"Hehe, Uncle must not be satisfied~" An Qiuer's voice was filled with obvious joy, the happiness of the plan being implemented smoothly, and the anticipation that her idea might be realized. She wrapped her jade arms around An Zhen's body, her two slender legs were wrapped around An Zhen's thighs, her two jade feet in white socks had curled toes, and her two fair hands were clearly aiming at An Zhen's chest.
An Zhen:...
Something about that sounds a bit off.
An Zhen's gaze fell on the girls who were fast asleep in the soundproof barrier.
As An Qiuer finished speaking, An Zhen understood the strange things he had noticed that night. No wonder Zi Ji hadn't even lasted half as long as usual before begging for mercy.
"I'm not some pervert," An Zhen said seriously.
But he wasn't a eunuch either.
An Zhen reached out and pressed her fingertips against the soles of An Qiuer's white-stockinged feet, gently caressing them. The exquisite silk fabric gave An Zhen a delicate and wonderful tactile experience as she played with those feet through the white stockings.
"Hmm."
An Qiuer pursed her lips.
The strange stimulation from the jade feet kept assaulting An Qiuer's brain.
An Zhen, who disregarded martial ethics, used extraordinary power.
The interplay of cold and heat, combined with the caress of the fingertips, greatly enhances the stimulating sensation.
"Mmm~" A soft, seductive sound rang out. An Qiuer resisted, still not loosening her grip on An Zhen's arms and legs. An Qiuer held An Zhen's delicate body tightly, trembling slightly.
The energy generated by friction is increasing.
Until a certain emotion crossed a critical point, the girl's cherry lips were forced open, her beautiful body released An Zhen, and her white-stockinged feet broke free from An Zhen's grasp, "Hahaha...it tickles..."
The laughter and chatter lasted for two breaths.
"You're cheating!"
"That's so unfair!"
"My uncle is bullying me!"
Falling onto the bed, An Qiuer sat in a "duck sit" position, her proud arrogance unleashed, her beautiful face tilted back. The valiant Valkyrie looked as if she had suffered a great injustice, appearing pitiful after being bullied.
"What's wrong now?" An Zhen bent down and gently stroked An Qiuer's head with a doting expression.
"You're bullying me," An Qiuer complained, sounding aggrieved.
"Evidence?" An Zhen smiled and gently tapped An Qiuer's fair forehead.
An Qiuer placed her hands on her lower abdomen, gently rubbing her belly, and said earnestly, "These past few days, Uncle has been asking Qiuer to help him, but he hasn't considered Qiuer's needs at all."
"Didn't Qiu'er have a lot of fun?" An Zhen said with a smile. "At that time, she was even more engrossed in it than Zi Ji."
An Zhen wouldn't just think about enjoying herself; she naturally wanted to make her girl happy too.
"Hmm." An Qiuer was taken aback.
It's not that I'm shy; isn't it normal for spouses to be this intimate?
But it was exposed so quickly.
"Qiu'er doesn't care." An Qiuer pouted.
A hungry dragon pounces on its prey.
A figure lunged at An Zhen, who then collapsed to the ground.
Her long, golden hair, flowing like a waterfall and carrying the scent of a young girl, cascaded down onto An Zhen. An Qiuer supported herself with her hands, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, her golden eyes filled with anticipation for the "feast" to come.
The girl and the boy were very close.
An Zhen looked at An Qiuer.
This is the girl he named.
It's beautiful.
The allure of youth, the charm of a young girl, and the heroic bearing of a martial god.
As a favorite of fate, she possesses a unique and noble beauty.
As the inheritor of gold, she symbolizes the beauty of conquering power.
After their previous passionate encounter, An Qiuer was now dressed in a school swimsuit. The pure white cotton fabric accentuated her slender and supple waist, stretching it out and barely concealing her rounded, beautiful hips. The pure white fabric created an alluring contrast with her captivating charm.
An Zhen's desires began to stir.
Originally, I was celebrating tonight and had let go of a lot of my worries, so I was more excited than usual. But then there was the fact that Long took leave and Long was slacking off.
"Desire cannot control my thoughts," An Zhen said.
"Hmm." A look of sadness instantly appeared on An Qiuer's face, her voice slightly choked, "Uncle, don't you like Qiuer?"
"Of course I like it," An Zhen said without hesitation.
Although she knew he was faking it, An Zhen couldn't stand it at all and surrendered instantly.
"Then why not bully Qiu'er the way you bullied Naer?" An Qiuer pressed down on An Zhen.
