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This voluptuous body could be described as meticulously sculpted in every aspect. Any more would be too plump, any less would be too thin. Moreover, her waist, constricted by the gown for so long, was slender enough for Rod to encircle with one hand.

If he were to exert some force, wouldn't he break her waist?

Not to mention the luscious peaches that rounded out her figure. The women Rod had seen outside, those who specifically trained their peaches, couldn't compare to even half of what Serina possessed.

After speaking, Rod's expression became even more composed.

Serina had originally assumed that Rod would understand her intentions, but Rod's counter-question left her somewhat stunned. However, she quickly recovered and looked at Rod with a pitiful expression, saying:

"Sir Rod needs bargaining chips."

As she spoke, she slowly walked towards Rod, her eyes fixed on him. She knelt at Rod's feet, reached out, and embraced his calf, her body sensuously pressed against his leg.

"I have come to offer myself as a bargaining chip."

As she spoke, her eyes filled with tears. Her natural endowments gently rubbed back and forth, like a wildcat in spring, drawing out a long purr as it ceaselessly nudged against a human's leg.

"That's not enough."

Rod leaned down, his warm hand suddenly seizing the wildcat's vital point. The wildcat instantly emitted a sweet, irresistible meow, its emerald eyes glistening with moisture as it submissively extended its tongue to lick Rod's wrist.

Rod merely assessed its feel and weight. After sensing the wildcat's palpable weight and ample endowments, Rod released his grip, feigning a complete lack of interest.

"Alright, if that's all you have to offer, you can leave."

At this point, Serina was genuinely aggrieved.

Did she truly hold no appeal for Sir Rod?

However, she didn't dare continue her little charade. She only reluctantly lunged forward again, forcefully embracing Rod's leg, almost allowing Rod to be enveloped by her endowments.

"Of course, there's more than that. If Sir Rod doesn't mind, you could become the King of Frank, couldn't you?"

As Serina spoke, her body slowly rose, and she leaned against the edge of the bed, right between Rod's legs, her breath intimately caressing him.

"It's just that, because you are not one of us from Frank, you can only be the king behind the scenes. As for the king in the open, you only need to appoint one from the existing princes. At that time, he will be a blade in your hand, at your disposal."

"Even I will become your possession."

Rod raised an eyebrow, looking at Serina in front of him with amusement.

It was the first time he had heard a woman voluntarily offer herself as his weapon.

Intriguing.

He stroked his chin a few times and suddenly laughed: "I understand your meaning. You want your son to be king, but your sister probably has the same idea, right?"

"Why should I choose to cooperate with you?"

Serina looked up, staring directly at Rod, her fingers intimately caressing Rod's dormant area along the edge of the bed...

Her eyes became increasingly charming, and her voice became sweet and soft: "Of course, it's because I'm more obedient to Sir Rod's commands."

As she spoke, Serina lowered her head.

"I will show my sincerity."

To prove that she was an obedient girl, she naturally had to go through a round under Rod's command. Today, Rod had been fighting outside for a day, not to mention the command baton, he hadn't even taken a shower.

Serina not only didn't show the slightest disgust, but instead looked at the behemoth in front of her with surprise. She knew Rod was very powerful, and some of Rod's illustrated books would deliberately exaggerate Rod's weapon, but she didn't expect Rod's command baton to be so well-behaved.

She opened her mouth in surprise, gently rubbing the command baton, wiping away the dust and sweat, mixed with the diligent work of her fingers.

"Is this enough?"

As Serina spoke, the vibrations from her throat transmitted to Rod's body, creating a strange sense of tightening and pushing.

"Since you've decided to follow orders, shut your mouth when I don't tell you to speak, and do your job properly."

As Rod spoke, he directly pressed down on Serina's head.

At Serina's speed, how long would it take for her to help him clean the command baton? Even cleaning wasn't done diligently, so the upcoming cooperation naturally had a question mark.

Sensing the emotion on Rod's body, Serina was also afraid that she hadn't done well enough and wouldn't satisfy Rod, so she tried her best to close her mouth, sincerely wrapping and wiping the command baton. Because she was wiping so carefully, she would occasionally make some gurgling sounds from the wrapped position.

She didn't know how long she had been wiping, she only felt that her mouth hurt and her hands were sore from wiping. Layers of red marks were rubbed on her tender white tiger's mouth, but Rod remained unmoved.

"Is that all you've got?"

Serina released her numb red lips, looking at Rod with aggrieved pity, her heart filled with a mixture of longing and fear.

This was too terrifying...

She had spent so much time and used so many methods, but she didn't even have the qualification to shake Rod.

But now that she had reached this point, if she gave up at this time, wouldn't she be waiting for Orina to pick up this bargain?

She bit her red lips, looking at Rod with a hint of reproach, then turned around, her peaches raised high, revealing the fragile, sweet, and juicy center of her peaches.

The posture was very similar to a stray cat bending over on the street. 5.0

Every spring, stray cats would appear late at night, raising their tails high, waiting for their kind to patronize, and then make long, tormenting, sweet meows all night long.

Rod looked at the other party's posture and chuckled as he stepped forward.

Stray cats can't be chased away by throwing stones, and they might take the opportunity to entangle you. Only by severely punishing the stray cat with a whip can the other party learn a lesson.

Moreover, to prevent the cat from escaping, it is best to grab the cat's scruff and then attack the other party fiercely.

Serina didn't expect that she had clearly served Rod so diligently just now, but the other party's attack power was still so strong.

She had begged for mercy, but she hadn't been forgiven, and she could only whimper weakly.

Too terrifying.

Not human at all.

Serina's pupils dilated, her voice revealing disarray, and she only felt that the surrounding world was shaking, and her abdomen was burning hot, stretched out of shape.

