The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

In the next room, Natasha was preparing a nourishing medicine to help her younger brother, Lonindi, recover.

After all, he had fought a great battle with Cocolia, the Great Guardian of the Upper District. Judging from his weak appearance, he must have expended a lot of energy and needed to replenish his strength.

For some reason, Natasha suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, as if something had appeared on her head. "What's wrong, Dr. Natasha? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seele, who was standing to the side with her arms crossed, noticed Natasha's unusual behavior and quickly went over to her, pressing her face close to Natasha's and asking her with concern.

Natasha frowned slightly, her face pale, as if she were troubled by some kind of discomfort.

That strange feeling surged through her like a tide, lingering in her mind and refusing to leave.

Natasha tried hard to control her thoughts and prevent them from heading in that terrible direction, but the more she tried, the stronger the feeling became, making it difficult for her to cope.

"It's nothing. I've probably been working too hard lately and I'm a little overworked. My head is spinning a bit. I should be fine after a short rest, so don't worry."

Natasha mustered her spirits, smiled, and waved to Seele to indicate that she was alright.

However, only she herself knew just how unsettling this inexplicable unease truly was.

Unwilling to delve any deeper into her thoughts, Natasha decided to temporarily set aside her doubts and instead asked Seele to retrieve several medicines from the medicine cabinet.

After receiving the potion from Seele, Natasha skillfully began to prepare the nutritional solution, immersing herself in the work with complete concentration, as if this would help her forget the strange feeling.

Unbeknownst to Natasha, in the very next room, separated only by a wall, her beloved brother Lorraine was enjoying a blissful time with her kind and gentle older sister, March 7th.

In the next room.

March 7th had now shifted from a passive to an active stance. As if guided by some unseen force, his body pressed Luo Ning's younger brother beneath him and began to gallop forward on horseback.

It must be said that this kind of horse-riding technique requires a good riding posture, which gave March 7th an unprecedented sense of comfort. Meanwhile, Luo Ning, oppressed beneath Two Finger Mountain, could only resist with all his might, yet was utterly helpless.

After all, the impressive peaks that had become so enviable on March 7th due to the cow-shaped potion were pressing down on him, deforming him under the pressure. However, March 7th's face showed an expression of sexual bliss and happiness.

"Sister March 7th...are you feeling alright?"

Luo Ning's delicate and adorable face was now pressed down below. She looked up at her big, bright eyes with concern and asked softly.

On March 7th, her long, pink, waterfall-like hair swayed gently, and her face was already flushed red like a ripe apple. She clenched her teeth, trying hard to control the surging emotions within her, but her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Nevertheless, March 7th still found it difficult to answer Luo Ning's question. After all, this private and embarrassing feeling made her hesitant to speak about it.

However, the real feeling in her heart grew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to burst forth from all constraints.

The feeling that her brother, Koronin, gave her was so comfortable and pleasant that March 7th couldn't help but immerse herself in it and fully enjoy this wonderful feeling.

She was like a spoiled child, clinging tightly to this rare tenderness and comfort, unwilling to let go. Gradually, March 7th began to find it hard to suppress her inner impulses, and her body began to move involuntarily.

Her delicate body, like a nimble little fish, swayed gently beside her brother, Koronin, each subtle movement conveying an indescribable longing and anticipation.

At the same time, her cherry-like mouth seemed to lose control, unconsciously uttering words that made one blush: "Mmm... Luo Ning, you're so great!"

When she spoke these words, they carried a hint of shyness and allure, as melodious and graceful as the song of a nightingale, echoing in the air and making the whole atmosphere both ambiguous and passionate.

Chapter 42 Knowing little, speaking profoundly

The moonlight outside the window was suddenly swallowed by the clouds, but Luo Ning's fingers paused for half a second behind March 7th.

This barely perceptible hesitation was like a silver needle piercing the skin. March 7th bit her lower lip sharply, her fingernails drawing crescent-shaped red marks on the little boy's shoulder and ankle bones.

