The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

He kissed my feet.

Even the most private places... have been explored.

The secrets of her body were almost completely revealed to him. At this point, what was there left to hold back?

Pera took a deep breath, and a resolute glint flashed in her beautiful eyes hidden behind her glasses. She slowly stood up, not looking at Hook and Clara, and walked straight to the table.

Then, under their slightly surprised gazes, she bent down and slipped into the dimly lit, intimate space. Under the table, Luo Ning was watching her with that harmless smile.

The sword before him, still gleaming, exuded a chilling aura of danger in the dim light. Pella's heart pounded so hard it felt like it would leap out of her throat.

She closed her eyes, as if she had made up her mind, and then slowly, tremblingly, lowered her head and slowly opened her small mouth... However, just as Pera was about to touch that hot thing, Luo Ning suddenly made a new move.

Looking at the bespectacled girl in front of him, who was usually meticulous but now had a flushed face and a dreamy look in her eyes, he felt an unprecedented desire to conquer her.

That alone was no longer enough for him. He wanted more!

I want to explore the mysteries of this intelligence officer's body more deeply!

"Bang!" A loud noise!

Luo Ning suddenly stretched out his hands and violently overturned the thick wooden table in front of him! Chess pieces and chess pieces were scattered all over the ground.

The sudden turn of events stunned Pera, Hook, and Clara. "Brother Lonin, Hook was just about to speak..."

Luo Ning had already grabbed Pera's wrist and pulled her towards him.

"No...no, little brother Luo Ning, this is too much..." Pera struggled symbolically, her voice trembling with tears, but she dared not exert any force, for fear of angering this seemingly obedient but actually aggressive little boy.

This half-hearted resistance only fueled the fire within Luo Ning's heart to burn even more fiercely.

He could clearly feel that Pella's soft body was trembling slightly, and that her skin was warm and damp with sweat.

“Sister Pera’s body is so soft,” Luo Ning’s voice was slightly hoarse as he gently ran his fingers over her delicate skin. “You’re sweating here. It seems Sister Pera can’t wait any longer.”

Pera blushed with embarrassment at his words, but her body became even more limp and powerless.

Luo Ning straightened Pera's body and began adjusting the angle, searching for the entrance to the final secret dungeon. That astonishing companion sword was already at their gates...

Pera shuddered, instinctively grabbing Luo Ning's shoulder, her voice filled with a final plea and despair: "No...no, Luo Ning. There...you absolutely can't touch there!"

Chapter 149 The Clerk Has Fallen

"do not want!"

At the very last moment, a survival instinct surged from somewhere within Pera's body.

She screamed, and with the last of her strength, she struggled violently, actually managing to slip free from Luo Ning's grip. Her body was already limp, and this struggle had exhausted all her energy.

Pera fell to the ground, his elbows and knees slamming against the cold floor, sending sharp pains through him.

Ignoring all that, she scrambled toward the door, her eyes filled with despair. The door to the room seemed like the only path to salvation.

The Silver Guard uniform that had been mostly removed after losing the game was now loosely hanging on her body, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin.

Her ample breasts swayed slightly with her movements, the edges of her bra glimpsed faintly. Was she really going to run out like this?

How could she possibly appear before anyone looking like this! "Little brother Luo Ning, you're too impatient!"

Hook's voice carried a hint of unease. She glanced warily at the scattered adventure pieces on the floor, then looked at Pera, who was sprawled on the ground, trembling.

She strode over to Pera, looked down at her, and then slowly bent down, extending her hand. "Sister Pera, are you alright? The ground is cold, let me help you!"

Hook's warm fingertips touched Pera's cold arm, and a faint glimmer of hope rose in Pera's heart. Would Sister Hook help her?

Should we help her up, let her straighten her clothes, and end this absurd game?

However, the next second, Pera realized she was terribly wrong. The "help" Hook spoke of was nothing like what she had expected!

Hook's seemingly slender arms possess a strength that belies her delicate appearance.

Instead of helping Pera up, she reached out and slipped her arm under Pera's thigh, then used her other hand to firmly support her back.

With a slight effort, Hook actually lifted Pella off the ground in his arms! "Ah—!"

Pera let out a short gasp.

This pose. This pose is so embarrassing!

