The World of Bengtieli: They All Have designs on me

She, Silva Landau, the most irresistible rock star in the upper district, the Landau family's proud eldest daughter, was now like a thief caught red-handed, driven to the brink of despair.

Luo Ning released his hand at the opportune moment, as if he were just an innocent child who had tried to help but unexpectedly discovered the truth.

He looked up at Bronya with her clear, bright eyes, his little face filled with innocent confusion: "Sister Bronya, so... isn't this Sister Shiluva's bracelet?"

His voice wasn't loud, carrying a childlike softness, yet it struck Hiluva's nerves like a heavy hammer. Bronya's gaze finally shifted from the fatal bath sponge and returned to Hiluva's face.

Her gaze remained cold, indifferent, and devoid of any emotion, yet it was precisely this lack of emotion that filled Hiluva with boundless fear.

This means that Bronya is calmly analyzing the absurd scene before her with her instrument-like mind, inherited from the High Warden.

“Sister Silva,” Bronya said slowly, her voice as calm as a still, icy pool, “you seem very nervous.”

This is not a question, but a statement. "I...I didn't!"

Hiluva retorted almost instinctively, but her voice carried a tremor and sharpness that she herself was unaware of.

She frantically tried to remove the bath sponge from her chest, but the more flustered she became, the deeper the round thing sank in. Her movements even squeezed the two plump mounds of soft flesh, causing them to transform into more alluring shapes.

It’s over.

Only these two subjects remained in Hiluva's mind.

After today, she and Bronya—no, she and the entire Builders family—will probably never be able to get along like before. Cocolia, if she knew about this… She couldn't even imagine the woman's expression.

However, just as Silva was sinking into despair, Lonin once again demonstrated his ability to turn the tide, a power far beyond his years.

“Sister Bronya,” he tugged at Bronya’s sleeve, successfully drawing her attention to himself. He looked up at her, his expression a mixture of grievance and lingering fear. “Don’t blame Sister Hilva, it’s all my fault.” Bronya’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly: “Blame you?”

“Yes,” Luo Ning nodded emphatically, looking like a responsible little man, “I was playing in the water by myself just now, and I accidentally slipped and almost sank. It was Sister Xiluwa who heard the noise and rushed in to save me.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the other side of the bathtub with his little finger: "Sister Hiluva came in too quickly, and that's probably when her bracelet accidentally fell in. She was in such a hurry to save me, and then... then she noticed I seemed a little cold, so she hugged me and tried to warm me up with her body heat."

This explanation is much better than the previous "finding the bracelet" version.

It perfectly explains why Hiluva appeared here disheveled, and why the two were embracing in such an intimate manner.

The image of a hero who bravely rescued a child from drowning instantly diluted the previously ambiguous atmosphere by seven or eight parts. As for the bath bomb...

Luo Ning's little face showed just the right amount of annoyance: "Sister Xiluwa was probably too worried about me. In her haste, she mistook the bath sponge next to her for a bracelet, thinking she had found it, so... that's why she pressed it to her chest. She must have been terrified."

As he spoke, he considerately reached out his little hand and gently patted Hiluva's still stiff back, comforting her in a soft, sweet voice, "Sister Hiluva, it's alright, look, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

This statement is well-structured, with cause and effect, details, and character motivations; its logical chain is virtually perfect.

Especially coming from the mouth of an eight-year-old child, the innocence and kindness were enough to move even the most hard-hearted person. Hiluva was stunned.

She stared intently at Luo Ning beside her, at his earnest little face, trying to "exonerate" himself.

She suddenly felt that perhaps a centuries-old monster lived inside this boy's body? His ability to distort the truth and call a deer a horse was even more cunning than her father, who had been involved in politics for many years.

Bronya was silent.

She looked at Lonin, then at Shiluva.

[Target: Bronya] [Logical consistency check in progress.]

[Detection successful: Host behavior conforms to the "protection and dependence" pattern, with extremely high credibility.] [Negative emotion perception is being blocked.]

The cold system notification was only visible to Luo Ning.

A few seconds later, the last trace of confusion in Bronya's indifferent eyes quietly disappeared.

The scene she saw, after being processed by the system's "filter," had automatically completed a plausible story.

Kedi Luoning nearly drowned in an unfamiliar bath, but her friend Xiluwa bravely saved her. In the tension and panic of surviving the ordeal, Xiluwa mistook a bath sponge for her lost important ornament, leading to this misunderstanding.

Everything is reasonable.