"Uh…" An Zhen remained silent.
Is the relationship not going well?
When we first met, we could say that, but now, although every day is just an ordinary routine, we've spent so many days together, and feelings have grown over time. Besides, we both have a high level of affection for each other.
That's good.
An Zhen prefers the gradual development of feelings over time.
Those kinds of life-or-death situations, where emotions are elevated.
It would be too dangerous to put it on myself.
It's about feelings.
It doesn't matter what others think; as long as the two people feel they get along well, that's enough. This kind of thing can't be defined.
Do we really have to go to that disgusting Qiankun Asks Love Valley next to Mingdu? The so-called love there is nothing but the self-righteousness of some god-king, imposing his will on others.
What about other reasons?
I guess they're usually well-fed.
In the past few months, there hasn't been anything that required me to overexert myself. With so many beautiful girls around me, and two more in the virtual world, it's enough to satisfy my inner needs.
Then I gradually got used to it.
Seriously, isn't he a little too obsessed with this kind of thing?
An Zhen recalled a certain afternoon when she felt strangely excited holding hands with Meng Hongchen. Indeed, only children make choices; adults greedily declare they want it all, and their appetite only grows ever larger.
An Zhen savored the beauty before her.
It smells so good.
"Qiu'er is right." An Zhen wrapped his arms around An Qiuer's soft, slender waist, and the two embraced tightly.
"Uncle agreed?" An Qiuer exclaimed in surprise.
"Such an alluring Qiu'er, I can't resist her." As he spoke, An Zhen's hands began to move restlessly with practiced ease.
"Wait...wait a minute!" An Qiuer suddenly said.
An Zhen:?
An Qiuer quickly got up, and the blonde girl sat up, her beautiful face full of a happy smile. Her jade feet in white socks stepped on the sheets. An Qiuer went to the other side of the bed and reached out to push the sleeping Zi Ji.
Waking from her sleep, the aloof and serene Zi Ji saw the smile on An Qiuer's face and already knew the outcome. Hell Demonic Dragon King smiled slightly.
"Hehe." An Qiuer moved closer to An Zhen, wrapped her arms around An Zhen's arms, and said in a coquettish tone, "Qiuer promised Sister Ziji that she would make up for it, and she will give it to her again."
Murasaki had just retrieved a bodysuit of black stockings from her storage device, a seductive blush spreading across the cool, purple-haired beauty's face. The novel, wonderful, and exciting sensation was fantastic for the Hell Demonic Dragon King, who had long since reached maturity.
An Zhen:...
What kind of strange currency unit is this?
"How dare you!"
"Smack."
An Zhen's palm landed on An Qiuer's buttocks.
"Scheming" against him?
They need to be taught a good lesson!
Let them know how "serious" the consequences of doing so are.
...
Autumn is passionate and unrestrained.
Murasaki is the allure and contrast of a cool and aloof older sister.
An Qiuer is exactly the opposite.
Full of youthful vigor.
Like a vibrant youth.
Pure white stockings and alluring black stockings are somewhat inappropriate for young girls. A young girl's youth, as vibrant as the blazing sun, needs no embellishment.
An Zhen had a busy night.
Early morning.
An Qiuer, who had regained his strength with the help of Star Dou Great Forest's gold of life, stretched and showed some signs of fatigue. After playing around and releasing all his energy, he finally rested and fell asleep contentedly.
Breakfast time.
Under Ye Guyi's strange gaze, Gu Yuena pulled An Zhen, who was still gnawing on grilled meat, into the house.
"Begin," said Gu Yuena, who had tied her long hair into a single ponytail.
"How was that last time?" An Zhen gently stroked Gu Yuena's cheek. Although Gu Yuena's complexion didn't seem to have changed, the girl seemed to be in a much better mood than usual, with a faint happiness in her eyes.
"Very good," Gu Yuena said.
The difference between God Realm and the Gold of Life in the mortal realm is immense. The most crucial difference lies in their "quality." While both possess the power of life capable of elevating a person to godhood, the life power from the Douluo Continent is far less effective at healing that wound than God Realm. After all, that wound was left behind by a god-king using a supreme artifact. If she had been allowed to slowly recover on the Douluo Continent to achieve the same effect, it would have taken approximately a hundred years.
"That's good." An Zhen reached out and put her finger to Gu Yuena's lips. "Today's portion."
Gu Yuena pouted somewhat discontentedly, "Use the same method as before."
