The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

This is an extremely suggestive pose.

Hiluva coughed for a while before she could catch her breath. She raised her head, her deep blue eyes now glistening with anger, shame, grievance, and a hint of bewilderment she herself was unaware of, staring intently at Luo Ning.

"You...you little brat." She wanted to curse, but found herself at a loss for words. Faced with such a seemingly delicate and beautiful boy who was actually incredibly audacious and ruthless, she was momentarily at a loss for words to describe him.

Luo Ning lowered his eyes, a hint of apology on his face, but a sly glint lurked deep in his eyes: "Sister Xiluwa, just now... I had to act expediently, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?!" Hiluva's voice was hoarse with emotion, her chest heaving. "You...you know what you did to me!"

Her clothes were soaked through, clinging to her body and outlining her breathtaking curves. Especially her two proud [Lightning Slime] breasts, which were even more clearly defined under the wet fabric, swaying slightly with her breath.

Luo Ning's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it. "I... I just didn't want Sister Bronya to misunderstand."

Luo Ning offered a soft explanation, but his gaze lingered elsewhere. Xiluwa noticed his gaze, and her face flushed even more.

She was exhausted from his rough treatment underwater, and her body was sore and weak that she could barely muster any strength. "Misunderstanding? I think you did it on purpose!"

Hiluva gritted her teeth. All she wanted now was to leave this place that had made her lose face.

Looking at her like this, Luo Ning felt an even stronger sense of pleasure and desire to conquer after successfully pulling off a prank. He knew the time was right.

He reached out his little hand and gently touched her soaked sleeve, his tone tentative and cautious: "Sister Hiluva, your clothes are all wet. You must be uncomfortable wearing this, right?"

Hiluva was taken aback, then snapped angrily, "Mind your own business! Let me go!"

Luo Ning seemed oblivious to her anger, continuing, "Besides, just now... it seems your clothes were... caught a little bit by an underwater rock." As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the fabric at her waist.

Hiluva looked down and, sure enough, a thin strap on the side of her technician's uniform had gotten caught on something and was slightly unraveling. The uniform was already thin, and this made it even more precarious.

“Sister Xiluwa, if you go out like this, what if your clothes... it won’t be good if you get halfway there?” Luo Ning’s voice was full of concern.

Hiluva's face flushed red and then paled. She knew this brat had no good intentions, but what he said was also true. "Then... what do you want?" she asked, looking at him warily.

Luo Ning's face lit up with a pure and innocent smile, like the most naive angel: "Sister Xiluwa, how about... I help you take off your wet clothes? It's warm here, you won't catch a cold. I'll find you a clean set of clothes to change into later."

Hiluva could hardly believe her ears.

*This brat...what is he trying to do?!*

She was about to unleash a torrent of curses when she saw Luo Ning's clear eyes fixed on her, filled with "sincerity" and "concern".

Those eyes were so deceptive. Hiluva's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

The heat within her seemed to be stirred up again.

The intimate encounter underwater, especially the strange sensation in her mouth, had caused her body to react in ways she found difficult to articulate. Seeing that she remained silent, only glaring at him with her shy and annoyed eyes, Luo Ning boldly reached out and gently touched her hand resting on her...

The smooth, jade-like leg on my own leg.

“Sister Hiluva, could you… lift your leg up a little bit?” he asked in a pleading, slightly imperceptible tone, his voice soft and sweet, making it hard to refuse.

Hiluva's body stiffened abruptly.

She looked at Luo Ning's small face, so close to hers, and at his eyes that seemed to speak volumes.

As if possessed, amidst a heart full of shame and confusion, she actually...slowly, slightly raised that leg in the water.

Her movements were firm, yet carried a submissive quality she herself was unaware of; a smug smile flickered in Luo Ning's eyes.

His small hand, following the natural course, gently grasped the edge of her slightly damp skirt.

Then, under Silva's complex gaze, he slowly began to peel up the technician's uniform that was already soaked and clung tightly to her body, bit by bit.

Chapter 165 Bronya: You seem to be... mistaking a bath sponge for a bracelet.

The warm, moist air, like a thin veil of ambiguity, enveloped this small space. Hiluva's breathing was erratic, as was her heartbeat.

She could clearly feel that the boy's small hands were gripping the hem of her soaked technician's uniform with undeniable strength.

The fabric, heavy from being soaked in water, clung tightly to every inch of her skin, its outline becoming the most lethal evidence of her innocence. Luo Ning moved slowly, with an almost cruel patience.

