The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

Luo Ning struggled to get up, but Shiwa Niang completely ignored the protest, opened her mechanical mouth, dripping hot lubricating oil, and immediately began cleaning and maintaining the companion sword.

Luo Ning plays shooting games, which is why he doesn't leave any trace.

She simply moved her mouth and throat, then stood up, looking down at Luo Ning. "Feeling good? Little Luo Ning, be careful, if you make a sound, Miss March 7th will wake up."

"You don't want her to find out you're doing this, do you? Hehe, your expression is like melting ice cream." "I can tell from your eyes that you're craving it right now. You want to see the view down there, don't you? What a naughty boy."

Following Luo Ning's wishes, Shiwa Niang made a disgusted face, then grabbed the hem of the maid's long dress with both hands and gently lifted it up as if drawing back a curtain, quickly revealing the window to Luo Ning.

The mecha girl's legs were covered by stockings, so she didn't need to suffer, and her entrance was directly exposed to Luo Ning, with a little lubricant flowing out from inside.

"There's an oil leak here... I need your big wrench to help me tighten it up."

She spoke as she got into bed, her hands gripping Luo Ning's ankles, the burning hot furnace engulfing her personal sword.

This may be due to the robot's built-in super algorithm, which can accurately control the details of objects entering and exiting even without touching or measuring them by hand.

"Ah ha~ It's clearly a mechanical structure, so why does it feel so strange? Ugh, the power unit is throbbing, this feeling of being filled with brutal force."

"Brother Luo Ning, you're so strong! This place seems even harder than my steel wall. I'm going to get... I'm going to get kicked."

Shiwa Niang had just put on that disgusted and dismissive expression, but that was just acting; it was a bit of fun she put on to match Luo Ning's ideas.

As the sword pierced her steel frame, she immediately rolled her eyes. "Swarovski. You piece of trash."

Luo Ning merely twitched slightly, and Shiwa Niang seemed to have an internal electrical circuit malfunction, her entire body crackling and emitting electric currents. The current was channeled into her sword; without a doubt, this was a powerful and effective attack.

I never expected that a mecha girl would have such a trait, but I guess this should be considered a mechanical malfunction.

When dealing with a broken machine, you can first try old and traditional techniques, such as tapping it with your hand. Luo Ning tried this a few times, but the leakage became even more severe, so further repairs were necessary.

Luo Ning reached out and supported her waist, feeling the weight of the steel chariot. Luo Ning then revealed her violent side.

Shiva covered her mouth with her hand, hot breath escaping from her head, and the sounds coming from her mouth were like the whistling of a train arriving at a station. She moved faster and faster in sync with Luo Ning's rhythm.

Her weight was quite exaggerated; after all, she was made of steel, so the sound of the bed became louder and louder. If this continued, it would really wake up March 7th.

But the two of them couldn't care less about that anymore; all they could think about was continuing their mission.

Shiwa Niang experienced an unparalleled sense of joy, and Luo Ning also acquired a great deal of knowledge at the Mechanical Elementary School. After a period of time, he began to study for his degree.

He studied relentlessly, and as he gradually mastered the knowledge, the inflated quality of his academic credentials diminished, and he truly grasped the entire knowledge system. "So comfortable, little brother Luo Ning, we're family, right? Let's continue doing this in the future. Mingming, Master, my good Master, I'm so grateful to you..."

"Unleash all your sword energy!"

"I will accept all of my mechanical power furnace, Master. Please give me experience quickly so I can upgrade again and bring you more joy."

Shiva could no longer suppress her voice, which surged up like a tidal wave of pleasure.

She opened her mouth and started babbling incoherently, seemingly having completely forgotten that she was merely an individual summoned by Clara using her abilities from the Otherworld.

Clara is her master, yet now she's loudly calling Luo Ning by that unique title, Clara? Luo Ning is far more important.

This master key is amazing! It opened the brand-new mechanical lock instantly, and the gates of desire were completely opened. Luo Ning roared, then unleashed astonishing power, instantly transforming the two's state.

The creaking of the bed abruptly stopped. Loning, high above, launched a ferocious attack on the sheathed Shiva Niang lying on the floor. Shiva Niang's legs moved like scissors, as if to sever Loning's waist.

The temperature inside the power furnace was astonishing, with an unbelievable high temperature, like a water pump, even sucking away Luo Ning's soul.

"Master, I... Hmph~"

Shwa Niang emitted a strange sound, and its mechanical power erupted completely.

Enveloped in this hard sensation, Luo Ning had no choice but to unleash his sword energy in all directions. Together with the beautiful mecha girl, they reached the end of their pleasure.

Chapter 114 The Moment of Becoming Fascinated by Mechanics

To be honest, being a mecha girl was a very special experience for Luo Ning. It is undeniable that the internal structure of the mecha is meticulous and every detail is perfect.

He licked his lips, breathing slightly heavily, and stared at everything before him, his face flushed.

This is her masterpiece; the maid's outfit on Shwaniang is loose, revealing some of the scenery beneath the fabric.

