I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

"explain."

"Si Yao is a pig, and even dogs dislike her?"

"...Okay. Is there anything else? Tell me all at once."

"No more....you come--Ugh!!"

20. Two bastards!

"Si Qi, keep your voice down. Cheng Beisu... is still beside us."

"Just pretend she doesn't exist, Lord Shenwu, hurry up!"

"....What if she wakes up later?"

"I said, just pretend she doesn't exist."

"...You are not ashamed to do this in front of your sister..."

"Why are you embarrassed? Let her watch if she wants. Lord Shenwu, I can't stand it anymore, come quickly~~~~"

......

Cheng Beisu, who was dozing off, slowly opened her eyes. She looked calmly at the void above, listening to the heavy breathing of men and women coming from her ears, and her eyes twitched slightly.

How dare these two bastards do such filthy things in front of me!

You don't take me seriously at all!

They were not far from her.

Mu Nanfeng's low moaning seemed to ring in her ears, and she couldn't help but recall the scenes of last night and even the previous two days. The man's handsome face appeared in front of her. Most of the time, he had an indifferent and cold expression, but now...

She tilted her head to look at the man who was pinned down by her sister, and her expression was extremely miserable.

I didn't expect that this was what this guy really looked like in bed, hehe~~ Cheng Beisu sneered and she suddenly sat up!

Mu Nanfeng and Xia Qingji were shocked by her action.

The fog outside the window has dissipated, and the river waves are surging, rolling to the peak in an instant, at an unprecedented height, and then the river water falls down with a roar and returns to calm.

While Bei Su was staring at the two shameless men and women quietly for a long time, Xia Qingji slowly stood up, glanced at her, and started to put on her clothes as if nothing had happened.

Mu Nanfeng also suppressed his shame and quickly put on the white clothes.

After calming down, the two of them sat upright as if what had just happened had never happened.

Mu Nanfeng glanced at Cheng Beisu's red skirt and said coldly, "Si Yao, change your clothes back to your own!"

Cheng Beisu was stunned, narrowed his beautiful eyes, and chuckled: "Why? Who do you think you are? Do you still care what clothes I wear?"

Mu Nanfeng drew out the Moon God Sword and swung it across Cheng Beisu's thin neck. The sword's wind was cold and sharp, and the cold light was intimidating.

A wisp of black silk fell with the wind. The smile on Cheng Beisu's lips slowly faded, and he looked at Mu Nanfeng expressionlessly.

She stood in front of the couch, her seductive eyes looking down from above. After a long moment, the corners of her lips curled up again in a playful smile: "Shenwu Jun, do you like the former Japanese Jun's jade feet?"

"!"

Mu Nanfeng's pupils shrank, and Xia Qingji also squinted and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"..."

The day before yesterday, before he discovered Cheng Beisu's identity, Cheng Beisu stepped on his face while playing, covering it completely. He still remembers the feeling vividly...

My eyebrows were pressed by Danko's five crystal clear and almost transparent toes, my nose was pressed against the cold sole of the foot, my thin lips were lightly touching the heel, and the soft sole of the foot like a cat pad was stepped on my face in an insulting manner...

Mu Nanfeng thought she was Xia Qingji at the time, so he didn't bother with her. Unexpectedly...

This old witch actually took advantage of this opportunity...Mu Nanfeng clenched the sword in his hand and stared at Cheng Beisu with an increasingly unfriendly look.

However, Cheng Beisu was seen smiling and moving his neck towards the sword.

Mu Nanfeng frowned and pulled his sword back.

"Chi~"

Jicheng Beisu laughed lazily and was about to speak when Xia Qingji suddenly stepped forward, tied her hands behind her back and forced her to her knees.

She turned back in shock and anger: "Xia Qingji! What are you doing!"

"Change your clothes back."

"..."

As Bei Su's eyes twitched slightly, the red skirt on her body slowly turned into a palace skirt, and her long legs were wrapped again with thin ancient tea-colored socks with dense black characters.

Xia Qingji patted her butt with the scabbard of her sword and said calmly: "Lift your butt higher."

"You————" Cheng Beisu turned around and stared at her in astonishment, his face unfriendly, "Mian Ji! Are you looking for death?"

Xia Qingji's golden eyes were indifferent: "Si Yao, I have tolerated you for a long time."

As she spoke, she patted her thigh with the scabbard again. The thin brown socks were tight on her flesh, and the dark ancient symbols engraved on the edges of the socks seemed to come alive, transforming into black butterflies and floating into the air.

