Su Fan, adept at observation, keenly discovered that Yin Qianyue's body was more suited for light torture, and involuntarily added a bit more force.

Yin Qianyue's cries were almost soul-destroying.

With a light kick, Su Fan knocked Yin Qianyue to the ground and then used the end of the rope as a whip, lightly lashing her body. Yin Qianyue twisted and writhed like a water snake, constantly changing her form.

This tigress was fully enjoying the process of being tamed by Su Fan.

"Enough, enough."

Minutes later, having reached her first climax, Yin Qianyue signaled for mercy.

Su Fan appropriately stopped.

He picked up Yin Qianyue, who was lying on the ground, and placed her on the sofa, but did not untie the ropes binding her.

Although Su Fan's strokes were very light, they still left many red marks on Yin Qianyue's body.

This was the proof of Su Fan's conquest on this battlefield.

Su Fan poured a glass of water and fed some to Yin Qianyue. During the rest, he asked,

"You said just now that your stress comes from your family, but looking at this nice house, your family must be very wealthy. This kind of life is what countless ordinary people dream of, so how can you feel the pressure?"

"Haven't you heard that there is no such thing as a free lunch?"

Yin Qianyue revealed a bitter smile, speaking with a tone filled with extreme sorrow and helplessness.

"Many things in this world are relatively fair. I do enjoy abundant material benefits, but similarly, I also have to pay some price for the things I enjoy, especially freedom."

"I can't choose my own life, work, studies, even the purest love a woman can have are all out of my control. Do you think such a life has any meaning?"

Without waiting for Su Fan to respond, Yin Qianyue realized she had said too much and hurriedly changed the subject, saying,

"Mr. Su, I have rested enough. We can continue."

Su Fan knew he had been too curious.

"Alright, you probably also suffer from insomnia at night, don't you?"

"How do you know?"

Yin Qianyue looked at Su Fan somewhat surprised.

Her expression became somewhat cautious.

After all, her acquaintance with Su Fan indeed had many questionable aspects.

Su Fan just chuckled.

"Isn't it quite normal to have insomnia due to stress?"

"Oh."

Yin Qianyue nodded half-convinced.

Su Fan didn't give Yin Qianyue much time to think.

"Since you've been suffering from chronic insomnia and anxiety, I think you might want to try this approach."

In the living room balcony, there was a ring hanging down from the ceiling, an aid for Yin Qianyue's regular yoga practice, which now greatly assisted Su Fan.

At that moment, Yin Qianyue was sitting on the sofa facing Su Fan. He lifted her legs and pressed them down toward the back of her head.

Instantly, Yin Qianyue was displayed in an extremely humiliating position before Su Fan.

Even though she wore tight yoga shorts, which provided some cover, the contours and shapes below were still very clearly presented in front of Su Fan.

Yin Qianyue's body was tall and thin, yet her lower parts were quite plump.

From the edge of her shorts, a few strands of brown 'weed' could vaguely be seen.

Su Fan didn't expect the 'little forest' to be that color and wondered if it was natural or artificially modified.

"What, what are you doing?"

"Quick, let me go."

Yin Qianyue suddenly showed a shy demeanor; her handsome cheeks blushed instantly, enchanting anyone who looked at her.