The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

Clara stared wide-eyed, tears even welling up in the corners of her eyes.

It was a completely unfamiliar feeling. I thought it would be very painful, but I experienced a wonderful and pleasant sensation instead.

To be honest, Luo Ning possesses abundant power within him, and many things cannot be understood using common sense. In fact, even entering forbidden areas is extremely painful for such a colossal being as him.

Imagine trying to clean your ears or even pick your nose with a rolling pin—the size is completely mismatched, and squeezing it in would be excruciatingly painful. But Luo Ning's abundant power changed all that.

When the accompanying sword pierces in, the power of abundance begins to flow slightly, so there is no pain, and you can even experience extreme pleasure.

So even if Clara were to actually be inside that room where life is being conceived, she would only feel pleasure.

"Brother Luo Ning, no! If this continues, there will be no turning back!" Clara's eyes widened, her emotions completely out of control at this moment.

Chapter 116 March 7th was completely unaware!

There was no turning back, so he could only keep charging forward. Facing Clara's words, Luo Ning did not respond at all, but silently continued to attack, like pounding garlic, each time charging with all his might.

Garlic juice splattered everywhere, and Clara felt like she was about to turn into a puddle of mud, but Luo Ning simply placed her on the ground. It began; Little Ma was going to brutally destroy the gantry, because the size of the accompanying sword was so exaggerated that basically every thrust...

The blade can reach any detail.

Luo Ning was incredibly powerful, dealing maximum damage, and the two were almost merging together.

Clara let out a voice of resentment. Undoubtedly, she was once again facing a moment of intense adversity. She had lost count of how many times this had happened, but she just wanted to keep going.

In fact, her mind was already hazy. As things had progressed to this point, her rationality had completely evaporated. At this moment, she was beginning to succumb.

When she took the initiative to pursue Luo Ning, she knew then that she couldn't live without this wonderful thing.

But when Luo Ning launched his own attack, Clara became even more devastated, because she knew that after being confronted like this, she would never be able to defy Luo Ning's will again.

She had become Luo Ning's captive and slave, and could only obey this brat brother's every word.

"Sister, why are you so loose? Squeeze tighter! Why are you so disobedient!" Luo Ning feigned anger, reaching out to roughly knead the two living spaceships. "Ugh, but you're so big, I think even if you don't squeeze tight, it's actually enough!" Clara said tearfully, her face covered in tears, looking pitiful.

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think. Squeeze tighter." Luo Ning gave his order, which Clara had to obey.

The result was that Clara bit her lower lip and accepted Luo Ning's arrangement.

She tensed her body, exerting force like a pair of pincers. Luo Ning felt a terrifying pressure emanating from all directions, and his breath almost stopped.

Finally, the energy and pent-up emotions he had suppressed for so long could finally be released.

The violent and scorching sword energy surged like a tsunami, relentlessly crashing against the room that was nurturing life. The terrifying impact combined with the intense heat caused Clara's body to tremble violently.

Her bare toes curled and relaxed repeatedly, seemingly uncomfortable with the stimulation, yet also enjoying it. Luo Ning continued to unleash bursts of sword energy, the power of his bestowed sword energy even increasing with each layer.

Clara's belly swelled up visibly, undoubtedly filled with Luo Ning's sword energy. "I'm going to die. Oh dear, I'm going to get pregnant. But if things really develop this way, we'll be even closer family, and..."

We are welcoming a new family member.

Clara touched her swollen belly, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

Shiva Niang, who was already awake, approached and opened her mouth without hesitation to help Luo Ning clean and maintain the sword. Luo Ning didn't hesitate to unleash the remaining sword energy within his personal sword.

Shwaniang licked her lips, a strange light gleaming in her eyes. "Shall we continue? I feel that Master is not yet satisfied."

Looking at her still upright sword, Shiwa Niang couldn't help but swallow hard.

"I'm your master, aren't I?" Clara muttered to herself.

Shiva was summoned by her power and was an important family member who had been with her for a long time, but it was easily pried away by Luo Ning with a big hoe.

Luo Ning was another member of her family, so she wasn't dissatisfied, but she did feel a little strange. Luo Ning hugged Shiva's mother, and the two worked together seamlessly, connecting via Bluetooth once again.

Soon, it started leaking electricity, and Luo Ning had to go deep into the faulty area and use a large wrench to repair it thoroughly. The mecha girl hummed in agreement, her expression becoming even more human-like.

Well, at this moment, she's probably the most intelligent "machine," looking no different from a human. Seeing her tending the fire made Luo Ning unable to hold back any longer, and she unleashed a powerful attack.

After Shiva Niang came Clara, and then Shiva Niang again. The two of them took turns working out with Lonin, hoping that the little guy could grow up strong and healthy.

After the battle, Shwa-chan cleaned up the scene, then they all washed themselves, and everything returned to normal.

March 7th was fast asleep; this guy was like the sleeping husband character in those erotic films, just a tool for amusement. Once everything was finished, and Luo Ning was completely ravaged, she finally opened her eyes.