She smelled the lingering scent of citrus shampoo in her hair, mixed with the puppy scent on the other person's chest, fermenting in the warming air into a dizzying sweetness.

The little boy's Adam's apple bobbed in her palm, like a cicada trapped in a glass jar.

On March 7th, she suddenly realized that he hadn't responded to her shameful words of intimacy, but had simply allowed her to cling to him in silence. This realization sent a chill down her spine, as if she were stepping barefoot into a pond filled with silvery autumn leaves in late autumn.

She retaliated by tearing open the other person's second button, but stopped when she noticed the pale blue veins below his collarbone—there were half-tooth marks there, the edges of which had turned white.

The friction sound became deafening, and she began to count the frequency of his eyelashes fluttering.

As a broken aluminum can shattered against the window outside, Luo Ning suddenly stood up, supporting her knees.

The feeling of weightlessness made March Seven instinctively shrink back, her cheek bumping into the scratch marks on his chest from Cocolia's fingernails.

They tumbled onto the sofa like two intertwined ivy vines, and she heard the sound of her heart pounding against her ribs, coinciding with the electronic announcement from the clinic outside.

Finally, under the influence of her medicinal liquid, the fiery peak began to sway and undulate as if experiencing a magnitude 10 earthquake. Luo Ning, feeling satisfied with his sister March 7's efforts, also began the final charging of his electromagnetic cannon.

The powerful electromagnetic cannon attack was launched instantly, and this terrifying attack went directly toward the mysterious territory that had just been opened up on March 7th.

Gulu! ! !

With a loud bang echoing in the room, March Seven nearly rolled her eyes and fainted. Initially, March Seven was skeptical of what Himeko-neechan had said. She simply couldn't believe the person Himeko-neechan described...

Little Luo Ning's younger brother was surprisingly as powerful as she claimed, possessing immense energy within him.

At that moment, March 7th secretly thought to herself that this was just Himeko showing off to her. After all, in her eyes, Luo Ning was just an ordinary, cute little kid.

However, as time went by and a series of events occurred, March 7th gradually realized that what Himeko had said was true.

Those details she had previously overlooked now proved, in retrospect, to be proof of Luo Ning's hidden strength. At this moment, March 7th finally understood completely.

It turns out that Luo Ning's younger brother's true abilities are far greater than she had imagined! "Sister March 7th, can you carry me to get dressed now?"

Luo Ning, still clinging to March 7th, raised her eyes and looked pitifully at her sister March 7th. March 7th gritted her teeth and nodded with difficulty.

It's already so late, we need to get some rest. Mingguan still needs to discuss how to deal with Cocolia.

However, even though Luo Ning had already launched his powerful sword marrow attack, it seemed that there was no sign of it resting, and it remained firmly embedded inside.

Having already promised Luo Ning's younger brother, on March 7th, he could only grit his teeth and walk towards the direction of the two people's clothes.

However, as March 7th carefully takes each step, an indescribable feeling of comfort, yet slightly unusual, washes over her like a tide.

The sensation is as if countless tiny tentacles inside the body are gently touching the nerve endings, bringing a novel and intoxicating experience.

The seemingly short distance from the bed to the clothes rack is actually like a long and unknown road.

It was only a few steps away, but for March 7th at that moment, every step forward felt like a thrilling adventure. You see, whenever she walked on this familiar floor, she wasn't greeted with warmth and peace, but rather by the presence of her brother, Nayut, from Lorraine.

A fierce and merciless attack, like a storm!

That terrifyingly powerful force, like the force of a thunderbolt, struck her delicate body repeatedly. Each time she was hit, March Seven could clearly feel her bones groaning under the strain, her muscles trembling with excruciating pain. Worse still, these attacks were all fatal blows!

Such a terrifying and devastating blow brought March 7 to the brink of fainting several times.

The pain and despair almost consumed her, nearly causing her to succumb to the endless torment and fall back into a state of musical addiction.