“I see.” Bronya’s tone softened, even carrying a hint of lingering fear. “I misunderstood. Sister Hilva,”

Thank you for saving Luoning. —Xiluwa

She opened her mouth, only to find herself speechless. She'd just been... exonerated like that?

Chapter 167 The Evidence Was Actually...

“Is that…whether the bracelet is okay?” Bronya walked to the edge of the pool, her eyes searching through the murky water. “Should I call the staff for help? They have special retrieval tools.”

"No... no need!"

Hiluva and Lonin shouted almost in unison. What a joke! There's no bracelet here at all! Calling for someone to retrieve it would immediately expose the deception.

Hiluva, quick-witted, waved her hand and said, "No need, no need! I... I remember now, it might not have fallen here, maybe it fell in the changing room. I'll go find it myself in a bit, no need to trouble you."

“Yes, yes, yes!” Luo Ning quickly nodded in agreement. “Sister Bronya, don’t you still have official business to attend to? I can keep Sister Shiluwa company here. We can handle it ourselves!”

As he spoke, he looked at Bronya with an expression that said, "You should leave now, we're safe here."

Bronya nodded, seeing how "sensible" the two of them were. Her training taught her that she should give them space at this time.

“Alright.” She glanced at the two people still clinging tightly to each other in the pool and instructed, “Then be careful. Sister Hiluva, after you change your clothes, I’ll have a servant bring you a cup of hot beet soup to warm you up.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced again at the piece of evidence that Hilva had tossed into a corner, disguised as a bracelet, and added, "Um... if you find it, remember to take it to the mechanical shop for maintenance, don't let it get ruined by soaking."

After saying that, she turned around and walked steadily toward the door.

The sound of leather boots clicking on the damp tiles, each step like a tap on Hilu's increasingly erratic heartbeat. Until the carved wooden door was gently closed with a soft "click," shutting out everything from the outside world.

Finally, only the two of them remained in the bathtub. "Phew..."

Hiluva let out a long, long sigh of relief, as if all her strength had been drained away. Her body went limp, and she was about to slide into the water. She really thought she was going to die.

However, the sinking she expected did not happen. A pair of small hands, with a strength completely disproportionate to their size, wrapped around her soft waist and abdomen from behind, firmly fixing her swaying body in place.

That warm, boyish chest pressed tightly against her back once more.

"Sister Xiluwa, are you trying to run away so quickly?" Luo Ning's voice rang softly in her ear.

This time, the voice no longer carried the soft and innocent tone it had when facing Bronya; instead, it carried a mocking, hunter-like, playful tone.

Hiluva's body stiffened abruptly.

She then realized that the crisis was not over.

No, it should be said that the real crisis has only just begun.

"You...you let me go!" Shilu's pent-up shame, finally finding an outlet after Bronya left, surged. She struggled, trying to break free from the boy's hold. "Lonning! Do you know what you just did? You..."

“Of course I know.” Luo Ning’s breath brushed gently against her earlobe, sending a tingling sensation through her. “I was helping my sister out of an awkward situation. Otherwise, would you have wanted Bronya to see what funny things we were doing just now?”

“You!” Hiluva was rendered speechless by his words.

Yes, he saved her. But it was also he who dragged her into this quagmire.

She felt like a butterfly caught in a spider web; the more she struggled, the tighter the invisible threads entangled her. "I can't stay here any longer!"

Hiluva's voice carried a hint of sobbing that she herself was unaware of.

As the eldest daughter of the prestigious Langdao family, she is usually a drunkard and the center of attention wherever she goes. When has she ever suffered such humiliation?

Everything that happened today has completely shattered her pride. She just wants to escape this place immediately, as far away as possible.

She twisted her body, trying to break free from Luo Ning's embrace.

However, Luo Ning's arms were like two iron clamps, locking her firmly. The more she moved, the tighter those arms tightened.

"Sister, don't move." Luo Ning's voice was low, carrying a hint of dangerous warning, "The water is slippery." Just as Xiluwa was struggling with all her might, she suddenly felt a chill beneath her.

It was a very peculiar and indescribable feeling.

It's like... something that's always been protecting you has suddenly disappeared.

The warm spring water, without any obstruction, directly touched the most private and softest area of ​​her body. It was a feeling of emptiness she had never experienced before, a feeling of complete vulnerability and utter helplessness.

Hiluva's movements suddenly stopped.

Her pupils contracted sharply from extreme shock. She...her fat...