He was slowly rolling up the damp fabric, inch by inch, from her smooth thighs.

The cool air touched the skin that had been enveloped in warm spring water for the first time, causing a slight shiver.

Hiluva's mind went blank; shame and a forbidden excitement entwined her reason like vines. She looked at Luo Ning's innocent face, at the all-knowing glint in the depths of his eyes—a glimmer that didn't belong to a child.

She knew she should fight back, should slap him, and then leave without looking back. But her body wouldn't obey her.

The lips and tongue that he had "invited" with his [Companion Sword] still retained a strange numbness.

The [Lightning Slime] he had manipulated with his small hands was now uncontrollably burning hot. Deep within her body, a strange, scorching torrent was washing away her last line of defense.

Just as the hem of her technician's uniform was about to be pulled down to the slimmest part of her waist, about to completely expose her underwater beauty to the boy's view—

"Luoning, my little brother...? And Xiluwa, my older sister?"

A cool, yet uncertain and confused voice came from the doorway without warning. Like a sudden alarm bell, it shattered all the warmth and allure of the bathtub.

Hiluva's body stiffened abruptly, her blood seemingly freezing in that instant. She turned her head abruptly, and through the misty steam, saw the person she least wanted to see at that moment.

Bronya.

She stood behind the half-open door, half her body leaning in.

Her long, silver-gray hair was perfectly styled, and her indifferent eyes were fixed intently on the unbelievable scene before her.

She saw Luo Ning's small body, sitting steadily in the pool.

She also saw... being held in Luo Ning's arms in an almost embracing manner, with most of her body leaning against him, and one leg ambiguously draped over the boy's leg. Xiluwa.

In an instant, a chill ran down Luo Ning's spine, and cold sweat almost seeped from her pores. It's over.

This is the private bathhouse.

He, an eight-year-old boy, is hugging the eldest daughter of the prominent Landau family, the family of his nominal guardian and close friend, and is also... trying to take off his clothes.

Underwater, Shiluwa's two long, shapely legs instinctively entwined even tighter because of the frightened child.

However, just as Luo Ning's brain was racing, wondering whether he would be captured on the spot or sunk directly to the underground area by Cocolia, he noticed something was wrong.

Breonya's face showed none of the expected anger, resentment, or even any other emotion, only a pure, intense, almost overflowing... shock and confusion.

It was as if she were seeing a slime learning to play the guitar, rather than a scandal that could ignite public opinion throughout the entire upper district of Belleburg.

[Target: Bronya] [Conquest Progress: 100%]

[Characteristic: After being won over by a host, Bronya's possessiveness and perception of negative emotions towards the host will be greatly reduced, and her affection for the host will be significantly diminished.]

The logical consistency and tolerance of all behaviors are greatly improved.

The cold system panel appeared before his eyes. Luo Ning's expression shifted slightly.

So that's how it is. After completely conquering Kaka, Bronya's possessiveness actually lessened. Even in such situations, her first reaction wasn't the usual anger of "someone touched my things," but rather the confusion of "there must be some logical reason I don't know about this."

"Luo Ning...brother! You...you let me go!"

Zha Wen.

Just as Luo Ning's mind was racing, the mechanic sister in his arms finally woke up from her petrified state.

When she saw Bronya, she was so ashamed she wanted to die. Her voice was extremely low and tearful as she scolded him in his ear. At the same time, her body began to struggle violently. Only then did Luo Ning come back to his senses. Now was not the time to study the system panel. The successor of the Great Guardian was still watching at the door!

But if Hilva hadn't stayed still, it would have been fine. Her struggle threw her into disarray, and her legs, which were wrapped around his waist, thrashed about wildly. "Ugh!"

Luo Ning and Xiluwa's bodies simultaneously stopped moving, all their movements instantly halting.

An even stronger, indescribable sensation surged through that most sensitive part of her body, rushing straight to the top of her head. Luo Ning panicked a little.

Hilva was, after all, an old friend of Bronya's mother and the eldest daughter of the Landau family, and she held a very high position in the upper district.

He had only just arrived and had already been caught groping her. Even if Bronya had a high tolerance, this would definitely shock the gatekeeper if word got out. But right now, the one who was more panicked than him was Sylva.

Her face, which had been flushed, had turned deathly pale.

She could imagine that if word got out that this had happened today, she, Silva Landau, would become the biggest laughingstock in all of Belleburg. This absolutely could not be allowed!

In the face of extreme panic and shame, Hiluva's mind unexpectedly produced some astonishing quick wit.