Shiva Nian silently turned around, knelt down on the ground, and pointed the round leather drum at Luo Ning. She spread her legs apart and quietly opened the window with her fingers.

The rain was drizzling, and with the window only slightly open, many things were already out of control.

The dissipated liquid gathered into small pools, and an indescribable, peculiar smell filled the air.

"Guh, my master, you've ruined my liver! There's an enemy inside, and it's been leaking oil nonstop." "It needs more repairs. Only your special wrench can reach the very inside." Shiwa Niang spoke these strange words, turning her head to look at Luo Ning, her eyes already turning into pink hearts.

It seems that the power of abundance is at work, causing her physique to change once again, and even affecting her thinking. "Why is your mecha girl overheating so badly? You really need me to repair you and help you cool down."

"But I have a question: where did you learn these strange words? The database seems to contain some odd things."

The mecha girl had already positioned her cannon, so Luo Ning naturally set up his cannon and aimed, following her movements, and then ruthlessly rammed his thick cannon into her flesh.

Shiwa Niang let out a satisfied sound, then lay motionless, as if malfunctioning, her body limp, silently enduring Luo Ning's repair work.

“There’s no record in the database. Those were just things I made up.” Shiva Niang shook her leather drum, echoing Luo Ning’s actions.

Luo Ning had now become a master technician, using an incredibly powerful wrench to vigorously repair the internal malfunction.

When the repair was done at a critical point, a large amount of engine oil was exposed. This is not an oil leak; strictly speaking, it should be called oil spraying.

Luo Ning smiled. Although it was engine oil, it had a fragrant smell. She dipped her finger in it and tasted it with her tongue. It tasted just like soda water.

"Looks like the problem here is pretty serious, Shwa-niang. Just bear with it, I need to focus on fixing this." Luo Ning patted her mechanical rear end and then started charging around wildly.

A series of crisp sounds rang out, and Shiva's cries became meaningless, reduced to unconscious moans. Luo Ning bent down, and with another surge of hot oil, he unleashed his full sword energy.

"Swarovski, you are amazing! I may never forget you." The mechanical structure inside is truly captivating.

Especially when the hot oil appeared at the final moment, Luo Ning felt incredibly hot, as if he were about to ascend to heaven. Suddenly, he was reminded of a peculiar character from the world of Collapse Iron, Miss Black Tower from the Guan Cai Club.

The Big Black Tower is definitely a person, but the Little Black Towers are all dolls, which are also mecha girls. The Shwa Girls have already been so exciting; I wonder what the Little Black Towers will be like.

He watched with interest as oil continuously oozed from the mechanical opening before him, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. But what followed was another pleasant surprise.

Clara, who had been waiting outside, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Lonindi completely conquered her Shwaniang and replaced her as her master.

Although she still retained control, Clara felt a strange unease at the fact that Lonnin held more weight in Swane's heart, but she didn't feel much resentment.

She calmly entered the room. March 7th was sleeping like a baby on the bed, while Shiva Niang on the floor was still sweating profusely. That naughty boy, Luo Ning, was still trying to clean his personal sword.

Shwa-niang opened her mouth blankly, instinctively said something, and then started cleaning. "Hmm, Shwa-niang, the suction is so strong, I can't stand it."

Luo Ning called out softly, then released the little power she had used, "Sister Clara, when did you arrive?"

Luo Ning held Shiwa Niang's head, but his sword became even sharper. "Next, it's my turn, little brother Luo Ning."

feel.

Clara said, smiling at Lonin, then hugged him tightly and pulled her sword out of the cleansing mouth, making a strange sound.

"Wow, it's all stringy! How many sword energies did you fire? Is your mouth that comfortable?"

"You...you're not going to get addicted to her mechanical little mouth and elementary school, are you?" Clara said with a laugh, then started teasing Luo Ning.

"However, my human flesh boots won't be bad either. You can unleash your power anytime later, and I'll take them all." Clara bit Luo Ning's ear, then turned him around and lifted him high in the air.

Luo Ning's legs trembled as she wrapped them around Clara's waist, while her sword tensed, pointing directly at her lower abdomen. "Sister Clara, I... I want it."

As Luo Ning inhaled Clara's delicate fragrance, he wriggled like a little fish.

The sword she carried naturally rubbed against her, the glint of sword energy at its tip outlining several twisted lines. "I'll give it to you, but you have to keep your voice down, okay? After all, you don't want March Seven to see you like this, do you?" she said, while March Seven on the bed stirred slightly, adjusting her sleeping position.

Sensing March 7's slight movements, Luo Ning's body stiffened slightly, and the soft sound he made was accompanied by a slight tremor in his voice, "Luo Ning, you're so funny. You seem even more excited in this situation?"

"Even though your March sister is right here, don't you like me more? We're family, you know. No matter what you look like, I'll always love you."

I like you.

Clara laughed and leaned closer, their noses touching lightly and rubbing together a few times.

A few simple actions brought them closer together. Luo Ning couldn't resist opening his mouth and biting into the delicious candy in front of him. Clara's eyes widened, very pleased with his reaction.

