The king revealed his imposing aura, and Michiyo felt that she had better obediently listen.
"Although things will remain the same afterward, you... should be the first person to see my true face."
Luo Zhen reached out and rubbed her head.
The seemingly beautiful angel was actually a demon.
That truth was laid bare before Michiyo's eyes, yet it only made her even more excited.
She alone had seen Luo Zhen's current expression.
Luo Zhen took the opportunity to unleash even greater power.
The Brave wielded his sword and charged straight into the deepest chamber of the Demon King's lair. Now, it was trump card against trump card.
The battle reached its climax. A fierce fight should have followed.
But the result was... the Demon King's army collapsed like a landslide, immediately losing all its strength.
The Four Heavenly Kings rioted once more, and the Brave's Sword could no longer hold back. The Sword Qi it had accumulated for so long erupted in an instant.
It was as cold and pale as frosty moonlight, yet carried astonishing heat and impact.
In an instant, it completely flooded the small room!
Michiyo's toes curled, her legs tensed to their limit, and they even began to tremble.
A sunshower poured down, but Luo Zhen remained standing firm.
Michiyo collapsed weakly, while Luo Zhen straightened his back.
"This is the flame you ignited. You have to put it out, Michiyo. I want to keep going."
Luo Zhen said with a smile. Just moments ago, he had been forced to endure, looking utterly frail after being pushed down by a woman.
But now, offense and defense had switched places.
"It's actually the Male Superior Position. Luo Zhen, you're so lewd."
In a female-supremacy world, it had always been women on top and men below.
A man on top? Such a position was extremely rare—or rather, it was simply impossible.
Those Little Immortal Men usually just lay there without moving, okay?
Forget providing oral service at important points; they would even pull a face when asked for a kiss.
As for the Male Superior Position, it only appeared in erotic works. To women, it was an ultimate and wonderful fantasy.
"Little Zhen~"
Michiyo laughed.
The boy who was usually so pure was now in zero-distance contact with her.
He had even directly assumed the most Little Vixen-like pose.
To Luo Zhen, he was merely making the most "normal" movement.
But in Michiyo's eyes, the contrast before and after was simply too great. She believed that she had completely conquered this pure Little Vixen.
Faced with her soft, coquettish call, Luo Zhen wore a serious expression and had no intention of talking to her at all.
His mind contained nothing but exerting himself, continuing to exert himself, and nothing else.
Michiyo did not yet know that she had released a demon. From then on, Luo Zhen officially began letting himself go.
The valve of desire had been opened to its limit. He completely lost control and broke down; Luo Zhen could never turn back again.
Michiyo began begging for mercy, her expression like snow melting faster after being scorched by fire.
But Luo Zhen only wanted to say that everything was too late now.
The high-altitude mountain peaks shook faster due to geological activity.
Two clearly visible weak points swayed rapidly in the air, tracing beautiful arcs.
Luo Zhen said nothing and only continued accelerating, growing faster and faster.
Like a branding iron, he was about to leave an eternal mark upon her body. From then on, she would become Luo Zhen's possession.
He would still maintain his previous appearance. While remaining pure, he would still tease others from time to time.
But his teasing would become even more excessive.
Before, he had cautiously used a lighter to ignite flames. But afterward, he would directly use alcohol and oil to play with fire, all for the sake of making the flames burn fiercely.
He would scorch the desires in a series of girls' hearts until they could no longer endure it and launched attacks against him.
The setting of a pure and alluring man naturally would not change, but in his heart, he would be thinking of even more dangerous and absurd things.
First, he would be pushed to the ground, then he would seize the chance to reveal his proper bearing and directly reverse the offensive.
"Polygamy-Monandry System, isn't that just perfect?"
Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes. At this moment, Michiyo had completely fainted, and his flames had weakened slightly as well.
A red flower bloomed on the bed, while faintly dried white traces outlined an abstract painting across the sheets.
Scorching magma remained inside her body. Her body twitched from time to time, and unconscious murmurs escaped her lips.
Luo Zhen pushed open the door and walked out, heading straight into the bathroom to thoroughly wash himself.
The still-young Futari woke up in the middle of the night and saw Luo Zhen standing there with a towel around his waist.
Her sleepy little eyes widened at once.
It struck her young heart, and an indescribable feeling rippled through her chest.
"Hehe, little Futari, sorry. My water heater broke at home, so I came here to borrow yours."
"Hey~ I'm all alone at home, and it feels so lonely. Can I borrow your bed tonight? Shall we sleep together?"