She swiftly, even somewhat roughly, pulled a delicately crafted bracelet inlaid with special energy crystals from her wrist. Then, while Bronya was still processing the scene before her at the door, she flicked her wrist and forcefully threw the bracelet into the other end of the bathtub.

End corner.

[Ding. Whoosh—]

A crisp sound of impact and the subsequent splash echoed clearly in the quiet bathtub.

Bronya's gaze was instinctively drawn to the sound. Now!

Hilva took a deep breath and, before Bronya could speak, exclaimed in a tone that was a mixture of shock and relief, "Oh...it's Bronya! You scared me!"

Her acting reached its peak at this moment, forcing a slightly fearful smile onto her face.

"I heard some noise from the bathtub outside and thought something had happened. When I came in, I found it was a new little guest. I told him he wasn't familiar with the facilities, so I thought I'd show him how to adjust the water temperature and use the scented bath bomb."

As she spoke, she subtly adjusted her posture, letting her legs slide off Luo Ning's body while keeping her body close to him, creating the illusion that they were "just helping each other in a confined space."

She pointed to the direction where the bracelet had fallen into the water, her tone tinged with annoyance: "I never expected that my crystal bracelet would slip down like that; it's very important to me. I'm looking for it with my brother Luo Ning right now."

This explanation is full of flaws.

Do we need to hold onto our clothes to find something? Do we need to hug each other to find something? But Hiluva had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

Bronya's self-light withdrew from the corner of the pool and fell back on the two of them. Her gaze remained cold, yet she seemed genuinely considering the possibility of what Sylva had said.

She walked in slowly, her leather boots making a soft sound on the wet ground, each step feeling like a blow to Hiluva's heart.

“The crystal bracelet?” Bronya’s voice was calm, revealing no emotion. “The one that just fell down?” “Yes…yes!” Shiluwa nodded hurriedly, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

Luo Ning immediately understood. He tilted his little face up, revealing an innocent and naive expression, pointed in that direction, and said in a childish voice...

She added, "Yes, Sister Bronya! Sister Shiluva's bracelet is very pretty, but it fell into the water, and it seems to be a bit deep there. We're trying to figure out how to get it out."

Bronya walked to the edge of the pool and glanced down at the two of them.

Her gaze swept over Hiluva's technician uniform, soaked through and clinging to her body, with the hem even rolled up. Then it swept over Hiluva's pretty face, flushed and pale with guilt.

Finally, her gaze fell on Luo Ning's small hands, which were still resting on Xiluwa's waist, and the air froze once again.

Hiluva was so nervous she could barely breathe.

However, Bronya remained silent for a few seconds, and then, in a tone stating facts, slowly said, "Sister Shiluva."

"Um?

"If you're looking for something..." Bronya's gaze finally shifted from Lonin's hands to Sylvanas's stunningly curvaceous chest, clearly defined beneath her wet clothes.

“You seem to be… mistaking a bath sponge for a bracelet.” She pointed a finger at Shiluva’s chest. Shiluva and Lonin both looked down.

In her earlier panic, Hilva's bodice had been slightly torn open, revealing a round, purple scented bath bomb that she had pressed tightly between her two full breasts, sinking deep into them.

The scene was both incredibly comical and incredibly sassy.

Hiluva. Lonin

Hiluva's cheeks turned completely red with a bang, visible to the naked eye, the redness spreading from her neck to her ears, hotter than the spring water in the pool.

She wanted to die.

Right now, all she wants is to sink to the bottom of the pool immediately and never float back up again.

Is Chapter 166 really cleared up like that?

The air was deathly silent, save for the gentle ripples of the water and the distinct beating of the three hearts.

Hiluva's mind went completely blank in that instant. (Bath ball)

She looked down at the deep cleavage on her chest, made even more alluring by the moisture and the bright purple sphere she had pressed firmly into it with her own hands.

It was gently releasing its lavender scent into the warm water, even emitting tiny, hissing bubbles.

All explanations and quick wits seem so pale, powerless, and ridiculous in the face of this small, innocent bath ball.

Shame, like a flood bursting its banks, completely overwhelmed all her psychological defenses at that moment.

The heat was no longer a veil of ambiguity, but a spotlight that publicly executed her, illuminating her utter wickedness and absurdity.

Her cheeks, from flushed to deathly pale, had now turned a deep, ripe red, almost dripping with blood. She wanted to say something, even incoherently, but her throat felt as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and no sound could escape her.

His body was as stiff as the hardest ice sculpture in Belbergen during winter.