Taboo Conquest of Lustful Emperor

Seeing her father leave, Youyou glanced at her sister Xiaoxin, who sat blushing, and bravely approached to sit beside her.

"Sister, can you teach me how to play?" Youyou asked after a moment, noticing her three sisters engrossed in their game with no intention of teaching her. A hint of sadness tinged her voice.

"Sure, but you have to call us aunt!" Li Xin replied with a mischievous smile, eyeing the little girl who was close to her age.

"Why?" Youyou tilted her head, puzzled, as Li Xin turned to face her.

"Hehe, you call my brother Dad, right? If you call him Dad and we call him Brother, doesn't that make us your aunts? So, call us aunt, and I'll teach you right away!" Li Xin teased, feeling a pang of jealousy from Youyou's constant "Dad" calls, especially after the bathroom incident, and decided to playfully assert herself.

"But you're not much older than me. Why should I call you aunt?" Youyou countered.

"You're only a few years younger than my brother, so why do you call him Dad?" Li Xin shot back.

"That's... that's..." Youyou stammered, unable to respond. Her face flushed, and tears welled in her eyes. As they began to fall, Li Xin quickly hugged her, a flicker of panic on her face, and said, "There, there, don't cry! If Dad sees you crying, he'll scold me. It's okay—call us aunt, and there are lots of perks!"

"What perks?" Youyou asked, her tears pausing as she nestled into Li Xin's warm embrace, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.

"Hehe, if you call us little aunt, we'll love you tons, buy you yummy treats, take you out to play, teach you games, and protect you. Plus, we'll kiss your cute face every day. How's that?" Li Xin, grinning slyly, kissed Youyou's tender cheek after tempting her with promises.

"Yay, okay! Aunt, aunt, aunt!" Youyou exclaimed, excited by the fun prospects. She called out to Li Xin, then ran to Li Yan and Li Feng, repeating the title, before returning to Li Xin, tugging her hand. "Little aunt, teach me to play now!"

"Alright, my sweet niece! Here's a candy for being so good! Let's learn to play, hahaha!" Li Xin laughed, delighted.

As Li Long walked in with two laptops, he saw his three sisters enjoying themselves with Youyou. He approached happily but nearly fainted when he heard Youyou call them "aunt." Steadfast, he didn't collapse. Reflecting, he sighed—forced affection isn't sweet, but at least he hadn't crossed any lines. Forcing a smile, he set the laptops down, logged into the game on one, and asked Li Xin to teach Youyou. He then moved to a corner, opened his laptop, connected to the internet, and checked his forum. Seeing 100,000 registered members, a third of them foreigners, he felt a surge of pride.

"Woo, the boss is finally here! I thought you'd forgotten your little brother!" a message popped up.

"Enough with the drama. What have you got?" Li Long typed back.

"Haha, you're psychic! Just got some cool stuff, and you show up..." the reply came.

"Send it over later. Also, I'm revamping the forum. Save those hidden resources on another site. I had my team set up a new website, and I'll manage both. We're turning this one into an online novel platform. I'll send you details soon—build this site and the new one based on that. Got it?" Li Long instructed. After a few minutes, he logged off and joined Youyou, who was clumsily controlling her game character, getting shot down quickly but playing with enthusiasm. Not wanting to interrupt her fun with his sisters, he quietly left for the hall.

"Xiaolong, where's Youyou?" Zhu Feiyan asked, puzzled, as she chatted with Li Long's mother, Li Jie, and Hong Mei. She approached him, surprised not to see her daughter, who usually clung to him.

"She's having a blast playing games with Xiaoxin and the others. I didn't want to disturb them, so I came down," Li Long said, smiling at Zhu Feiyan's concern for her daughter.

"That's wonderful!" Zhu Feiyan replied, relieved and joyful that Youyou had found playmates.

Just then, Li Long's phone rang. A familiar, melodic voice teased, "Guess who I am..."

Recognizing the international number, Li Long's face lit up as he thought of Fei'er, the mixed-race beauty he hadn't seen in six weeks. "Is that Fei'er? Are you and your sister in the Earth nation? Where are you? I'll pick you up!" he exclaimed.

"Long, we thought you'd forgotten us! We're in Beilin City. Come get us!" the voice replied, surprised and excited.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Li Long repeated, then addressed the women in the hall and rushed out.

"Long..." Zhu Feiyan called.

"Little husband..." another voice echoed.

In under ten minutes, Li Long reached Beilin City's main station waiting hall, scanning for the two mixed-race sisters he adored. Two sweet voices called from the left corner. Looking up, he saw two curvy beauties in T-shirts, shirts, and jeans, waving excitedly 50 meters away. Overjoyed, he ran to them, enveloping the sisters—one older, one younger—in a warm hug. He swung Meng'er, his "little wife," around, drawing glances from others in the hall.

"Long, take us to eat first. We're starving! And we need a shower!" Fei'er said, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement from the passenger seat.

"Hey, little husband, did you miss me?" Meng'er piped up, leaning forward with a pout.

Gazing at Meng'er's stunning face—her petite nose, large blue eyes, and fragrant lips—Li Long couldn't resist. He wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her deeply.

"Hehe..." Fei'er giggled, her mature face glowing with happiness as her chest jiggled with laughter.

"So, little wife, do you know if your husband missed you?" Li Long teased, grinning wickedly at Meng'er's flushed, panting face.

"Ugh, husband, you're mean! Today, my sister and I are gonna tempt you, you wolf..." Meng'er retorted, revealing their playful plan.

"Hahaha!" Li Long's body reacted instantly, and he laughed with excitement, starting the car and heading straight to a hotel.

At the five-star hotel, Li Long booked a presidential suite and a private dining room. Watching the sisters devour their food like ravenous wolves, he asked, "Fei'er, Meng'er, how long has it been since you ate?"

"We haven't eaten since we landed! So annoying!" Meng'er huffed, her beautiful face scrunched in frustration.

"Why?" Li Long asked, sensing their discontent from the journey.

"It's that stupid terrorist group causing trouble! Our plane got a bomb threat mid-flight, forcing us to land halfway. They checked everything—no bomb! We wasted half a day. Worst part? They didn't feed us during the stop and took away the plane's food to 'check for poison.' Can you believe it, hubby? So infuriating!" Meng'er fumed, recalling her first time going hungry.

"Oh, I see. It's okay now—you're eating! How about I buy you a private plane? No more commercial flights. We can travel the world in our own jet. Sound good?" Li Long said casually, but the idea sparked his imagination. He pictured traveling with a bevy of beauties in a private plane, a thrilling prospect...