long time, he understood the effects of this medicine better than others.

The so-called dream refers to this light and hazy feeling. Its function is not just to make people aroused or burning with desire.

Its real effect is to make people enter an intoxicated hypnotic state. In this special hypnotic state, the thinking of the person taking the drug will become turbid and dull.

They will become very easy to trust others, and this trust is not based on logic, but on emotion.

Even if your mind tells you that the other person is telling malicious lies, you will emotionally choose to believe them and give up resistance.

This series of drugs is widely used in negotiations, but with a slight adjustment in the formula, it can become a notorious love potion.

People who take the drug will easily develop a liking for people around them, and at the same time crave the comfort and affection of their loved ones. If this desire is responded to, they will feel satisfied from the bottom of their hearts.

On the other hand, if you are not satisfied, you will feel extremely empty. This emptiness will not disappear easily, but will accumulate again and again.

If you take it for a long time but still can't get satisfaction, you will be like Lor before.

As soon as you smell the scent of the opposite sex, your whole body will feel hot, and once you touch them, you will have a reaction.

“This isn’t one of those inferior imitations.”

Elendani said softly,

"This is made from real mandrake fruit. It's the potion of the god of love."

"Come on, open your mouth."

Lor stared at the small bottle in Ilandani's hand, watching her gently pour the colorless and transparent liquid in the bottle onto her fingertips, and the liquid flowed into her palm.

Then the slender jade hand slowly approached her.

The source of that rich and subtle fragrance is right in front of my nose, but it seems to have disappeared. Instead, there is a warm feeling like bathing in a hot spring.

No, you can’t…

Lor knew in his heart that he should keep his lips tightly closed, but he felt a pain in his neck and the blood-colored thorn patterns were faintly glowing.

"what……"

The pain made Lor subconsciously open his lips slightly, and Ilandani took advantage of the opportunity.

hum-

Luo Er felt his mind go blank. Where was he? What was he doing?

I only knew that I was tasting something delicious, and I forgot all about the pain in my body and the predicament of being in the dungeon.

Ilandani narrowed her eyes slightly. The faint fragrance in the air also had some effect on her. Her snow-white and delicate legs slightly clamped the hem of her skirt.

At this moment, her fingertips were being held by lips as tender and soft as flowers.

The boy's bright eyes were filled with confused desire. Like a little animal licking delicious food, Ilandani pulled out her fingers.

Lor subconsciously stretched his neck upwards like a mermaid on the hook, and did not feel at ease until he touched Ilandani's palm.

Line by line, the lines on the palm are depicted, so delicate and so enchanting.

Lor leaned his whole body in Ilandani's arms to relieve the irresistible heat.

Suddenly, his hand was pulled away. The young man was stunned and spoke in a sobbing voice.

"Woo..."

Ilandani was not feeling well at this moment either. The surging desire was eroding her sanity, urging her to kill the beauty in front of her right there and then.

But her strong self-control allowed her to maintain her sanity. She coldly pulled her hand away, stood up from the iron chair, and left Lor tied up alone.

"Do not……"

The boy looked at her aloofness in disbelief, wanting to stand up from the chair and throw himself into her arms at all costs.

But his hands and feet were tied up by thorns, and the violent struggle caused his skin to be cut by the thorns, and blood flowed.

"If I satisfy you now, it won't be a punishment, it will be a reward."

Ilandani said calmly, although her chest was rising and falling violently, which showed that she was not calm at the moment.

"Just keep doing this today. I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

"I hope you're not broken by then."

Ilandani spoke slowly, turned around and left, although her walking posture was a little strange.

"Don't go, please..."

Behind him was a young boy begging and crying. His eyes were empty and heartbroken, making him look as pitiful as a kitten abandoned by its owner.

She knew that after today, the boy would be much more obedient.

……

It’s so hot and painful.

The wounds on his body no longer hurt. It seemed that there was some kind of healing ingredient in the magic potion of the god of love. Even the cuts on his skin healed and were as tender as if he had just been born again.

Before leaving, Ilandani even controlled the thorns to grow thornless branches to tie up the boy.

Under the strong effects of the drug, the boy would probably struggle desperately regardless of the sharp thorns, further aggravating his injuries.

This is not good. What Ilandani wants is not a broken toy.

The time is so terribly long and so hard to endure.

Lor kept twisting his naked body on the iron chair, trying to relieve the heat in his body with a little friction, but it only got worse.

He wished desperately that something could knock him unconscious so that he wouldn't have to suffer such torture.

If this continues for a long time, my brain might get burned out.

Lor cried out for help feebly as if he was dying.

"Who can help me……"

A layer of black mist slowly emerged in his eyes that were immersed in desire, and something emerged from the mist.

In the empty dungeon, there was still only Lor tied to the iron chair, but in Lor's eyes, a dark figure stood in front of him.

He didn't know how attractive he looked at this moment, just like a peeled lychee with crystal clear flesh underneath.

He just asked for help from the phantom in front of him, just like a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert and saw water.

"Help……"

Miss Yasha lowered her bloodshot eyes and looked at Lor's helpless yet tempting appearance. Anyone would want to eat up this crystal clear fruit.

"The potion of the goddess of love, I have to thank her this time..."

Miss Yasha muttered.

Lor looked in front of him. The black-haired woman with bloodshot eyes, whom only he could see, raised her hand and gently touched his eyebrows with her slender white fingers.

"Go to sleep."

The quiet darkness engulfed everything.