"Hmm, I'm sleeping so soundly. Brother Luo Ning is getting more and more powerful. And I really don't understand, even though he was supposed to be infusing me with power, why did I just fall into a deep sleep after gaining it?"

March 7 muttered something to himself, then saw three figures sitting on the floor in front of him. Lonin was teaching Clara and Swaniang how to play Dou Dizhu (a card game).

The "poker game" is over, now it's time for a proper game. "What are you guys playing? Count me in."

Although March 7th felt something was off, the atmosphere around the trio was rather strange.

But what problems could the lovely and obedient Clara, and the loyal and reliable Swane, possibly have? They're both wonderful people. Clara's smile held a strange, deeper meaning as she faced March 7th.

Haha, this older sister is a bit silly. Her own younger brother has been completely eaten, and she's still laughing so happily.

However, in some ways, March 7th is a good person. March 7th hugged Luo Ning and let him sit in his lap.

Clara narrowed her eyes slightly, a pang of sadness rising in her heart.

Such intimate interactions could be openly displayed by March 7th, but Clara could only watch. March 7th let Luo Ning hold the cards, and then the instruction began.

Undoubtedly, the immense pressure from those two bulges directly affected his brainwaves, and then March 7th's hand pressed down on his sword. Even through his trousers, he controlled the sword, which was already throbbing with desire—a move also intended to conceal Luo Ning's embarrassment.

March 7th didn't actually have any malicious intent or ill intentions; she simply didn't want the innocent Clara to see Luo Ning's terrifyingly swollen longsword.

After all, for a teenager who is inexperienced in the ways of the world, such a scene could have an immeasurable negative impact on her. It can be said that March 7th's actions were entirely out of goodwill and to protect Clara.

However, to her utter surprise, in the short time she had just fallen asleep, Luo Ning had already been swallowed whole by Clara.

This means that all the worries and actions before March 7th were completely unnecessary, because Clara never even had the chance to see that terrifying longsword.

Nevertheless, March 7th's original intention was still good; it's just that things developed in a way that exceeded her expectations.

Luo Ning, on the other hand, was an exceptionally perceptive child. Even with just a slight contact with Clara, his personal sword was instantly activated. This was the instinctive reaction of a swordsman; even the slightest unusual sensation was enough to unleash the expanding sword energy.

Chapter 117 The Picture Book Xing Brought Back

Nothing unexpected happened during the card game. Although Clara felt a little sad, she didn't show it, since she had expected this kind of thing to happen.

Clara already knew that Luo Ning's younger brother had many women around him. It was because she knew this that she took action against Luo Ning, and she was very satisfied with the current result.

Luo Ning is her family, and she is incredibly happy about that right now.

After finishing their card game, Luo Ning held March 7 in her arms and fell asleep. Nothing more happened; they simply hugged each other and felt each other's warmth.

When Luo Ning reached the second level, he sensed someone touching his personal sword, so he slowly opened his eyes. He saw the legendary Wild Star Miss eating fried dough sticks, her mouth already stuffed full.

After a night of exploring the wilderness, Miracle Star is finally back. "Star Sister, did you find anything good last night?"

Luo Ning reached out and held Xing's head, her face flushing. Her soft breathing was as alluring as before, a sound that would stir the heart of anyone who heard it.

"I really found something good, and I'll share it with you now."

Xing smiled, paused eating her fried dough sticks, and then pulled out a stack of books.

Luo Ning's eyes widened. Just by looking at the covers, she could tell that these were all extremely hot and erotic books that would make one blush and have their heart race.

"What... what are these covers? They're so weird."

Luo Ning glanced at the book; it was indeed a pornographic book, but as an innocent young boy, he naturally had "never worn it." Of course, that was a bit too pretentious, considering he had already had all sorts of things happen with girls.

However, when he showed this shy expression, Xing revealed a strange smile. "Hehe, little brother Luo Ning, watch carefully and learn well. I'm going to continue eating breakfast now." Xing placed the book in Luo Ning's hands.

So he continued watching, blushing, while Xing, like a woodpecker, began to peck away, enjoying her delicious fried dough sticks with relish, the sounds she made sparking the imagination.

"You've just gotten back and you're already fixated on Luo Ning? Xing... you rascal, did you even shower? You were probably rummaging through the trash cans again last night!" March 7th started pointing and whispering at Xing.

She often felt speechless when dealing with this friend, as if she were taking care of a child, but this child was very disobedient and always making a fuss.

"Can't you be a little more obedient like your little brother Luo Ning? Honestly!"

March 7th chased away the stars, and then she looked at Luo Ning, blushed, and got down, opening her mouth to start eating breakfast. The delicious taste of fried dough sticks spread in her mouth, the scalding hot flavor making her throat slightly sore.

Unfortunately, the fried dough sticks were quite plentiful, making them a bit difficult to swallow. If only there were some delicious soy milk to help ease the discomfort.

