Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 660 Quit pretending...

Immediately after the phone call concluded, Ariana, filled with bewilderment, inquired, "What's with my mother and the others? Why would they call my brother-in-law instead of me or Leah?"

Leah let out a playful giggle and responded, "To catch the general, you must first capture the king~ Isn't that obvious?"

Amidst their lighthearted banter, the skewers rapidly arrived. The two young women were genuinely famished, and as no specific spice level was requested, the skewers were served with a default spicy kick.

Fortunately, both ladies possessed a tolerance for spicy food. While savoring the barbecue, they commenced drinking ice-cold beer. Luis made no effort to urge them to drink more; he simply partook in his own meal and beverages, content to observe their playful disputes, which provided a rather enjoyable form of entertainment.

Approximately twenty minutes into their meal, Luis had finished two large steins of beer, while each of the young women had consumed one mug and had already made numerous trips to the restroom.

At their tender age, their capacity for alcohol was inherently limited, making it impossible for them to hold much liquor. Nevertheless, when it came to verbal sparring, neither was inclined to concede defeat.

Had Luis not assumed the role of the amicable peacekeeper, their arguments would have escalated into a more significant confrontation. Ariana, in particular, exuded an air of self-satisfaction, boasting about her ability to consume hard liquor and mockingly asserting that Leah could not possibly match her.

This ignited a fiery response from her sister-in-law, who immediately challenged Ariana to a contest of hard liquor consumption. If Luis had not intervened to prevent it, the establishment would have devolved into a veritable war zone.

It is indeed true that alcohol can act as an amplifier for desire, but this effect is most pronounced when one is merely tipsy—around eighty percent intoxicated yet still possessing a degree of lucidity. This state represents the ideal threshold for entering a receptive mood, making arousal and heightened sensitivity incredibly achievable.

Should they succumb to complete intoxication, much like on a previous occasion, any possibility of enjoyment would be entirely extinguished.

To simply lie inanimate, akin to a lifeless fish, would bear no distinction from engaging in necrophilia. Luis had long since lost any inclination towards such crude tactics, involving the intoxication of others for personal advantage.

Even in the absence of sexual activity, the mere observation of a beautiful woman succumbing to desire and moaning under his playful provocations offered an unparalleled source of pleasure.

By gently restraining them in this manner, Luis inadvertently fostered an atmosphere where the two young women felt even more at ease and emboldened to act with greater abandon.

Their innocent, charming faces were adorned with the flush of a delightful intoxication, and the liquid shimmer in their eyes lent them an even more captivating allure. The distinct, subtly seductive charm inherent in youthful women presented a stark contrast to the sensuality of adult women.

Shortly after ten o'clock, his wife Lily contacted him, her voice soft as she asked, "Honey, are you two preparing to return home soon?"

"We'll be back shortly!"

Despite the substantial consumption of alcohol, they had barely made a dent in the skewers, and a considerable portion of the ordered food had yet to arrive. Observing the girls' enthusiastic drinking, it seemed they were nearing the end of their current indulgence.

He recognized the necessity of allowing them a brief respite. Continuing their rapid pace of drinking would undoubtedly lead to discomfort, potentially jeopardizing the evening's intended activities.

"Then I shall await your arrival at home. Please bring some barbecue back for me, won't you? I'm beginning to feel a touch peckish."

"Certainly! Inform Mother and the others not to prepare any late-night snacks. I'll bring some back, and we can all enjoy a meal together!"

Luis felt a surge of delight upon hearing this. When his expectant wife expressed a desire for food, it was to be treated as an immediate directive.

However, the elder generation harbored reservations about consuming barbecue, considering it too prone to inducing internal heat. Yet, aware of her mother-in-law's leniency, Lily had discreetly conveyed her craving to him.

Under normal circumstances, if she were to experience such a craving, she would have to satisfy it discreetly outside the home. There was no possibility of openly indulging in it within the household.

After concluding the call, he informed the two young women of the situation. The younger pair immediately began exclaiming their desire to continue their drinking session upon their return home.

The primary concern was that, on a sweltering summer day, indulging in barbecue within an establishment lacking air conditioning, while perhaps offering a certain street-food ambiance, was not something appreciated by individuals of their age.

To them, the environment simply felt stuffy, uncomfortably warm, and conducive to sweating. The ambient odors were also rather unappealing, and they harbored concerns about the scent clinging to their attire.

The distinct advantage of the side street in their neighborhood lay in the sheer number of eateries, any one of which could facilitate deliveries to residents within the community, including the local convenience store.

Luis placed a substantial order for additional barbecue skewers, along with various snacks to complement the alcoholic beverages. He also procured two cases of chilled beer and an ice bucket from the nearby convenience store.

The journey home with the two young girls concluded, and stepping inside the house brought an immediate sense of pleasant relief. The living room's air conditioning was set to full blast, offering an almost unbelievable coolness that felt incredibly comforting.