Fortunately, March 7th had already undergone training with Luo Ning, which improved his physical fitness to a certain extent. In addition, he also had the mysterious six ice-enhancing powers within him. Otherwise, he might not have been able to withstand such intense stimulation.

"Brother Luo Ning... I... I'm about to lose control."

March 7th knew that everyone was resting at night, and if she shouted loudly, it might disturb Natasha and Seele next door, so she kept quiet.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Sister March 7th? Does she need to go to the toilet?"

Luo Ning asked the question knowingly, because at this point, both of them were fully aware of each other's true intentions. In short, she knew my strengths and weaknesses, and I knew hers.

Finally, on March 7th, she carried Luo Ning's younger brother to the clothes rack, intending to dress him and let him sleep and rest with her. However, as soon as Luo Ning moved slightly, March 7th uncontrollably pulled Luo Ning's younger brother down onto the sofa.

Each move and stance left March Seven wanting more but unable to stop. The pair of snow-capped peaks were enduring a powerful impact as if they were on a level nine earthquake, swaying back and forth, looking incredibly alluring. Especially the two cherry blossom petals, which made Luo Ning unable to resist licking them again and again.

After hearing Luo Ning's brother's knowing answer, March 7th's face, already flushed with embarrassment, turned even redder, and she wanted to find a place to hide immediately.

However, her body seemed to be about to lose control, and she was about to reach her reading threshold. "Sister March, from today onwards, you are my girlfriend, right?"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Luo Ning raised his head and looked at the pink-haired beauty in front of him with a serious expression. If March 7 dared to say no, then his personal sword would have to give her a good beating.

To Luo Ning's surprise, March 7, who had always been ashamed to say such things, nodded without hesitation: "Hmm~ Luo Ning, little brother... from today onwards I will officially become your girlfriend, and you can do things with me from now on."

Chapter 43 Natasha's Gaze

As March 7th spoke, she reveled in the pleasure of being bullied by her younger brother, Luo Ning.

This situation is now beyond the control of a naive and ignorant young girl like March 7th.

Those torrents, like a raging flood accumulated over countless years frozen in the universe, finally burst their banks. They crashed through the last line of defense and surged towards the door.

March 7th froze instantly, his whole body and three other parts of his body began to twitch, and a soft tearing sound came from inside the door.

Natasha's eyelashes trembled. "Little brother Luo Ning. It's going to break."

March 7th's tearful voice made Natasha's back teeth ache. "Don't touch there... Ah!"

The girl's scream, mixed with the clanging of the metal chains, pierced her eardrums.

Natasha's pupils suddenly contracted. She recognized the frequency; it perfectly matched the muscle contractions she experienced during the follow-up treatment with Luo Ning!

Natasha pressed her ear gently against the door, eager to hear more clearly. However, the faint, intermittent sounds only fueled her growing itch.

"It sounds like the voice of March 7th. She seems to be experiencing a powerful impact, and she sounds very happy, which is why she's making such a joyful sound."

Natasha stood in the doorway, continuing to mutter to herself.

Just as Natasha keenly sensed the subtle movements coming from inside, she couldn't help but swallow, her throat bobbing slightly.

At that moment, a look of longing instantly appeared on her beautiful face, as eager as a traveler in the desert who had spotted an oasis.

At the same time, a surge of warmth quietly welled up in her heart, causing her originally fair skin to gradually blush with a faint rosy hue, as alluring as a ripe apple.

Especially when that faint sound stirred up long-dormant memories deep within her, they surged forth like a tide. She couldn't help but recall what had happened in Rivet Town—when she was wholeheartedly assisting Luo Ning's younger brother in a special...

A special "black stockings leg beautification treatment".

It was at that time that she inadvertently witnessed the formidable "scale of weapons" possessed by Luo Ning's younger brother. That scene was deeply imprinted in her mind and remains unforgettable to this day.

