Sometimes, the truth and falsehood of things are separated by only a layer of paper. Just like now, although because of the preconceived notion that 'only Zeri is in the room', she didn't realize Faen was actually here. But now, accompanied by Faen's appearance, the previous noises in Zeri's room, Zeri's strange state, and what Zeri was doing almost instantly occupied all of Seraphine's thoughts.
With severe shortage of processing memory, Seraphine widened her eyes looking at Faen who was sprinting. His fit body bent slightly, his broad hands pressing on Zeri's perky waist and hips. Heavy impact feelings came rhythmically. Even without witnessing it with her own eyes, Seraphine could more or less realize that the pestle had already pounded the flower house out of shape.
Suddenly, Zeri's body trembled violently. Reason ceased to exist; Zeri, dominated by instinct all over, had completely lost the ability to think. Completely instinctively indulging in the waves of joy, drifting with the current. Her graceful figure tensed, ripples of spasm spreading from her waist and hips. Her arms leaning on Seraphine hugged tightly; the upper arms clasped Seraphine's figure, and the juicy spout also clasped the indestructible pestle.
Immediately after, Seraphine clearly saw water splashing everywhere, spraying out. A moment later, Faen's body also paused abruptly, then trembled slightly in succession.
"Ah..."
Zeri let out a comfortable whimper, like a lazy kitten stretching its limbs after a long sleep.
As her spirit returned to normal, before Zeri could enjoy the aftertaste of this joy properly, soon, recovering her senses, Zeri realized the situation was wrong.
Looking at the stiff Seraphine in her arms, Zeri's body trembled suddenly. This made Faen, who had just finished a round, let out another uncontrollable hum—under Zeri's continuous joy, Faen's just-finished fatigue was almost instantly filled by the surging joy.
The gradually relaxing flower path was stretched tight again by the expanding pestle, but this time Zeri had absolutely no thought of lingering. Because Zeri knew very well, just like the first time she took advantage of Faen being busy to entertain herself with handwork and then messed up and was discovered by Faen, only able to offer her small mouth aggrievedly.
She messed up again this time... but the problem was, this time it wasn't messing up with Faen, but with a junior who admired her very much!
Thinking that she was about to die socially completely, Zeri's forehead, temples, and nipples began to emit electric arcs accompanied by violently fluctuating mental state.
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
It was like forgetting to lock the door while cross-dressing as a large phantom dragon squatting in an M shape shaking the elephant trunk violently up and down, and then parents led grandparents, maternal grandparents, eight aunts, and streamer relatives visiting suddenly opened the door and entered.
Amidst intense tension, despair, and shame, Zeri sprayed out several fierce streams of water again. Then she wanted to push Seraphine away in panic, but just letting go, her body, exhausted from continuous climaxes, lost its balance and fell towards the ground. Fortunately, Faen reacted in time, reaching out to hold Zeri's crotch, dragging Zeri's waist and abdomen like a German suplex fixed on the pestle and exerting force in the opposite direction.
Good news, Zeri didn't fall. Bad news, Zeri's body was completely pressed against Faen's front, feet hanging in the air, legs spread and fixed. Accompanied by the curtains blown open by the wind, Seraphine saw everything clearly.
Let alone the smooth body, even the medicinal slurry overflowing from the gap where the pestle and flower pot were closely connected...
Intense remorse and shame surged into her heart, but with a large amount of joy factor injected, Zeri felt a burst of inexplicable humiliation making her spirit and body excited from the inside out. Under the effect of this emotion, her soft body tensed again almost immediately, upper body leaning back tightly against Faen's chest. A pair of slender jade legs subconsciously bent and pushed against Faen's sturdy lower limbs, tensing and exerting force.
And precisely because her body leaned back, Seraphine also clearly saw the rod-shaped bulge on Zeri's little belly propped out from the inside at this moment.
This scale beyond imagination made Seraphine widen her eyes uncontrollably. Feeling the surprise and astonishment in the girl's eyes, Zeri's heart was filled with mixed grief and joy. Finally, her eyes rolled back, face crying and laughing, accompanied by Eee eee eee— cries, she fiercely released several high-pressure water guns again...
Then limp and hanging on Faen's body, Zeri, who had completely lost strength, closed her eyes and played dead while sobbing.
Dare not open eyes, hope it's my hallucination...
Seeing this, Faen pulled Zeri out from his body.
