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The mature White Queen had no regrets about the precious revival materials she had been consuming all along.
Raise your children frugally and yourself lavishly; even a mother needs to grow!
Babies, don't blame Mommy! Daddy just smells so good!
Li Pu had no idea what the White Queen was thinking. He looked down and got a good look at the foreign woman's twisted, vulgar octopus-mouthed horse face!
This gave him a bad idea, and he deliberately retreated.
Sensing the boy's intentions, the White Queen twisted her long, thin snake tongue and then tightly clamped it with her temporary sausage lips, using all her strength to make herself a Fijian artifact!
This gave Li Pu an idea, and he immediately reached out and pinched the big foreign woman's nose.
Sure enough, the White Queen, caught up in the moment, would rather starve herself than let go.
Li Pu smiled and said, "That makes things easier, no need to kick anything!"
Little Tiger's waist suddenly increased its power!
Every time, it goes straight to the stomach!
The White Queen kept groaning in pain, and thick saliva overflowed from the gaps between her red lips as if a dam had been breached.
The snow-white neck accentuated a horrifying silhouette!
The huge, white, greasy millstone-like, fleshy buttocks trembled.
Finally, thanks to Li Pu's efforts, the White Queen reached her peak.
Li Pu also generously donated money.
The White Queen felt as if she had become a vessel, with pure magma flowing into her without her having to actively draw it in.
Soon, her belly became round.
"Boom~"
"Hoo—" She took a deep, greedy breath! Her breathing, which had been slightly disordered due to the violent impact, became rapid and powerful again.
Deep within the gemstone crystal, two large buds stand firmly upright!
At this moment, there was already a small puddle beneath the mature woman.
"You can't play like that again, ugh!" She was about to complain when Li Pu suddenly attacked her.
Her beloved little horse, upside down, rode her!
At this point, the striking difference in physique between the mature woman and the young horse finally became apparent.
Li Pu felt as if he had climbed a white, mature female mountain of flesh, and embraced the two plump, full-moon-shaped buttocks to begin the next step of his plan!
We failed to knock out the White Queen just now, so we'll have to try again!
As I said before, when dealing with a desperate, infatuated woman, you absolutely cannot take the usual approach!
He gripped the steering wheel of the truck and firmly planted his foot on the "smile line" of the full moon! Two taps on the accelerator!
Without any pause!
but……
"Wrong! Wrong!" the White Queen exclaimed immediately!
The intense feeling of fullness and the overwhelming pain completely ignited the last remaining shred of reason within the White Queen.
"Oh my gosh!"
A violent storm!
The full moon, as round as a millstone, is like a reflection constantly being scattered in the water!
Her beautiful eyes beneath the mask had turned white, and only the roar of a wild beast could be heard from her throat!
Li Pu, who was working hard to achieve a miracle, was somewhat surprised. Goddess of the 3D zone, does this area also help with lubrication?
The water stains on the ground and the fresh liquid dripping down had no odor whatsoever; they were filled with the fragrance of flowers!
As for the White Queen at this moment, her lower abdomen was already slightly swollen, as if she were pregnant.
Behind him, with each movement of the boy, the ground was occasionally ripped apart into a volcano about to erupt.
Behind them, a volcano roared and erupted, flames shooting into the sky; ahead, flash floods raged, creating a perilous situation.
The stark contrast between ice and fire creates a suffocating and desperate situation.
Finally, after enduring yet another round of wild, erroneous connections, the White Queen, in the throes of extreme pleasure, instantly fell into a coma.
She lay limply on the ground, like a pool of smooth cream, completely exhausted.
Li Pu then pulled out the V8 car key with a "pop".
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and let out a long sigh.
He lifted his leg over the large, fat white toad at his feet, picked up a carton of milk from the table, opened it, and drank it all in one gulp.
The surroundings finally quieted down. In the image of the sealed artifact, Tifa lay unconscious, slumped over, dizzy from the flight...
After carrying the White Queen to the bed, the confusion subsided, and we could finally get down to business.
He gently turned the doorknob, and the crisp sound of Chunli tapping on the typewriter keyboard immediately filled the living room.
Li Pu paused, leaned against the door frame, listened intently for a moment, then glanced back at the sleeping White Queen on the bed—her voluptuous figure rising and falling slightly with her breath.
The young man raised an eyebrow. It seemed that tonight, he had helped Chun-Li teach the White Queen, that "unscrupulous boss" who exploited her employees, a lesson.
The most urgent task is to find that money.
He remembered that Tifa had locked the door to her room.
He had no choice but to climb out of the bedroom window, briefly meet his junior colleague, and then climb onto the outer wall of the firm on the other side.
"Phew... What a roundabout way to go."
As I opened the window, a faint, familiar scent belonging to Tifa wafted in.
He braced himself against the windowsill with one hand, silently vaulted in, and landed lightly, the whole process as smooth as flowing water.
But as soon as they entered the room, their gaze fell on Tifa, who was curled up in a rather uncomfortable position. Even in her sleep, her brows were slightly furrowed, and a few strands of hair clung to her sweaty neck. She exuded an indescribable awkwardness and fragility.
Li Pu's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, and a barely audible sigh escaped his throat.
"This girl is really awkward..."
He was somewhat embarrassed after witnessing Tifa using him as a side dish to take off.
Hesitant and indecisive...
Even though things were already like that, after waking up, they still had to pretend to meet and spend time together as if nothing had happened.
