The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

I'm imitating a cat's meow! I'm all prepared for today! Or is it that... little brother Luo Ning has been drained of his vitality by the wildflowers outside and can't take it anymore?

Luo Ning couldn't hold back any longer when she heard those sarcastic words.

He raised his small face and simply held up his "accompanying sword," its astonishing size creating a stark contrast with his small body. He waved it at the two beautiful older women with a hint of provocation.

"Hmph, who said I forgot? I'm back now!"

When March 7th saw that familiar "weapon," her face flushed crimson, and she instinctively took a half-step back, but her eyes couldn't help but dart towards it. Himeko, however, this sexy and fiery red-haired mature woman, didn't have so many reservations.

She raised an eyebrow, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. "Oh? Looks like you're bursting with energy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she abruptly knelt down and kicked off her red high heels, revealing a pair of fair and delicate feet. Amidst March 7's gasp, Himeko darted forward and easily hoisted Luo Ning onto her shoulder. "Since you're so energetic, let's satisfy your older sister first!"

After saying that, she turned around and threw Luo Ning onto the soft, large bed behind her.

Immediately afterward, Himeko leaned in and began to force Luo Ning to undergo intensive "corporal punishment."

"Himeko-neechan! You...you slow down!" March Seven watched from the side, her face flushed, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She watched helplessly as her older sister, Himeko, was so proactive and bold that she snatched away her younger brother, Luo Ning, and began that "all-night chat" that made her blush and her heart race.

The desire that had been suppressed for several days surged within her like long-accumulated volcanic lava, churning and raging, almost engulfing her... She couldn't bear to watch any longer!

If I keep watching, I'm going to go crazy!

Shy? Hesitant?

Faced with surging desire, these things seemed so pale and powerless. March 7th bit her lower lip tightly, as if she had made up her mind.

Without further hesitation, she clumsily reached out and began to remove the carefully chosen dress she was wearing. A sharp ripple sound came from the fabric, but March 7th didn't care at that moment.

She practically scrambled onto the vast battlefield, joining the escalating "battle" with a desperate eagerness.

“Hmm… Sister March 7th, you too…” Luo Ning was slightly taken aback by this sudden addition, and then felt the softness and warmth from the other side.

On one side was Himeko's passionate and skillful advances, and on the other was Mitsuki's somewhat awkward yet equally eager embrace. His recently enhanced body was brimming with inexhaustible energy, and he handled the simultaneous demands of the two older women with surprising ease.

More than enough, and even a hint of enjoyment in it.

"Hmph, Little March, you've finally decided to come over?"

Himeko sensed the movement beside her and, amidst her busy schedule, glanced at him warily. Her tone was slightly teasing, but her hands didn't relax at all. "I...I..." March 7th was made even more embarrassed, but her body's instincts made her cling to Luo Ning even more tightly, trying to separate them.

Cups and cups.

In the room, the intense scene of Luo Ning fighting two beauties on the train, one against the other, soon unfolded once again.

At this moment, Luo Ning was like a little engine with boundless energy, galloping freely in this gentle paradise, trying her best to satisfy the two "insatiable" older sisters.

Chapter 137 The Big Sister's Oppression? Rebellion!

Initially, Himeko and Mitsuki no Naka de did indeed hold the absolute initiative.

After all, Himeko is a mature older sister, and dealing with a cute little boy like Luo Ning is a piece of cake for her, and her techniques are also quite seductive. Meanwhile, Xiao Sanyue is youthful, lively, and passionate.

The two worked together seamlessly, taking turns to surround Luo Ning, this seemingly delicate little bean, and shower her with the "love" they had long awaited.

They assumed it would be the same as before, with them setting the pace and enjoying the fun of teasing the little one. Under the combined pressure from her two older sisters, Luo Ning did initially find it somewhat difficult.

After all, Himeko's mature charm and Mitsuki's charming vitality are two completely different extreme experiences, and even with his enhancements, he still needs to adapt to both.

Their offensive was relentless, as if all the pent-up longing from previous encounters was about to burst forth at this moment.

However, gradually, it was March 7th who first noticed something was wrong. Heh. Brother Luoning, you...

March 7th's voice trembled slightly with disbelief.

She could clearly sense that Luo Ning's younger brother's prized "companion sword" seemed... even more... unbearable than before.

Each deep attack brought an unprecedented, almost bursting feeling of fullness, violently assaulting every corner of her body.

The feeling was too intense, completely different from the experiences Luo Ning had brought her before. Even though her secret garden had already been developed into the perfect shape by Luo Ning, this enhanced "weapon" now carried an undeniable tyranny, as if it were forcibly carving out new territory within her body and redefining her limits.

Each impact caused her lower abdomen to involuntarily bulge slightly; it wasn't an illusion, but proof that it was completely filled and almost impossible to contain.

Fine beads of sweat seeped uncontrollably from her forehead and the tip of her nose, quickly soaking the stray hairs on her forehead and sticking stickily to her face, causing a slight itch. But she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to wipe them away.