Looking at some flower juice, medicinal slurry, and pink flesh pulled out by the pestle in this process. And the flower bud twitching occasionally with sobs but unable to close for a long time, and the pestle as thick as a child's arm covered with hard veins taken out from that flower bud...
This, can really be stuffed in?
Seraphine felt her head buzzing. Accompanied by the strong smell, only the images of Zeri's ecstasy and that pestle remained in her head.
Faen hurriedly wrapped the bathrobe around his waist, while saying somewhat helplessly: "You wait at the door first, I'll clean up and explain to you." While pulling the torn curtains back.
Although the curtains were pulled, the light was already on. Seraphine could clearly see Faen's tall figure putting Zeri on the bed, then bustling about again.
Amidst confusion, Seraphine stood at the door dumbly like a statue.
Why... why am I staying here? Should I leave? This is too awkward. I shouldn't be here, should be under the car... oh, in Piltover...
Just as Seraphine was still in a mess, not long after, the door nearby opened.
Upper body naked, lower body just simply wrapped in the previous bathrobe. Just finished bustling, Faen's body was still covered with crystal sweat. Among it, Seraphine could even smell Miss Zeri's body odor and body fluid smell.
Feeling Seraphine almost instantly becoming overwhelmed and flustered, Faen extended his finger, then under Seraphine's puzzled gaze directly put it into the girl's mouth. Before Seraphine could recover, the plasma on his fingertip had already merged into her body, completing the intake of joy factor at the fastest speed, stabilizing the girl's flustered thoughts slightly.
But even so, Seraphine's face was still full of panic, as if she was the one who made a mistake, lowering her head like a frightened little rabbit looking carefully at Faen in front of her.
Feeling the girl's gaze, Faen scratched his head, then said somewhat helplessly: "Zeri... her spirit is a bit chaotic now, how about we go inside to chat?"
"Is... is it convenient?" Seraphine said with a voice like a mosquito: "How about... how about I go back to the bedroom first, chat later?"
"Not impossible, but Zeri's state is relatively..." Hearing Seraphine's proposal, Faen wasn't surprised at all. Rather, if Seraphine agreed readily and followed Faen in, that would be weird.
Like now, meeting Seraphine's timid gaze, Faen said: "Although we've known each other for a short time, Zeri has always regarded you as a partner and friend on the future path. Just didn't expect such a thing to happen now... although saying this is a bit strange, I want to solve this problem now. Saving this silly girl from thinking too much and sinking deeper and deeper, eventually becoming no longer that lively Zeri."
Faen knew this girl Zeri quite well—simply put, unskilled but loves to play. It was just that before, she took risks alone, raiding Chem-Barons' factories and the like. Now having crossed the last step with Faen, the current Zeri began to like trying some strange postures and positions in private.
Although the initial purpose was often to defeat Faen, the final result was often that before Faen did anything, she had already turned into a puddle of mud. Although seemingly carefree on the surface, actually Zeri's heart was still somewhat sensitive and delicate.
Like before, Zeri developed spark plugs herself, not wanting neighborhood friends to ask her mother to come forward and apologize because she lost control and damaged electric lights again.
Of course, Zeri herself would absolutely not say this reason. The reason Faen knew was because Zeri told Faen the words hidden in her heart during the lingering warmth after a certain passion.
Such a sensitive girl was now seen through the whole show by a junior who admired and asked her for advice...
Able to feel the melody in others' hearts, Seraphine looked at Faen whose face was full of helplessness hesitantly, then glanced quietly behind Faen.
Through that open door, Seraphine could feel a strong wave of remorse, grievance, self-doubt, and self-denial surging out constantly.
Recalling the sunny vitality Zeri displayed before this, Seraphine pursed her lips. Her kind nature made her unable to accept watching such an ambitious person fall into depravity and become unable to extricate herself just because some private trivial matters were seen by her.
Thinking this, although her heart was still filled with complex emotions, Seraphine pursed her lips and nodded, then said: "I... I am willing to go in. After all, if not for my sudden visit, it wouldn't have become like this..."
Saying this, Seraphine clenched her small fists against her chest. Obviously, just saying this sentence had already overdrawn a lot of this little girl's courage.
Seeing this, Faen breathed a sigh of relief. After all, if Seraphine didn't come forward, he alone would probably take quite a while to guide Zeri out of the shadow of social death.