This limbo is so uncomfortable!
But to be honest, this is so Tifa...
Although they are the same entity, the other version of her is in an even more awkward and painful state in her own home game. She has been a silent person for more than ten years, and her love life has never come to fruition.
But on my side! Don't even think about it! If we were to actually have a relationship, I wouldn't be having any platonic romances!
Now that I'm back, I have to get things straight! I have to tear down this facade completely!
If all else fails, just carry her to bed and do it!
If Jerusalem doesn't stand up and fight, then what a waste!
Chapter 86 Chun-Li's Key Assist (Red Mouth Ming Mo Yuan Yu, Poisoning, Today's 1 Or 2)
"Dong Dong Dong~"
A light, gentle knock on the door startled Tifa awake.
She suddenly opened her eyes, and immediately felt a sticky, sweaty sensation on her forehead and neck.
A few strands of cherry-colored hair clung tightly to her sweaty neck, tickling her.
The sweltering summer night left her feeling somewhat disoriented and dizzy, experiencing the unique weightlessness that comes with "takeoff."
"Oh no!" She sat up abruptly, her sleepiness vanishing instantly, and whispered in a panic, "Sister Chunli! I have to clean..."
Her gaze swept across the room, and she froze. The "large map" she had "drawn" was gone!?
"...Huh?" A hint of confusion flashed through her mind, but the commotion outside the door left no time to waste.
Tifa had no time to think. She hurriedly brushed the wet hair stuck to the back of her neck with her fingers, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, took a deep breath to suppress her rapid breathing, and tried to cheer up her "listless and decadent" spirit.
She couldn't remember how long she had been airborne; she only felt like she was floating in the sky the whole time, countless five-shot bursts and six-shot bursts—she had really gone too far with her indulgence…
But! It's all that annoying brat's fault! If it weren't for his constant...unreliability!
How could those blush-inducing scenes uncontrollably surface in one's mind?
Imagine him taking off his pants, riding on top of the woman, and pounding away...
Forget it, let's start tomorrow!
self-discipline!!!
"Sister Chunli is here!" she called out, forcibly suppressing the slight heat on her cheeks and her slightly disordered breathing, and quickly stepped forward.
Still feeling the sticky sweat of the summer night and the lingering turmoil in her heart, she turned the doorknob.
"Oh dear, I'm exhausted—" Chun-Li affectionately put her arm around Tifa's shoulder, let out an elegant but weary sigh, and went straight into the bedroom.
The iconic blue cheongsam accentuated her still lithe and voluptuous figure, but her steps betrayed a hint of fatigue from working overtime.
Chun-Li's gaze swept over Tifa's face, where the blush hadn't faded and fine beads of sweat still clung to her temples, and she frowned almost imperceptibly.
This is clearly not entirely due to the stuffiness inside the room.
Finally, her almond-shaped eyes settled on the dressing table—on the massage gun that had been hastily placed next to the skincare products.
Chun-Li, a martial artist and traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, understood what Tifa had just been doing almost instantly.
But she didn't point it out; instead, she smoothly picked up the previous topic and casually retorted:
“I’ve mentioned the air conditioning to that unscrupulous foreign woman eight hundred times, but she just won’t listen.”
The gaze naturally returned to Tifa's face. "She can cool herself off by turning into a diamond, why would she care how hot we are?"
“Look how hot our girl is, I bet it’s not cool over there with Xiao Pu either.”
The moment that name was mentioned, Tifa's heart skipped a beat, and a rush of heat shot to her ears. She hurriedly lowered her head, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.
Chun-Li was already sitting in front of the dressing table, which made Tifa even more uneasy.
After all, that place was practically a battlefield...
Chunli raised an eyebrow and naturally put the massage gun into the dressing table drawer, smoothly pulling out a lace mat from the edge of the drawer as if she were just tidying up the table.
Her gaze lingered for less than half a second on the area of the bed sheet that had been hastily wiped but still showed dark, irregular marks, before she calmly looked away.
Let alone Tifa, the persistent, sweltering heat itself is like an invisible catalyst, making people restless. I even had a wet dream the day before yesterday and experienced auditory hallucinations...
"It's been going on and on all day, and it's already past midnight again..."
Chunli took off her clothes and sighed softly, "Let's turn off the lights and go to sleep."
The two women, one familiar and one young, remained silent and quickly lay down in the darkness.
The mattress creaked slightly, the thin summer quilt was pulled flat, and the two sank into their respective slightly sunken pillows.
"Chun, Chun-Li sister..." Tifa hesitated for a long time before finally speaking weakly.
She dared not close her eyes.
The moment I lower my eyelids, that figure—that naturally wicked and lewd little devil—will forcefully occupy my mind.
Especially today, the first time in her life she'd imagined herself like this, starting with a certain man...
Tifa was confused.
Every time she sees him, her brows involuntarily furrow, and a nameless anger rises within her.
But when that figure, brimming with a mocking yet undeniable air, drew near, and when those probing, even... invasive, actions occurred, her tense body seemed to have lost all strength to resist. The resistance receded like a tide, leaving behind an indescribable acquiescence that made her heart race.
What alarmed her even more was that whenever she caught a glimpse of him chatting and laughing with another woman, even if he was just standing close by, a heavy, oppressive feeling would press down on her chest, making it difficult to breathe.
She didn't understand what was wrong with her...