Chapter 229: Life-or-Death Maze (7)
Ji Ning saw her four stats had developed a weak spot again. The originally safe yellow bar was almost depleted. Instantly, she was overcome with shame and indignation, and she whined, "Brother Xing Ye! Look at the trouble you've caused..."
If she had washed herself, nothing would have happened.
He said his hands were normal, but he was clearly deliberately teasing her slowly.
When she had formed the contract with Sheng Churan, her Arousal hadn't been affected. Probably because he hadn't actually touched her, so she hadn't felt this urge to do it.
She never expected that just having Xing Ye clean her lower body would make her defenses crumble.
Xing Ye was also quite embarrassed and hurriedly coaxed her, "My fault. I'll make it up to you right now."
Sheng Churan laughed out loud. The hand holding her skirt climbed up to her chest, kneading the soft, trembling twin peaks in their vacuum state through the clothes. "You can't blame Brother Xing. What man can stay decent while touching you? See, I couldn't help but start using my hands, right?"
"Mm~"
Sheng Churan kneaded with great force, and Ji Ning's upper body was practically pinned in his arms. She let out a muffled moan, her hand reaching forward to find Xing Ye.
The rustling sound of clothes being removed rang out. Ji Ning's hand fell into Xing Ye's grasp.
He held her hand and then put it back, guiding it upwards to hook around Sheng Churan's neck.
"Churan, hold her properly." Xing Ye had completely removed his clothes. He scooped up Ji Ning's legs by the bend of her knees and lifted her off the ground.
Sheng Churan complied, but still couldn't help complaining, "Brother Xing, you're not even letting me go first."
Xing Ye didn't even glance at him. "I am the Knight Commander. Are you?"
Sheng Churan was speechless and deflated. He directed his resentment at not being the Knight Commander and thus unable to be the first to have a taste onto Ji Ning. While firmly holding her upper body, his thumb found her nipple and rubbed it with changing techniques, determined to touch her until she couldn't take it anymore.
"Ah... you two..." Ji Ning's cries quickened.
The sensation of her chest being kneaded and rubbed by Sheng Churan was extremely intense. Even through her clothes, she couldn't bear it.
If it were just that, it would be fine, but Xing Ye was holding her legs apart, and his proud meat dragon was already pressed against her slick private area, grinding.
His glans was full and swollen, smooth and clean. Just pressing it against her slit and rubbing a couple of times was overwhelming.
Moreover, Xing Ye valued her feelings greatly. After doing it twice, he had clearly figured out the way she liked it. Whether it was his hands or his cock, his control of force was perfect.
Now, he pressed his waist down, grinding against her clitoris and labia with a slight force.
As the soft, resilient glans rubbed past, Ji Ning felt so good she gasped sharply, her waist growing sore in waves.
"What about us?" Xing Ye asked her in a deep voice, mixed with a pleasurable sigh, full of flirtatious intent.
"Mm... ah..." Ji Ning's cries grew longer and longer. She felt completely wet down below. "You two... are so bad..."
Not only were they tormenting her at the same time, but they also made her upper and lower body hang separately on each of them.
She didn't want to fall, so she could only lean on them, like rootless duckweed, like a drifting boat. Her only salvation was... Sheng Churan's hands and Xing Ye's cock.
"Don't you just like the bad ones, good girl?" After Xing Ye said this, he suddenly became fierce for no reason. First, he made her convulse just by grinding, and then, mixed with copious love juices, he squeezed into her soft, tight, and resilient flesh cave.
The connection between the two became Ji Ning's most important fulcrum. With her weight pressing down on his iron-rod-like meat stick, she sank deeper and deeper. The glans heavily ground against her tender flesh, and an almost suffocating pleasure erupted inside her body like an electric shock.
"Hiss..." Even Xing Ye couldn't help but gasp. He closed his eyes and thrust fiercely, pounding into her until Ji Ning's body trembled violently, and the slapping sounds grew louder and louder.
The deadly moans of the two intertwined, making Sheng Churan so hard he was about to explode.
He held Ji Ning properly, his hand reaching in from the low neckline to knead her. Listening to their rapid breathing, his hand movements became increasingly frequent, shaking her breast flesh in an extremely erotic manner.
Stimulated on two fronts, Ji Ning was pushed to the peak of pleasure. Her delicate moans took on a sobbing tone, and her body was so tense she couldn't relax.
Down below, she clenched tighter and tighter, leaving Xing Ye no room to tease her, forcing him to thrust fiercely.
At the moment of climax, Ji Ning's panting was rapid, and her feet even stepped onto Xing Ye's body.
The two men held her, one sealing her mouth, the other nibbling her neck, making her intensely experience a dizzying, heaven-sent orgasm.
The juices inside her hole were produced faster than they could flow out, becoming a gushing spray of water that continued to spurt even after Xing Ye pulled out.
The mixed, fishy-sweet scent of male and female arousal made Sheng Churan so excited that the corners of his eyes turned red.
Xing Ye cooperatively took Ji Ning's upper body into his arms. Sheng Churan then held Ji Ning's buttocks, wrapped her legs around his, and thrust in from behind, pushing the water gushing out of her back deep into her flesh cave.
The tears at the corners of Ji Ning's eyes hadn't even dried yet, and her fading cries started up again with "mm" and "ah" sounds.
After changing positions, it felt different from before.
Every time Sheng Churan thrust his waist, he would ram her into Xing Ye. A huge sense of shame erupted, so Ji Ning had no choice but to wrap her arms around Xing Ye's neck to minimize the impact.
She buried her face in the crook of Xing Ye's neck, her hot breath from moaning spraying onto his skin, making it terribly hard for Xing Ye to endure.
He whispered provocations in her ear: "Little bad girl, you just like being played with like this, don't you? Moan louder, don't hold back."
Sheng Churan was also ramming her buttocks hard from behind, the slapping sounds incredibly loud. "Moan! You were so loud just now, why are you humming like a little cat now? If you keep holding back, your husband will fuck you until you pee from both holes at once."
Livestream comments:
"I smell two kinds of jealousy"
"What kind of position is this"
"Three people, four feet position"
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"
At the same time, in a winding turn of the maze, two sharp swords carrying murderous intent clashed violently with a clang.
Two people, both clad in silver armor, walked out from behind the corner. Seeing each other's faces, their expressions of fierce killing intent turned to disgust, then gradually condensed into sinister malice.
The hands that had already relaxed gripped their sword hilts again, gathering strength.
"You want to kill me?" Song Weiyang glared fiercely at Yan Qiao, the force in his hand no less than his opponent's.
Yan Qiao tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Aren't you?"
Both were equally tense and coiled with power, one foot silently lifting, heel and toes touching the ground, waiting only for the brain's command to unleash lethal force at any moment.
The stalemate lasted no less than five minutes. Suddenly, Yan Qiao flicked his wrist and sheathed his sword. Song Weiyang almost lost his balance.
"What do you mean?" This man was unfathomable, and Song Weiyang did not let down his guard.
Yan Qiao snorted a laugh. "What good would killing you do? She'd make a scene and be the death of me. I don't do meaningless things."
Song Weiyang was stunned. His tightly furrowed brows did not relax, but instead furrowed even tighter.
This inhuman King Yama Qiao... had he actually developed real feelings for Ning-Ning?
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