Luo Zhen rubbed her head. His face bore the same youthful smile as always, and his eyes were filled with endless clarity.
Only, a strange sort of aura was gradually spreading from him.
Even though Futari was still young, she noticed it.
Brother Little Zhen... is so lewd.
"Mm."
Futari nodded, then pulled Luo Zhen back to her room.
Hm? What had she gotten up in the middle of the night for again?
Never mind. Brother Little Zhen smelled so nice, and he was so comfortable to hug.
Restless Early in the Morning
The damp sensation forced Luo Zhen to open his eyes. Looking at Futari lying on top of him, his gaze was filled with helplessness.
Futari was already awake as well, staring at Luo Zhen somewhat fearfully.
So, she had gotten up in the night to use the bathroom, then gotten too excited and forgotten about it.
She had hugged Luo Zhen and had a wonderful dream. When she woke up, things had become like this.
"It's still early. Let's go wash up together."
Luo Zhen rubbed her head, straightened up, and stood.
"Brother Little Zhen, you don't hate me, do you?"
Futari became frightened. She felt that this was rather embarrassing.
She was no longer a baby, so why would this still happen while she slept?
Luo Zhen was sticky all over, and Futari knew it was her doing. The little girl's eyes darted away.
"How could I hate you? It was just a little accident. It's nothing."
Luo Zhen said lightly. The little one had merely wet the bed; she had not done it on purpose.
"You won't tell Mom and Sister, will you?"
Futari still had some pride. Her dignity was important too.
"I won't tell them. Besides, even if they found out, it wouldn't be a big deal, would it?"
Luo Zhen took her hand into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, the two bathed together.
Futari's gaze kept darting away, and her face remained flushed red.
"Perfect timing. The weather looks pretty good today, so let's take out all the sheets and wash them."
Luo Zhen looked at his phone, where the clear sunny-day icon was plainly visible.
Futari nodded. She said nothing, only reached out and grabbed onto Luo Zhen.
If everyone's sheets were washed, no one would know that she had wet the bed. It was a way to hide it.
"Mm, go sleep on the sofa a little longer. It's still early. I'll go wake Michiyo."
It was not only Futari's bedwetting that needed to be hidden; Michiyo's sheets were a complete mess too.
And it was about time to get ready for work. He should wake her early and prepare breakfast.
Futari was at the age when she needed sleep to grow. Curling up on the sofa for a little extra rest would do.
Luo Zhen carefully slipped into Michiyo's bedroom.
"Time to get up. You'll be late for work soon."
Luo Zhen rubbed her head, his gaze holding much more tenderness.
It could not simply be an exchange of desire; the feelings between them were important too.
Although before this, Luo Zhen had never imagined things would turn out this way.
When it came to Michiyo, she looked rather young, so he had basically treated her like a young older sister.
After breaking through the constraints of their relationship, where would their future lead?
Michiyo opened her eyes. Seeing Luo Zhen's face, she smiled.
Ignoring Luo Zhen's resistance, she pulled his whole body onto the bed.
"The door isn't locked."
Luo Zhen said with a soft laugh, naturally accepting everything.
But Michiyo was still somewhat unaccustomed to it. The arms holding Luo Zhen trembled slightly, afraid that the boy in her embrace would turn into smoke and drift away.
"It's fine. It's early in the morning; they're still sleeping in."
She knew her own daughters best. Hitori liked staying up late, while Futari was so energetic that she exhausted herself every day. She slept for a long time, and slept very deeply.
"You still have to go to work, so stop fooling around."
Like newlyweds, their conversation was filled with ambiguous intimacy.
"It'll be quick. Just rubbing against each other is fine."
Hearing her words, Luo Zhen laughed even harder.
He came from a normal world, so he knew perfectly well what she meant.
Just rubbing against each other? The next step would probably be accidentally slipping inside, then somehow ending up doing it wildly.
"If you want a quick snack, I'll help you with my hand."
Luo Zhen extended his hand, its slender fingers fair and soft.
Michiyo swallowed. She had never been particularly fond of hands, but at this moment, she understood their wonder.
"Then come on. Don't waste time."
Michiyo said impatiently.
Luo Zhen's hand arrived at the promised land, like a traveler who had just reached a deserted island.
After finding a place to settle, it began to move, producing strange sounds—the sounds of busy activity.
Michiyo narrowed her eyes, her legs sometimes tightening and sometimes relaxing.
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