"Honey, you're home!"

The moment they crossed the threshold, the two girls swiftly made their way to take showers. Leah's subtle plan was thwarted, as Ariana, clutching her nightgown and underwear, dashed directly into her aunt's room.

Luis, also sticky with sweat, returned to his own room for a quick shower before reappearing downstairs clad only in shorts.

"Where are Mom and the others?"

Incense continued to burn at the shrine, with offerings meticulously arranged, yet his mother-in-law and sister-in-law were nowhere in sight.

Lily nestled affectionately against her husband's chest, her voice laced with a playful smile, "They've all gone back to the teahouse!"

By the time the food delivery arrived, the two girls had, one after the other, nearly completed their showers.

Both emerged wearing light, strappy nightgowns. Leah, opting to go braless, presented a truly captivating spectacle as she descended the stairs, her chest eliciting a mesmerizing jiggle with each step.

Although her younger cousin was less endowed, her skin after the shower was fair and possessed a healthy rosy glow. The lingering flush from the alcohol on her face added a notably seductive allure.

The sight of the two young women emerging from their baths simultaneously was, without question, a beautiful scene to witness.

Lily inquired with a touch of gentle admonishment, "Little Sister, why aren't you wearing a bra?"

"It's far too hot! I'd develop a heat rash if I felt so constricted. How could I possibly wear one?"

Leah casually settled onto a seat and let out a giggle, "What's the matter, Second Sister? Are you envious? If you are, just tell my brother-in-law not to stare. I truly don't mind. It's not as if I'm completely without clothes on."

Under normal circumstances, she would never have dared to utter such a provocative jest; it was entirely the alcohol that had emboldened her.

Lily's face turned a shade of crimson, yet she remained silent. After all, she couldn't reasonably argue that her younger cousin was an outsider.

"Unlike some individuals, it makes no difference whether you wear one or not… Wait, no, I retract that. Certain people could always benefit from some padding, couldn't they?"

As the younger sister-in-law delivered this remark, her gaze, ambiguous and laced with disdain, swept pointedly across Ariana's chest.

The younger cousin responded with a pout, holding nothing back, "Yes, yes, big milk cow. It's not like you're the sole recipient of their benefits. What exactly are you so proud about?"

Ariana felt a growing sense of unease and discomfort. After all, her second cousin was the legitimate wife of the household, and considering the developing intimacy with her brother-in-law, a feeling of guilt couldn't be suppressed.

Simultaneously, she shyly averted her gaze. The primary issue was her brother-in-law's attire; he was only wearing shorts. Even though he wasn't aroused, a distinct bulge was clearly visible in the center of his shorts.

A young woman should maintain a certain distance from her father figure. Back home, Logan never adopted such a casual manner of undress. At the very least, he would wear shorts paired with a white undershirt…

Consequently, she felt a degree of awkwardness. However, observing that her two cousins appeared entirely accustomed to the situation, she felt too embarrassed to voice any objections.

Leah adjusted the air conditioning to a cooler setting and, noticing her cousin's evident discomfort, remarked with a teasing laugh, "Oh my~ So you do possess the capacity for embarrassment, do you?"

"Stop feigning innocence. My brother-in-law always dresses this way at home. It's the same even when your mother and my mother are present. We are all family here, so simply allow yourself to be as comfortable as you wish."

"Some people, however, should refrain from viewing matters with such a judgmental perspective…"

With the advantage of being in her own territory, Leah's retorts were undeniably sharp. Her verbal dexterity at that exact moment was bordering on the superhuman.

Ariana, constrained by the serene presence of her gentle second cousin, refrained from retaliating with excessive harshness or curse words. She merely shot her a furious glare, ultimately choosing to disengage from further conversation.

"Enough, you two. Every time you see each other, you resort to bickering."

Lily looked on with an expression of mild exasperation, a smile gracing her lips. "You've been squabbling since childhood, and you still can't manage to behave yourselves now. You are no longer little children, so cease this constant quarreling."

The arrival of takeout and barbecue was swift, accompanied shortly thereafter by beer. They commenced their meal and drinks while engrossed in watching television.

Lily observed the two young women indulging in beer once more. Her brow furrowed, and an instinctive urge to admonish them arose, given that she was widely regarded as the most conscientious member of the family.

Luis gently placed his hand on his wife's thigh, a smile gracing his lips as he shook his head. "Why don't we let them enjoy their day off tomorrow, my dear? Just this once, let's not spoil their fun, hmm?"

"Fine, but you better not overdo it with the drinks!"

Lily, wanting to maintain her husband's reputation, suppressed the urge to scold the children.

"Hooray for Second Sister!"

Without the presence of any adults, a sense of ease filled the air. They feasted, imbibed, and enjoyed the television, crafting a small, vibrant celebration.