"Ah~ This feels so good, Clara's lair is amazing, mmm, I've only just entered and I'm already... ah~"

Luo Ning felt an astonishing sense of urgency, and her ten crystal-clear little toes clenched involuntarily. She was almost about to unleash a burst of sword energy.

"It's comfortable, isn't it? It's better than Shwan's mechanical elementary school, isn't it?" Clara said with a smile.

"I'm about to start moving. If you can't take it, you can fire away as you please."

Chapter 115 Clara Begs for Mercy

Not long ago, Mingming was fascinated by Shiwa Niang's mechanical elementary school and even worried that she might become addicted to it.

But Clara, on the other hand, quickly experienced a different kind of joy, almost to the point of flying to the sky. Then he realized that there was no such thing as addiction; he was simply lustful.

He didn't need to move, and the bed started making loud noises. Clara's movements gradually became rougher, and she made no attempt to hide them. Luo Ning bit her lower lip to keep her voice from leaking out.

But as Clara's fingers lightly touched his scalp, things took a different turn.

He opened his mouth, the slight sound amplifying his voice; he seemed unable to control the frenzied thoughts surging within him. Clara bent down and pressed her lips to Lonin's, their mouths now completely sealed together.

Her spaceship wasn't one of those exceeding the standard; its size was quite limited, and it couldn't compare to an older sister like Himeko at all. However, its size was still considerable.

Luo Ning was simply enduring Clara's onslaught. As the moisture in the elementary school gradually increased, the smooth sensation made Luo Ning feel the burning temperature. With the smoothness of the liquid, the related movements became smoother.

The part of his sword that accompanied him had gradually turned reddish-purple. With each thrust, the tip of the sword playfully grazed the cliff face, and the little bumps and fine grooves on it fascinated him.

Clara was quite young and energetic, and her tightness captivated him. She also had a good amount of elasticity. Luo Ning felt that he would soon be finished in Clara's hands.

"I'll shut you up."

Clara murmured softly, repeating herself like a broken record, her eyes now completely undisguised in their frenzy.

“Scream, Luo Ning, I’ll make you scream, let your sister March hear your roast chicken-like voice, and let her see your expression right now.”

"Hiss~ Why are you so hot? How can I stand that look in your eyes? It's all your fault. I never wanted this to happen. You're the one seducing me."

"Ah, this is so great! This kind of personal sword is amazing. What will I do if I can't enjoy it in the future? Gu, Luo Ning, you are my family. We will be together for life."

Clara first uttered a string of almost manic words, but as the pleasure within her continued to spread, her words gradually changed in style and became softer.

Her movements changed from initially rough to gentle and slower. This series of activities led to more contact between them, and the details of their interaction became more intimate.

Luo Ning opened her mouth, but no sound came out. A tingling sensation ran through her cerebral cortex, and the electric shock-like feeling never stopped. So the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

"Sister Clara, I can't take it anymore," Luo Ning finally whispered.

“Okay, little brother Luo Ning, let’s go together.”

Clara had reached her limit; she wanted to see the beautiful view from the mountaintop.

“That’s not what I meant. I’m still far from perfect. I just feel like it’s not exciting enough.” Luo Ning said, gently patting Clara’s drum a few times.

Clara stared wide-eyed at Luo Ning, somewhat incredulous. At this moment, Luo Ning had begun to take the initiative. Simply passively taking hits was not his style.

At first, he passively endured the girl's frenzied onslaught, remaining completely still.

But now that things have progressed to this point, Luo Ning naturally needs to begin demonstrating her power.

"My sister says I was born to be driven crazy by your noise. Well, then let me drive you crazy. But I'll be the one who drives you crazy."

Luo Ning began to argue back, clearly intending to overthrow his superiors and seize control. "Little brother Luo Ning, you're playing dumb to take advantage of others."

Clara bit her lower lip, feeling a stimulation several times stronger than before.

"This is a flame that Clara lit. I didn't want it to be like this either. If I could, I would like to be a good boy. But it seems that my sister likes the bad boy side of me more."

“We’re family, you know. We have to accept each other completely. Sister, you have to help me out.”

Ning unleashed incredible strength, managing to stand up and pull Clara into his arms. Was this a small horse pulling a heavy cart? At that moment, the little horse became a weightlifting champion, effortlessly lifting the entire cart.

Clara levitated, and because of this movement, Lonin's sword could easily pierce Clara's deepest weakness. "Is this the room that nurtures life? Clara, are you ready?"

Luo Ning buried his head in that soft jade mound. "Wait, it's too deep, not there."

Clara completely lost her composure; her previous intimidating demeanor vanished entirely, and she even feigned weakness towards Luo Ning. "It's too late. I need to fill this place with my sword energy."

Luo Ning bit into the red cherry tomato atop her ice cream, her tongue beginning to swirl around it.

Clara could only tense her muscles to try and stop Lonin's advance, hoping to block the monster's path. But this only brought Lonin a moment of amusement.

Stop me? That's impossible; in fact, it only made the sword accompanying me even more ferocious. "Go in, this..."