At this moment, Natasha could no longer suppress her excitement and shyness, and swallowed again. Her delicate face flushed even more, like a magnificent sunset.

Moreover, her body seemed to lose control, involuntarily twisting slightly, as if expressing some hidden desire and expectation.

Thinking of this, Natasha disregarded the risk of being discovered by the two people inside the room and pressed her ear against the door, wanting to listen more carefully to the sounds inside.

But as he pressed his face against the door, a sound of extreme pleasure came from inside the room: "Great...so great~ Little brother Luo Ning..." Hearing this continuous sound, Natasha felt her body become hot.

At this moment, Natasha could already imagine the scene inside: the pink-haired girl from March 7th was being bullied to the point of death by a man. As for whether the man inside was Luo Ning's younger brother, Natasha didn't know yet.

But this is, after all, the room where Noni's brother is resting, so it's most likely his roommate.

Inside the room, Luo Ning's fair, smooth legs were making a strange movement. They were like a pair of scissors, cutting at the older sister, March 7th, in front of him.

Moreover, the force used to cut was very strong, because if he relaxed, he might fall off Sister March 7th.

As for Sister March 7th, she just stood blankly in front of the clothes rack, not knowing what to do. Her hands would only instinctively move her little brother Luo Ning, who was on her body, from time to time, so that Luo Ning's little brother could play games with his little sister.

It's understandable that March 7, who has zero experience, didn't know how to react when Luo Ning made such a difficult move. However, March 7 continued to enjoy it more and more, and the strength in his arms around Luo Ning's slender waist increased.

She wanted to hold onto Luo Ning's younger brother as if he were inside her body, unwilling to let go for even a moment.

Meanwhile, Luo Ning's younger brother, who had been working hard, was also feeling parched and his throat was burning from the long hours of busy work.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his once rosy cheeks were now pale with exhaustion.

Just then, he suddenly noticed the ice element bun beside him, which was continuously releasing a cold aura and wrapped in milk. This magical bun seemed to be radiating an alluring light, attracting Luo Ning's younger brother's attention.

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Ning pounced forward like a hungry tiger, opening his mouth and taking a big bite out of the ice element bun.

In an instant, a cool and sweet milk gushed out of the bun and flowed down his throat.

Luo Ning's younger brother gulped down the delicious milk, each drop like a long-awaited rain to soothe his parched mouth and throat.

As the milk was continuously absorbed into his stomach, the fatigue on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a satisfied and content expression. March 7th couldn't help but hug his younger brother Luo Ning even tighter, indulging in this deep affection.

Although Luo Ning's younger brother's strength and movements caused him some pain, at this moment, under Luo Lin's younger brother's actions, March 7th both wanted to escape and was reluctant to leave.

This magical feeling of being both close and distant fueled his growing passion, his words a mixture of laughter and tears, a plaintive lament. He yearned for more affection from his younger brother, Luo Ning.

However, Luo Ning stopped at this moment, and March 7th had no choice but to let his slender waist, like a willow swaying in the wind, gradually begin to actively seek care from Luo Ning.

Confused by March 7th's actions, Luo Ning released her mouth and smiled mischievously: "Does March 7th want to play games with Luo Ning again?"

March 7th nodded hesitantly.

"Sister March, I want you to say it yourself." Luo Ni chuckled mischievously, teasing the pink-haired girl in front of her.

Upon hearing this, March 7th's cheeks instantly flushed a deep blush, like ripe apples, her shyness deepening. She lowered her head, her eyes shimmering, her mind seemingly entangled in a thousand conflicting thoughts.

Her once fair and jade-like face was now burning red, as if it could bleed.

Nevertheless, she could not suppress the emotions surging within her, and gently parted her lips, nodding slightly in response, "Um... I... I still want to play games with Luo Ning."

However, Luo Ning seemed oblivious to March 7's awkwardness and embarrassment, and instead pretended not to notice, continuing to ask, "What kind of game does Sister March want to play?"