The body involuntarily twitches, the motion becoming increasingly larger.

She tried to scream, but her throat felt constricted, and she could only let out thin, incoherent sobs, which sounded more like a desperate wail.

It felt as if the soul was being repeatedly blasted out of the body by this brute force, flying into the boundless void of decay, only to be mercilessly pulled back into the body that was constantly enduring the impact.

"Heh, little March, how come you're already exhausted?" Himeko noticed March's unusual condition and, thinking it was due to exhaustion, teased, "Have you been slacking off and not exercising properly?"

At this moment, March 7th was too ill-equipped to speak.

She felt her consciousness fading, and could only utter faint, incoherent sobs.

Luo Ning noticed her predicament and also felt the abundant power surging within her body, almost overflowing.

He mischievously increased the force, subjecting the little girl who had just dared to agree with Himeko-neechan to a deeper "punishment." "Aaaaaah—!"

On March 7th, a short, sharp scream rang out, and then everything went black as he completely lost consciousness. A trace of white foam even spilled from the corner of his mouth before he collapsed limply onto the bed.

"Huh? She's already fainted?" Himeko was slightly taken aback, then a smug smile appeared on her lips.

With that troublesome little brat gone, all of Luo Ning's bountiful fluids are now hers alone! She adjusted her position, ready to enjoy this victory all to herself.

However, when she was alone bearing all of Luo Ning's firepower, the smile on her face quickly froze.

Without the support of March 7th, the violent force surged like a raging storm, relentlessly assaulting the deepest fortress within her body.

Himeko's composure and control, which she was so proud of, seemed utterly vulnerable in the face of Luo Ning's seemingly endless energy. She gradually shifted from an offensive stance to a passive one, even resorting to desperate attempts to dodge.

"Luo Ning, little brother. Slow down!" Ji Zi's breathing was rapid, and her voice carried a hint of panic. She tried to prop herself up, wanting to regain some control, or at least create some distance to catch her breath. But Luo Ning was having too much fun to let her go.

As she stood up, Luo Ning seemed to cling to her, not stopping but using this strange posture to launch an even more ferocious attack!

This unbelievable sight filled Himeko with shame and anger, yet she was powerless to resist.

Just as Himeko felt she was about to follow in March 7's footsteps and be utterly defeated, March 7, who had been lying slumped to the side, slowly woke up. "Hmm." March 7 opened his eyes in confusion, not quite understanding the situation yet.

Himeko, however, seemed to have found a lifeline. Almost frantically, she pushed Luo Ning, who was still "hanging" on her, toward the newly awakened March 7.

"Little March, hurry...catch it!"

"Money? Sister Himeko...you." Before March 7th could react, she was pinned down again.

Having had a brief respite, Himeko looked at March Seven, who was once again embroiled in a "fierce battle," and breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that Luo Ning's movements had not slowed down at all due to the change of target.

Instead, as if their brief "ornamental" state had ignited their ferocity, they became even more valiant. The tide of battle then turned completely.

Instead of the two beauties ganging up on the little boy on the train, Luo Ning single-handedly launched a merciless "beating" against the two beautiful older women.

In the room, only Himeko and March Seven's suppressed gasps and intermittent groans remained.

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, not from excitement, but from the sheer, overwhelming force of the impact. Sweat soaked their hair and the sheets, and their delicate faces were etched with a wolfish glint and a hint of...fear?

"Ming. Little Luo Ning is dying, really dying, please spare us, Mingming, little Ning. Good little brother."

In the end, it was Himeko, who was always composed, elegant, and in control, who couldn't hold on any longer. Her voice trembled with tears, like a pitiful kitten that had been bullied terribly, as she pleaded pitifully, "Luoning...stop...please...sister...sister is really going to break down."

Just then, with a "click," the door to the room was gently pushed open. Natasha and Seele walked in.

They came over because they were worried about the commotion.

Then, they saw a scene before them that would make any innocent girl blush.

The large bed was a mess, with crumpled sheets, scattered clothes, and Himeko and Sangetsu-shichi lying limply on the bed, disheveled, with tears in their eyes, looking pitiful.

And, standing by the bed, though petite, she exuded an astonishing aura, wielding the ridiculously large "companion sword" Luo Ning. "Luo Ning, little brother, you...you people are..." Natasha Bai Zhe's cheeks flushed instantly, and she couldn't finish her sentence.

Xi'er's body trembled, her eyes darted away, and her ears turned bright red. Luo Ning turned her head, saw that it was them, and her eyes lit up.

He felt the power surging within him; that was just a warm-up, he hadn't had his fill yet.

"Sister Seele! Big Sister Natasha!" He walked up to the two of them in a few steps, ignoring their shocked and stunned expressions, and grabbed one of them with each hand. "Come and play with us too!"

As he grabbed their wrists, feeling the warmth from the boy's palm and his undisguised invitation, Natasha and Seele's hearts suddenly raced.