"Spread your legs and bend over." Xia Qingji ordered indifferently.

"......" Take the North Su.

"..."

Mu Nanfeng was sitting in front of the couch. Si Yao was forced down towards him by the empress. Her foxy face was facing his abdomen. She slowly raised her head, a strand of black hair fell on her cheek, and her golden eyes contained endless humiliation and anger.

Mu Nanfeng smiled and stretched out her hand, grabbing the pretty face in front of her belly and lifting it up. She raised her thin neck and said coldly, "Wait, the two of you, you want to team up to humiliate me, right? Wait! When I get out, you will suffer the consequences!"

"At this time, Lady Lord, you still dare to shout?"

Mu Nanfeng casually patted the face of the woman in the palace skirt. Cheng Beisu's temperament was less graceful and elegant than that of the empress, but more charming and seductive. If you look closely, you can find a teardrop mole under her left eye, which adds a bit of tenderness and charm.

However, when she usually pretended to be Xia Qingji, she would deliberately hide the teardrop mole so that people could not distinguish her true identity.

Mu Nanfeng also discovered that when Xia Qingji didn't speak, her cherry-colored lips were tightly pursed, but when Cheng Beisu didn't speak, her cherry lips would open slightly unconsciously, and her moist petals were very alluring.

pia~~

Xia Qingji slapped the lady on the buttocks and said coldly: "Sister, in fact, when you provoked Junhuan and me, I wanted to beat you up, but I never found the opportunity."

Xia Qingji hit him very hard, and when Bei Su's body trembled, she leaned forward slightly towards Mu Nanfeng, her moist lips opening and closing with a muffled groan, her face flushed.

She raised her golden eyes and stared at Mu Nanfeng above.

Mu Nanfeng looked down at the pretty face of the lady who was so close to him, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He reached out and gently patted her hot cheek in an insulting manner, "Lady Lady, you have a good eye."

pia~~~

Cheng Beisu's body trembled again and leaned towards Mu Nanfeng's abdomen. She stared at Mu Nanfeng angrily, her charming golden eyes gradually becoming stunned. She had never felt such shame and humiliation. The factors of excitement and anger climbed up her spine all the way to the spinal nerves, and finally produced an inexplicable feeling of pleasure and madness.

She almost couldn't help but scream out.

"Uh--"

Mu Nanfeng's cold hands lifted her chin higher.

pia~~

Her younger sister punished her even harder from behind, scolding her calmly in a cold voice while calling her sister, but her actions of punishment were not respectful or merciful at all.

"Sister, if you say you know you are wrong, I will forgive you."

Xia Qingji tied her hands behind her back, placed her bare hands on her hips, leaned over and spoke calmly.

She ignored her sister, but just looked up at Mu Nanfeng, with the corners of her lips curled playfully: "Sister, your man tasted really good last night~"

Xia Qingji's face darkened and she raised her hand again.

21. Seduction

As she was punished again and again, the pride and seductiveness on the lady's face were slowly washed away by the flames of shame and humiliation, becoming indifferent and blurred.

Her long legs were trembling as she knelt on the ground. Under her elegant palace skirt, the intricate ancient patterns on the dark brown thin socks were shaking and drifting under her sister's punishment. They were like fish attracted by bait, flying around the trembling thin socks and beautiful legs, like a bunch of butterflies, sinking into the unknown abyss and black hole.

Si Yao raised her neck high, looking up at the man in front of her, meeting his calm and playful gaze, and enduring his insults.

Si Yao suddenly felt that it would be better if it was this man who hit her from behind, because her sister was really a nuisance.

If Mu Nanfeng used his big hands to severely punish her unattainable...buttocks, what would that feel like...well~~?

Mu Nanfeng noticed the confusion in Cheng Beisu's eyes, waved his hand in front of her in confusion, and looked up and said, "Is your sister going to be stupid because of you?"

Xia Qingji was stunned for a moment, and she stopped and was about to speak, but she saw Cheng Beisu turned around and glanced at her, sneering:

"Xia Qingji, is this all you can do? It's nothing, haven't you eaten?"

"..."

pia~~~~

Xia Qingji slapped the woman hard.

As Bei Su's seductive pupils shrank suddenly, she immediately turned around to look at Mu Nanfeng. The strange look made Mu Nanfeng move back slightly, and his back felt cold. This woman...what kind of look...

Emptiness drives people crazy, and stimulation satisfies emptiness, but it does not make Si Yao feel any better. Her nerves are beating wildly, twitching, and becoming even crazier. She can't help but want more.