Her mind went blank, and it took her a full three seconds to belatedly realize what had happened.

Underwater, Luo Ning's restless little hand had, unnoticed, slipped under the hem of her technician's uniform and, amidst her violent struggles, silently removed her last line of defense.

At this moment, the damp, glistening fabric, which held the girl's last vestiges of shame, was being held in a small hand, hidden between their pressed bodies, beneath the murky water.

Hiluva's body froze completely; she dared not move an inch.

She could sense that if she moved even slightly away from the boy's body, if even the slightest gap appeared between them, the fatal "evidence" would be exposed to the air.

And she will be completely exposed in the most humiliating and shameful way, in front of an eight-year-old boy.

“You…you.” Hiluva’s voice trembled, this time from anger and fear.

She turned around abruptly, her beautiful eyes burning with anger as she glared at the boy behind her, Luo Ning, who seemed oblivious to her fury.

He even raised his little hand, which was wiping his "trophies," and waved it in front of Shiluva's eyes before quickly pulling it back underwater and hiding it.

Chapter 168 crushed Silva's last will to resist.

He looked up at her with his innocent and harmless face, giving her an angelic smile.

“Sister Hiluva,” he whispered in an innocent tone, yet with the most devilish intent, “you don’t want anyone to know that your intimate clothing is in my hands, do you?”

These words, like the most vicious curse, instantly shattered Hiluva's last will to resist. She could picture the scene.

If this gets out, the entire upper-class district of Belleburg will be in an uproar. The eldest daughter of the Landau family had her underwear taken by an eight-year-old boy in a hot spring...

This was no longer a scandal; it was a disgrace that would make the Landau family a laughingstock for a century. Her father would be so angry he would have a stroke, her brother would be ashamed to face his brother, and she herself, Silva Landau, would be utterly ruined.

This cannot be done!

“Brother Luo Ning.” Xiluwa’s voice softened, carrying a pleading tone, a hint of humility, and a touch of coquettishness she herself didn’t even realize. “You… what do you want to do?”

What do you want to do?

Luo Ning repeated himself, tilting his head slightly. His clear eyes reflected Xiluwa's face, which was both embarrassed and angry. Then, he nodded in an extremely serious tone, as if answering "What do you want to eat today?"

"I want...I want to do it with Sister Shiluva." Boom—!

Hiluva's mind was struck as if by a thunderbolt, instantly exploding into a dazzling blank.

What did she hear? This boy...

How dare he say such a thing!

“Brother Luo Ning. This, this won’t do!” Shilu’s voice became shrill, and she was so anxious that tears were about to fall. “I am… I am Bronya’s elder! I am from the Landau family.”

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a strange, irresistible torrent surge up from deep within her body. It was Luo Ning.

While she was in a state of confusion, his wicked little hand, hidden underwater, had already grasped her last "treasure" and, with an undeniable force, sent it to that warm, humid, mysterious place that had never been explored by outsiders before.

(As usual, there's no other way, I just missed it too many times.)

"Sister Hiluva, how...how did you aim it yourself?"

Ning's voice was filled with just the right amount of surprise, as if none of this was his doing, but rather something that Hiluva had initiated. But Hiluva knew that wasn't the case!

It was her struggle just now, and his domineering guidance, that led to this situation where things were on the verge of exploding!

If she moves even slightly, even just a slight twist of her waist, the treasure she has guarded for over twenty years will be completely unlocked today by this little "treasure hunter".

"Brother Luo Ning, you!"

Hiluva's dual frequencies were burning red. She dared not move, absolutely dared not move. Every nerve in her body was tense, sensing the dangerous and deadly touch emanating from that place.

“Sister Hiluva, you can’t blame me for this.” Luo Ning’s voice was still innocent, but with a hint of smugness. She looked at him with a gentle, knowing smile.

Goldfish blowing bubbles?

Hiluva subconsciously followed Lonin's gaze and looked down.

Around them, a thin layer of shimmering liquid, glowing with an unusual luster in the xenon-hydrogen vapor, had appeared on the water's surface.

She knew better than anyone what it was.

That was her body, uncontrollably secreting... a magical potion amidst extreme shame, tension, and forbidden excitement. This little devil!

He actually used the phrase "goldfish blowing bubbles" to describe it!

Hiluva was both frustrated and furious, wishing she could just drown herself at the bottom of the pool. She was a mature woman; how could her body not react at all under such continuous and intense stimulation? Besides, just last night she had discovered the gateway to that new world with her own hands.