There was a sense of shame, but more than that, there was a strange flutter of excitement and anticipation?

After all, the "bad things" that Luo Ning's brother had done to them during this time had already left a deep imprint of his mark on their minds and bodies.

That stirred-up desire had always been lurking deep within my heart.

"I..." Natasha opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her voice was a little weak.

On the contrary, Seele, a core member of "Earthfire" who usually has a stern face and an unapproachable demeanor, actually nodded slightly after a brief hesitation.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and grasped Luo Ning's small hand in return.

Long-suppressed emotions, a yearning for warmth, and being drawn to Lonin's unique charm... all these factors combined to make her appear more proactive than the gentle Natasha at this moment.

Perhaps she also wanted to experience what it would feel like to be completely filled by the immense power contained within that small body once again... Moreover, her younger brother Luo Ning seemed to be even stronger than before.

Chapter 138 It's unbearable! It's simply unbearable! (Revised)

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When things really came to this, especially after Himeko and Mitsuki had just suffered a crushing defeat, her mature and composed shyness still prevailed.

In contrast, Seele, the fiery girl who always kept herself wrapped in a hard shell, reacted unexpectedly. She didn't pull away; instead, she grasped Luo Ning's hand in return.

Perhaps it was Luo Ning's pure and unadulterated sense of dependence that touched the softest part of her heart, reminding her of those forgotten, vulnerable times that needed protection.

Perhaps it was the description of Lonindi's "special ability" that Wen heard from Bronya that finally gave her a way to release her long-suppressed curiosity and desire.

She took a deep breath, and a mixture of tension, hesitation, and determination appeared on her usually strong face. "I…" Natasha was about to say something, to find a way to back down, when she saw Seele already taking action.

Xier released Luo Ning's hand, her movements slightly clumsy yet strangely resolute, and began to unbutton her rather plain clothes.

The fabric slipped down, revealing the girl's firm yet slightly immature body curves.

She wasn't as voluptuous as Himeko, nor as curvaceous as Bronya, and she couldn't even compare to the well-developed Clara. Her small breasts were only a barely B-cup, but her flat stomach and firm waistline exuded a powerful beauty that belonged to a warrior.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xi'er stepped forward and embraced Luo Ning's small body.

The girl's embrace wasn't as soft and full as Himeko's or Cocolia's; it carried a firmness and a unique youthful energy. She awkwardly reached out and clumsily touched Luo Ning's cheek, her fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly.

Seeing this, Natasha no longer hesitated and gently pressed herself against Luo Ning from behind, her warm and soft body close to his back, her breath sweet as orchids.

The two older sisters, one awkwardly proactive and the other gently affectionate, though neither was particularly skilled, their eagerness to please was unmistakable, instantly igniting a fire within Luo Ning.

He turned around, focusing his attention on Seele in front of him.

The light fell on the girl's slightly flat chest, and although it wasn't as dramatic as Himeko's or the others', it possessed its own delicate and exquisite beauty.

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With just that simple touch, Seele's body stiffened abruptly, and her cheeks flushed instantly. She went limp and almost couldn't stand up.

Luo Ning gently pulled her down onto the carpet next to him, the soft fabric cushioning the impact.

He looked down at the girl beneath him, whose face, which always carried a strong and cautious air, was now flushed with a blush, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of anticipation and a certain obvious fear.

After all, she clearly remembered and personally experienced how astonishing Luo Ning's "companion sword," which was completely incongruous with his small stature, was, and now, it seemed to be even more powerful than before.

"Little brother Luo Ning," Xi'er's voice was barely audible, filled with pleading, "Please... please have some mercy on your older sister."

She rarely showed such vulnerability; after all, as the leader of the Earth Fire faction, she always maintained a facade of strength. But she couldn't bring herself to be tough on her younger brother, Luo Ning.

Behind him, Natasha's warm breath sprayed onto Luo Ning's neck, bringing a wet and itchy sensation.

Then, something warm, soft, and slippery, tentatively, gently licked the sweetness from his earlobe, and then the skin of his neck.

Natasha's gentle yet provocative actions caused Luo Ning to flinch slightly, and a surge of heat rushed to her lower abdomen.

He took a deep breath, trying to shift some of his attention away from the alluring touch behind him and refocus on Seele beneath him. The girl's body was slightly tense, like a fully drawn bow.

Luo Ning knew that although Seele appeared strong, she had only had such intimate contact with him a handful of times, far less experienced than Bronya and the others.

Moreover, her enhanced "companion sword" has indeed grown considerably in size, which is nothing short of a brand new and unknown adventure for her.

The thought of expansion stirred something within Luo Ning.

Having joined the Starshine Train, wasn't it all for the purpose of pioneering? However, this kind of "pioneering" seems to have a different flavor right now.

Feeling Seele's heart pounding so hard it was practically bursting out of her chest, Luo Ning decided to slow down.