Yes, there is definitely soy milk. Luo Ning threw aside the picture book in her hand and hugged March 7's head tightly.

The sweet and delicious piping hot soy milk was drunk by March 7th, her throat bobbing repeatedly, and her pupils rolling upwards.

Such a thrilling scene so early in the morning! March 7th had a delicious breakfast. "March 7th, you tricked me into taking a shower so you could enjoy yourself, huh?"

Xing's speed was simply too fast. After all, she wanted to continue eating fried dough sticks, so she just rinsed them with hot water. They weren't dirty at all anyway, and the power of fate blocked all the dirt away.

After showering at lightning speed, without even putting on clothes, Miss Xing rushed to the scene! March 7th felt a little guilty and reached out to wipe the little bit of soy milk that had spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Then she realized something was amiss, and saw a strange picture book on Luo Ning's bed. She took it and immediately frowned. "Xing! Did you show this to Luo Ning? You little rascal, showing such a young little brother this kind of thing!"

March 7th is furious! Seriously, ladies, what's wrong with Bellberg? The flame of civilization is almost extinguished, how can they still spread this kind of thing!

If you have the resources to print these books, why don't you use them for something more appropriate? Besides, this is the lower district; aren't resources even more scarce here?

"Where is he small? Did he grow up soon after reading it? He's already a grown man, he's successfully become an adult. What's wrong with him reading books?"

"It contains some very interesting records. After learning them, Luo Ning's skills will become stronger." "Moreover, it also contains many 'case studies' that can help Luo Ning protect himself from bad women!"

As Xing spoke, she picked up one of the books, turned to a certain page, and saw a picture of an older sister hugging a cute little boy.

“Little brother, you don’t want your family to know about this, do you?” Xing repeated the lines above.

"Luo Ning, remember this: if anyone threatens you like this, just tell us. No matter what, we can handle it."

"Hmph, in this world, there are too many bad women. You, such a cute little brother, must make sure you are safe." Xing sighed, his eyes filled with a sense of melancholy.

"Tai Chi Eight Desolations! You actually have a point, huh? It's all fallacies!"

On March 7th, he kept banging on Xing's head, determined to control this stupid star core.

"In March, don't you want to try the above methods?" Xing suddenly made a suggestion.

March 7th stopped what she was doing, swallowed hard. The suggestion was just too tempting; she simply couldn't refuse.

"Ahem, this is also to teach Luo Ning to identify bad women, it's like a role-playing exercise."

"Luo Ning, you have to cooperate with us, okay? That guy San Yueqi has been successfully led astray by Xing."

Logically, this shouldn't have happened, but because it involved Luo Ning, March 7th's rationality diminished considerably. Things seemed to be moving forward, and Luo Ning, holding the notebook in her hands, began to cooperate with them in the scenario rehearsal.

His little face was rosy, and the picture book in his hands possessed an incredible power, easily immersing him in it.

Judging from his experience as a seasoned book maker, the quality of these picture books was unexpectedly high. After reading them, he was truly moved.

Both the story and the illustrations are of a high standard, making one's heart race. "Little brother Luo Ning, why aren't you resisting? Didn't I teach you to say no to bad women?"

Chapter 118 Who is drawing the doujinshi?

"But Sister Xing is my family, she's not a bad woman."

Luo Ning's eyes were filled with innocence, and her smile remained as pure as ever, carrying a refreshing charm.

"This is a scenario rehearsal. You and I are just playing roles. Brother Luo Ning, you need to use your imagination."

Xing started giving Luo Ning some instructions, making mischievous gestures with her hands. Luo Ning just pouted; this kind of play was really a bit inexplicable.

"Then I'll fight back properly. If I encounter a bad woman, I'll teach her a lesson." As Luo Ning spoke, he used a small, cute boy-shaped punch to send Xing flying.

Burying her head in the soft bun, Luo Ning began to control the two enormous spaceships. "Is this how you resist? You little brat, well, it's time for your older sister to exert her own strength too."

Xing, like a child, got into a playful tug-of-war with Luo Ning. Who was on top and who was down needed to be decided as soon as possible.

With a sharp "crack," the sound of a whip striking flesh filled Xing's eyes, her gaze wide with disbelief. Something was attacking her thigh; the contact was slight, but it produced a sharp, beaking sound.

Following the sound, they found the familiar object—the old buddy. The sword beside them was already prepared for battle, its energy fully charged long ago.

Xing swallowed hard, her thoughts becoming chaotic, and the desire in her heart was about to spiral out of control.

Actually, who goes up and who goes down isn't that important. As long as both sides are having fun and enjoying themselves, there's no need to worry too much.

"I'm ready, let's begin."

Xing gave up resisting and just waited for Luo Ning's personal sword to enter the forging furnace. "Didn't you say you wanted to practice the scenario?"

Luo Ning tilted her head, looking puzzled.

"Stop acting! Come in here, let me help you refine your personal sword." Xing patted Luo Ning's butt and started giving her a series of orders.