Seeing that she really couldn't hold on any longer, Rhode chuckled and pulled her onto his lap, patting her peach-like bottom gently in consolation.

Then, he thoroughly hammered the results of this lesson into Serena's brain.

Serena trembled, barely able to maintain her balance by clinging to Rhode's neck, eventually overwhelmed by the influx of knowledge, her eyes rolling back as she fainted.

啵.

Rhode dropped her onto the bed, shaking his head helplessly at the chaotic scene in the room.

"With such little ability, she dares to come and talk to me about bargaining chips."

If he had really gotten serious, this woman would have died right there on the bed; she just doesn't know how to play.

Chapter 240: One King, Two Queens! The Greatest Pleasure!

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A soft knock came from the door.

Rhode raised an eyebrow, glanced at the sky outside, where the horizon was already faintly white, sunlight gradually emerging from the clouds.

It was clear how much determination the person outside had mustered to come here after dawdling for most of the night.

He didn't rush to get up and open the door, but rather sat leisurely on the bed until the knocking became hurried and restless, then Rhode got up and went to the door.

Opening the door, Orina stood there neatly dressed, her eyes watery, seemingly anxious, her cheeks flushed, her raised hand almost hitting Rhode.

She was immediately embarrassed, her fingers curling as they brushed against Rhode's chest, she opened her mouth but said nothing.

A strange scent wafted from the room, Orina didn't have time to think about what it was, she just looked at Rhode in front of her with awkwardness.

After the teaching and exercise, Rhode's clothes were long gone, with only a thin layer of fabric still covering his lower body.

Just now, Orina almost placed her hand on Rhode's chest.

Her face was flushed red, and she awkwardly lowered her hand.

"Sir Rhode, good night—"

"You should know it's almost morning now, right?" Rhode crossed his arms, looking indifferently at the sky outside, raising an eyebrow at Orina: "So, you should have thought of enough bargaining chips, right?"

The blush on Orina's face gradually turned pale.

Before coming this time, Orina had clearly dressed carefully, not only changing into a black robe, with most of her soft flesh exposed, the cleavage constantly enticing people to delve deeper, and a faint fragrance emanating from her body.

Her hair was loosely scattered on both sides, setting off her increasingly charming face, her red lips slightly parted, her pearly teeth and pink tongue faintly visible between her lips, and her eyes were even more watery.

But she didn't expect that her appearance hadn't moved Rhode in the slightest.

How did Rhode manage to get straight to the point so ruthlessly, only asking about the bargaining chips?

He didn't even bother to glance at her more than twice.

It was simply casting a flirtatious glance at a blind man.

Orina suddenly felt that her initial entanglement was completely unnecessary.

She originally thought that Rhode would make demands, such as something happening between them, affairs of that kind, but she didn't expect Rhode to not care at all.

Although she really didn't want to give up the throne, it was undoubtedly the best choice, and after struggling for so long, she finally made up her mind.

She looked at Rhode and repeated the bargaining chip that Serena had initially told Rhode.

Rhode had already heard it once and didn't find it fresh at all, but instead said with a smile: "You're not also planning to let your son inherit the throne, are you?"

"Also?"

Orina couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise, looking at Rhode with suspicion.

"What do you mean by 'also'?"

Rhode pretended to be troubled, stepping back slightly, revealing the scene inside the room: "I'm really sorry, you're too late to offer your bargaining chips."

With that said, Serena, who was still lying on the bed inside the room, was revealed to Orina.

She was completely naked, covered in bruises, with two patches of bright red and purple marks on her knees, any discerning person could tell what had happened before.

Orina opened her mouth slightly, clearly not having reacted yet.

Rhode shrugged and continued, "You two have the same idea, but Queen Serena's bargaining chips are clearly more tempting, aren't they?"

He smiled.

Leaning slightly against the door, he looked at Orina meaningfully.

"I got her bargaining chips first, and before I see heavier bargaining chips, I'm afraid I can only side with her, Former Queen Orina should understand this principle, right?"

The words "Former Queen" instantly ignited the anger in Orina's heart, she gritted her teeth, looking at Serena in the room with resentment.

That bitch!!

She had always treated Serena well before, but Serena just had to compete with her, and every time she used such unscrupulous means!

If it wasn't impossible to bypass Serena for this collaboration, she would never have given Serena the chance to know of Rhode's existence!

In fact, Orina had vaguely guessed that Serena wouldn't honestly wait until the next day, so after ending her entanglement, she immediately came to Rhode, but she didn't expect Serena to still be faster than her.

She had guarded against everything, but in the end, she was still one step late.

"So what?"

Orina naturally refused to admit defeat because of this little thing, especially to Serena.

She suddenly reached out, her slender palm landing on Rhode's chest, conveying a slight force of rejection, pushing him into the room.

Rhode raised an eyebrow with interest, cooperating with Orina's movements to retreat.

Orina licked her lips, freeing one hand to lock the door, slowly pushing Rhode to sit on the bed.

"Anything my sister can do, I can definitely do better than her."

She slowly knelt down, placing both hands on Rhode's legs, looking up at Rhode: "After Sir Rhode appreciates my performance, remember to give me the throne, I will definitely not lose to her."

With that said, Orina began to perform her slightly unfamiliar oral skills.

Compared to those professional oral performers, Orina's performance was obviously not skilled, the sounds she made were only some gurgling sounds of water, and awkward sounds of objects tightly fitting and then being pulled out, and from time to time, because of her unfamiliar skills, she would make some strange noises that were neither fish nor fowl, more like the sound of sucking on candy than the sound of water.

She clumsily manipulated her tongue, trying to make more sounds, but her skills were really not in place, very clumsy.