"Or." Gu Yuena gently touched her rosy lips with her index finger, a hint of tenderness appearing in her purple dragon eyes, "The kind you do at night is also fine."
Gu Yuena lifted the silver reverse scale hanging around her neck and placed close to her body. "I modified it last night. Now this can help me refine the power of life to recover from my injuries."
"So?" An Zhen sensed that Miss Silver Dragon seemed to want to "break her vows".
"I'd like to ask for leave this morning." Gu Yuena reached out and lifted her skirt, wrapped her arms around An Zhen's neck, and sat in her lover's lap.
After a period of time.
Virtual World.
An Zhen is experiencing the changes in the Virtual World.
The power of life was absorbed by the Virtual World.
Then, it is transmitted to Gu Yuena via Virtual World and An Zhen.
During this process.
The Virtual World itself also needs to absorb it.
To ensure both An Zhen's growth and Gu Yuena's healing, An Zhen placed the bracelet directly into the "stomach" of the Virtual World. Life energy was continuously released from it, some of which he absorbed, and some was transferred to Gu Yuena. At the same time, An Zhen noticed something different.
An Zhen reached out, as if touching something in the void, or as if meditating and feeling himself.
" The Virtual World seems to be more active."
An Zhen said softly.
To be precise, "seems" should be removed.
His soul seemed to be leaping with joy.
An Zhen's gaze fell on the energy ore pile that resembled a mountain.
The outermost layer of Youhai mineral stone is being transformed into energy at a visible speed, being absorbed and becoming nutrients for the growth of the Virtual World.
"It's more than twice as fast," An Zhen quickly assessed.
It was devoured by the power of the gold of life from God Realm.
The Virtual World didn't stop consuming those energy ores; on the contrary, it did so even faster, as if it had been injected with some kind of stimulant.
An Zhen made a roughly reasonable conjecture based on his own situation: "The higher level of energy accelerated the qualitative improvement of the Virtual World, which needs more energy to fill itself and meet the needs of a certain stage of growth, just like the impact of the industrial and development revolution on a country."
Anyway, it's a good thing.
With a stable foundation, who would complain about their rapid growth?
...
A beautiful day has passed.
Nighttime has arrived.
After asking An Zhen a few questions about cultivation, Ye Guyi left early. The angelic girl probably knew that something was about to happen that she couldn't get involved in.
"Hehe." An Qiuer suddenly threw herself into An Zhen's arms.
"Qiu'er, would you like to go first today?" A clear voice rang out.
Her smooth, long blue hair was still damp with water. Huo Yutong, who had just finished showering, was drying herself with a towel. The girl was wearing a white nightgown, and her petite figure exuded a gentle and virtuous wife and motherly aura.
An Qiuer smiled slightly, puffing out her chest with a hint of pride, "If I'm the first one, Auntie, you'll have to wait a long time."
"Oh?" Huo Yutong looked An Qiuer up and down.
The blue-haired cutie instantly understood An Qiuer's meaning, and Huo Yutong smiled slightly, "Congratulations."
Over the course of several months, the girls got along quite well.
Moreover, because of his status as the Ice Dragon King, An Qiuer already had a high regard for Huo Yutong. Since An Qiuer and Zi Ji weren't dragons like Di Tian who had met the Ice Dragon King, Huo Yutong could interact with them normally as long as he occasionally showed his elder's demeanor and didn't mention anything beyond divine knowledge or the history of the dragon race.
During this process, An Qiuer revealed her feelings for An Zhen to Aunt Ice Dragon King more than once.
"However," Huo Yutong looked at the people in the room, "should we divide the group into two groups and have them come in rotation each day?"
We'll take it one at a time. Originally, there were many people and time was tight, but now with An Qiuer "breaking her fast," it might disrupt our daytime activities. Enjoying the fun is one thing, but the main goal now is personal growth.
An Zhen gently shook his head.
"Then I'll show you my true strength a little."
Witness the power of the World!
A lot of people?
Let's do it together.
Let's start with 1.5x speed to get used to it.
...
It's another beautiful day.
While his peers meditated at night and studied diligently during the day, An Zhen, who had woken up naturally, stretched and got dressed with the help of the beautiful dragon maid Zi Ji. He then held An Qiuer and ate a delicious meal.
"Master." Seeing that An Zhen had finished eating, Zi Ji said, "Twenty minutes before you woke up, Meng Hongchen said that Lord Hongchen had made some breakthroughs and asked you to go there at noon."