She was breathing rapidly, but her expression had returned to normal. Even though she was kneeling and looking up, her eyes still had the condescending look of a queen, and she said coldly:

"Lord Shenwu, as long as you leave the long river of blood, I will let you experience what true shame is!"

Dare to provoke?! Mu Nanfeng frowned. He didn't expect this woman to be so stubborn and not give in even after all this.

Mu Nanfeng had a cold face, grabbed her slender neck, lowered his head and said coldly: "My lady, if you have the guts, say it again."

The feeling of suffocation came over her, and Cheng Beisu's whole body was shaking as if she had lost her soul. Her sister slapped her buttocks from behind. She knelt and looked up at the man's handsome face. His cold eyes seemed to turn into a sharp blade, coming towards her. She felt a kind of ecstasy pouring down on her head, spreading all the way to the sore and soft addiction of her tailbone...

"That's all."

Mu Nanfeng shook his head, "Si Qi, stop fighting, let's leave it at that. Your sister is surprisingly unwilling to admit defeat."

Xia Qingji raised her hand, her palm slightly red, and she glanced down at her sister lying on the ground.

Having lost her support, the woman in the palace skirt slowly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of water, curled up and twitching.

The afterglow of the punishment had not yet dissipated, and she did not dare to look up to let her sister and Lord Shenwu notice that something was wrong with her. The sour feeling gradually settled in her thighs, pulling at her consciousness, and she sank further and further, falling towards the abyss.

She could only clamp her legs together little by little, cursing Xia Qingji and Mu Nanfeng fiercely in her heart. How dare these two dogs make her look like this? Just wait, you two just wait for me!

"She wasn't really hurt by you, was she?"

Mu Nanfeng looked at the woman in the palace skirt on the ground with some confusion, "Why is she twitching like that?"

Xia Qingji crossed her arms and kicked Si Yao's butt, saying coldly, "Stop pretending, get up."

"Ha~~"

A low chuckle sounded, and the woman in the palace skirt patted her classical long sleeves and stood up slowly. She walked with her slender legs, her thin tea-colored socks on the cool jade tiles, and sat back on the couch casually.

Her long legs crossed gracefully under her skirt. She yawned lazily, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at the two of them with interest and jokingly: "Is this all you can do?"

Seeing that she was fine, Mu Nanfeng was too lazy to pay attention to her provocation. He turned his head to look out the window and frowned:

"Today is the third day. According to what the old woman said, the high priest is coming."

"The old woman said that the high priest has a way to deal with us. I suspect that the high priest may be able to enter the River of Blood."

Mu Nanfeng whispered, "But according to the upper limit of the Blood Wolf Clan's realm, the high priest's realm will not be higher than the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he is at the Tribulation Realm, it doesn't matter. The three of us can deal with him together."

"The scary thing is that the high priest can do more than just enter the river of blood."

Mu Nanfeng analyzed in a low voice, and suddenly seemed to think of something, looking at Xia Qingji, "By the way, Si Qi, you are in the Divine Integration Realm, how come your realm has dropped to the Golden Core Realm?"

Xia Qingji shook her head: "I don't know either."

"Of course it's because of the God Forbidden Formation." Cheng Beisu, who was sitting lazily, chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Mu Nanfeng frowned, "Isn't the Forbidden God Formation aimed at you?"

"It's directed at me, but who can blame me for having the same soul as me~~"

Bei Su sat cross-legged with one leg bent. She hooked the edge of the thin socks with her delicate fingers and slowly peeled off Yu Xie's thin socks along her fair and slender legs. "Although the forbidden god formation is designed based on the origin of divinity and targets my origin, it also has a certain impact on the soul."

As she spoke, she threw the rose-scented brown thin socks toward Mu Nanfeng and said, "So Qing Ji was naturally also slightly affected."

Mu Nanfeng quickly slapped her thin socks aside, but his eyes couldn't help but stay on her.

The back of Cheng Beisu's exposed right foot was crystal white, and her slender and straight toes were painted with bright red kohl, which made them round and pink, looking particularly eye-catching and attractive.

Unlike Xia Qingji's jade feet, there is a very eye-catching, gorgeous and lifelike rose carved on the back of her feet. The white and bright red form a sharp contrast, creating a great visual impact.

Mu Nanfeng looked a little dazed, as if because she had been hot and stuffy for a long time and finally came into contact with the cool air, she felt extremely comfortable. She sat on the couch with her right beautiful leg stretched straight, her feet twisting, her round toes curled up and relaxed, very flexible.