She nestled limply in Hook's arms, her legs forced apart and hanging limply. It felt like...like being held by an adult to pee as a child!

A wave of intense shame overwhelmed Pera. She even forgot to struggle, simply closing her eyes tightly, her cheeks flushed crimson.

The strange heat aroused deep within her body by Luo Ning not only did not subside, but instead intensified due to the sudden intimate contact and shameful position.

In my mind, "the gloating laughter of Shadow Pera became increasingly clear:"

"Hehehe... Pera, how does it feel? Being held like this by Lord Hook, isn't it exciting? Look at you, your body's so limp, what are you pretending for? Just give in to them already, look how impatient Luo Ning is..."

Hook held the soft, warm Pera in his arms, feeling her slight trembling and her burning body temperature, a smug smile curving his lips.

With steady steps, she carried Pera to the sofa in the corner of the room, then carefully placed her on it, adjusted her position, and arranged for Pera to sit on the sofa in a somewhat humiliating but convenient "action" posture.

Luo Ning witnessed all of this and felt an uncontrollable heat rush from her lower abdomen to the top of her head. Sister Hu Ke's actions were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire!

His "companion sword," which had softened slightly from Pella's struggle, now stood tall and proud once more, full of power.

After settling Pera in, Hook turned to Clara, who seemed somewhat bewildered, and gave her a meaningful look.

"Clara, come help me." There's no turning back now.

We must win over this stubborn but soft-hearted clerk right down to his stomach!

Clara moved her small, timid steps forward. She glanced at her sister Pera, whose face was flushed and eyes were tightly closed, then at her sister Hook's unquestionable expression, and finally turned her pleading gaze to her brother, Lonin.

Luo Ning's younger brother gave her an encouraging, innocent smile. Clara bit her lower lip, as if she had made up her mind.

She walked to the sofa, and together with Hook, gently grasped Pera's slender wrists, which were desperately trying to protect herself from something.

No, don't.

Pera felt the pressure on her wrist and finally snapped out of her utter shame, letting out a barely audible protest. Her hands still futilely tried to clasp together, to protect that last vestige of privacy.

But this feeble resistance seemed so weak and powerless in the face of the "sisterly cooperation" of Hook and Clara.

Two small hands, one with an undeniable force, the other with a touch of clumsy gentleness, both firmly and slowly pried open Pella's last barrier.

The vivid and sensual scene before him made Luo Ning unable to resist any longer.

He took a deep breath, strode forward, and walked to the sofa. Then, he took another crucial step forward.

Although Pera is hailed as having a youthful face, she is ultimately a petite, legally-adopted Lolita.

Luo Ning's movements carried a maturity beyond his years, yet he tried his best to remain gentle.

He bent down, aiming at the mysterious garden that was already muddy and exuded an alluring fragrance.

Pera's body jerked suddenly, and a suppressed wheezing sound came from his throat.

Despite all the previous groundwork laid, and despite the deep-seated yearning within her, when the sword imbued with boundless power truly stood at the city gates, she still felt an unprecedented fear and a secret, lingering anticipation.

Luo Ning didn't give her much time to hesitate. He straightened up slightly.

A sharp, piercing pain, like an electric shock, instantly coursed through Pella's entire body! "Ah!"

She could no longer hold back, and a short, piercing cry escaped her lips. Tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her flushed cheeks.

That was an unprecedented experience, proof that my body had been forcibly torn apart.

Spots of crimson, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, slowly seeped from the tightly joined parts, staining the white fabric of the sofa. However, this extreme pain lasted only a brief moment.

Just when Pera thought she was going to faint from the pain, a warm and powerful force suddenly surged out of Luo Ning's body and quickly flowed through her limbs and bones.

That was Luo Ning's "Power of Abundance".

This magical power, like the gentlest spring rain, nourished her wounded tenderness and soothed the tearing pain.

The pain subsided rapidly, replaced by an indescribable tingling and emptiness, and a strange sense of fulfillment.

Under the influence of the Abundance Power, Pella's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

The pain on her face slowly faded, replaced by a complex expression of confusion, shame, and a hint of intoxication. Her body… seemed to be hurting less.

On the contrary... on the contrary, there was a strange, comfortable feeling... She couldn't believe she would have such a thought.

Chapter 150 Sister Pera got dragged into this too! (Seeking monthly votes)

"Mmm"

A melodious tune, with a slight tremor at the end, drifted out from the back of Pella's room.

She wasn't usually good at singing, and her voice tended to be quiet and gentle, but her tearful chanting at this moment had a unique and moving charm.

Like a long and intense concert, as Pera's singing finally subsided, this special "competition" slowly came to a close.

The aftertaste lingered.

Pera slumped limply on the sofa, her body feeling as if it had fallen apart, or as if she were soaking in a warm spring, too lazy to move.

She slowly opened her hazy eyes, everything in her vision was covered with a layer of moisture and was blurry. Her cheeks were flushed and still had wet tear stains, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Yet, deep within those moist eyes lay a hint of wistful contentment, like that of someone newly touched by rain, giving her an air of peculiar, ripe fragrance.

After a long while, the young secretary seemed to struggle out of a grand and absurd dream. She subconsciously groped around and finally found her almost forgotten glasses among the messy sofa cushions.

With the glasses on, her vision became much clearer, allowing her to see the scene before her more clearly, and also her own current state of disarray. "Ah!"

Pera gasped softly, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.

She frantically tried to pull over a nearby cushion to cover herself, but found her body limp and weak, making even this small movement extremely difficult.

She frantically buried her head in Hook's arms beside her, her voice thick with a nasal tone, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Hook, little sister. I, I just... I and Luo Ning... how could we... how could we do such a thing! Luo Ning is still so young!"

Her voice was filled with belated panic and shame, as if only now did she truly realize what she had just experienced. "What does it matter?"

Hook reached out and gently patted Pera's back, his tone as matter-of-fact as ever.

She looked down at her sister Pera, who was trembling like a small animal in her arms, and a knowing smile appeared on her lips.

“Luoning likes you, and you like Luoning too, don’t you?” Hook’s voice carried a power that seemed to see into people’s hearts.

"You two are doing this consensually. How can age be a problem?"

She paused, then changed the subject, adding a touch of theatricality: "Besides, look at me, I wasn't that old before. But now, judging from my appearance, don't I look like a mature older sister?"

Hook puffed out his chest, and his amazing curves made Pera's cheeks burn even hotter.

"Could it be..." Hook leaned close to Pera's ear, lowered his voice, and said in a suggestive tone, "Pera, you actually... want to have a baby with Luo Ning? Is that why you're so concerned about his young age and afraid he's not good enough?"

"Who...who wants to have his child!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Pera jerked her head up from Hook's arms and retorted hastily and irritably. Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, her eyes darting around, and she dared not meet Hook's gaze.

But her flustered appearance actually lessened her initial extreme shame and gave her a touch of girlish coquettishness.

Just then, a subtle yet clear voice rang in Pera's mind, carrying a seductive and alluring quality completely different from her own: "Oh dear, my good Pera, what's there to be shy about? With a precious little brother like Luo Ning, you should be willing to have his child, even if it costs you your life..."

It is her inner world personality.

This voice always appeared when she was at her most vulnerable and wavering, uttering obscene words that made her blush, yet she also vaguely agreed with them.

Pera shook her head, trying to banish the voice, but the unease in her heart tightened like vines. She asked softly, with a final struggle, "Then... what if someone else finds out?"

Her biggest fear was that this matter would be exposed, damaging her reputation within the Silver Iron Guard, and even implicating her younger brother, Luo Ning. "Who discovered it?"

Hook raised an eyebrow, looking unconvinced.

"Is it the stern-faced Captain Jepard? Or is it Sister Sylva who spends all her time in the machine shop?"

She chuckled, a hint of smugness in her voice: "If we don't tell, if Brother Luo Ning doesn't tell, and Sister Clara won't tell, who would know our little secret?"

"What's more..." Hook paused, then dropped a bombshell, "Even the High Guardian, Bronya, has had a deep relationship with Brother Lonin!"

"what?!"

Pera stared in astonishment, her eyes widening, her mouth agape, almost big enough to fit an egg. "Even Lady Bronya..."

This news shocked her far more than the fact that she had a relationship with Luo Ning's younger brother.

Lady Bronya, she is the supreme leader of Belloborg, a holy and inviolable figure in everyone's eyes.