Chapter 170

So Centaurea quietly savored the afterglow, as if she wanted to deeply etch her 'first time' into her mind.

But to outsiders, all they would think is that Centaurea has been driven mad by sex.

There's nothing we can do about it.

The sofa was soaked with sweat, and water stains slid down the fabric of the table and dripped onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

Centaurea's clothes were disheveled, and her high heels were nowhere to be seen. The only thing intact on her body was her pair of white stockings, which were soaked with sweat and clung to her skin, making them appear translucent and highlighting her pinkish skin.

Chest heaving, lower abdomen cramping, legs twitching.

Like a fish out of air, Centaurea opened and closed her small mouth repeatedly, her gaze unfocused and vacant, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time without moving.

Such a scene would only be perceived as a lewd display of debauchery by anyone who saw it, rather than as someone entering a state of sagehood and contemplating life.

Fortunately, women's post-coital period is very short, or even non-existent, which is why they can achieve seamless transitions and even consecutive orgasms.

So after lying down for a while, I felt my breathing wasn't so difficult anymore, and the afterglow started to dissipate.

Centaurea then tried to roll over, although the pressure of her own weight caused her to inevitably let out some strange soft moans during the process.

In any case, Centaurea successfully changed from lying down to crawling on her stomach, lying on the sofa and then peeking her little head out from under the armrest to take a look around.

Centaurea instinctively reached out and brushed the strands of hair that were damp with sweat and stuck to her face, wiping away the beads of sweat that had slid down to the corner of her mouth.

He then lowered his fingertips, touching the sticky fluid that had spilled into her navel. He brought it to his eyes, rubbed it with his fingertips, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

"Little Platinum, you don't have to be such a glutton."

Chen Ran had also returned by this time, carrying a glass of water.

Seeing that the Little Platinum- haired girl seemed to want to taste the bodily fluids, Chen Ran teased her as he sat down on the sofa.

"The kind of 'spinster' who becomes inseparable from ○○ after just one experience only exists in pornographic books, okay? How could that possibly happen in reality? I'm just curious."

Upon hearing this, Centaurea, though still maintaining her usual expressionless demeanor as she continued her sarcastic remarks, noticeably softened her tone slightly.

Furthermore, Centaurea did not object to Chen Ran's actions of putting his arm around her waist, helping her up, and bringing the water glass to her lips.

However, perhaps because her lips were swollen from the kiss, Centaurea's slightly parted lips, gently cupping the glass, made her Little Platinum lips appear dewy and glistening, thanks to the liquid inside.

This single glance briefly caused Chen Ran to lose himself in thought.

Chen Ran only snapped out of his daze when he felt someone gently pat him. Looking again, he saw that Centaurea seemed to have choked on the water; water was spilling from the corner of her lips, running down her fair and slender neck, and down to her chest.

Seeing this, Chen Ran naturally straightened the water glass and put it away.

Centaurea, finally free from the forced water-feeding, coughed a few times, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and said in a resentful tone, "I thought that sleeping with you, you Lecherous Evil God, and getting you to take care of my daily life and provide for me wasn't a bad deal... but I was wrong. I didn't expect you to be Lecherous Evil God a fickle person, using me and then discarding me. Now you're even planning to choke me to death to prevent future trouble."

"Ever since you got into bed, you Little Platinum have become fearless and unrestrained. Now you even dare to tease me?" Chen Ran wasn't annoyed when he heard this; he just found this drama queen quite amusing.

Despite saying that, Chen Ran still fed her quite a bit of food afterwards.

And Centaurea accepted them all.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, and having regained much of their strength, at least the Little Platinum girl's ponytail was finally able to wag again.

Chen Ran then said, "So, Little Platinum, do you want to take a bath? I'll carry you there?"

"This feels so troublesome..."

Upon hearing this, Centaurea looked like she wanted to lie down again.

But it wasn't that she was so lazy that she didn't even want to take a bath, nor was she implying that she wanted Chen Ran to carry her.

Rather, it was simply that Centaurea's once flat and smooth belly was now slightly protruding, like a cream puff, as if you could squeeze some cream out if you pressed it with your fingertip.

I want to empty it out... just thinking about it makes me feel like I'll be exhausted.

Not to mention Chen Ran carrying her? Forget clearing it out, it would be good enough if no more points were added.

"Wait a minute," Centaurea yawned and said, "Let's talk about it when I become more diligent."

"You're so lazy."

Hearing this, Centaurea didn't care at all.

She simply reached out and gathered her long hair, casually tying it into a ponytail behind her. As she swayed it, Centaurea seemed to remember something, turning her head and leaning on the armrest of the sofa, looking at the miniature model of the 'Seaside Resort Town' on the table.

Leaning forward, Centaurea discovered that the halo she had tossed into her yard had vanished without a trace.

Centaurea's lips curled into a slight smile, and without hesitation, she reached out and ripped open the roof of her little house.

"Wait, wait a minute—?! What are you doing all of a sudden?!"

From that little house came the gasp of her Former Young Lady.

When Centaurea peeked into the small house—

Sure enough, Zofia was not only surrounded by a halo, but also blushed and was flustered, covering her skirt with one hand and her face with the other, as if she had been caught red-handed and was extremely embarrassed.

Chapter 257 Since you, Little Watermelon, are unwilling to become Xi Bubble, why don't you wear a Black Crown?

Zofia is very smart.

Even with all the glamour around her, she hadn't taken off any of her clothes, not even her high heels; she was still completely covered up.

So aside from her flushed face and guilty conscience as if she had done something wrong, it's really hard to tell whether Zofia had done anything else secretly besides empathy.

Zofia could even deny it outright, saying that she only recently acquired this halo. Empathy? What empathy? She doesn't feel anything at all!

But it's clear that Zofia, because of her 'innocence,' inevitably overlooked some... small details.

Now, Centaurea, the size of a life-size figure, reached out and, no matter how much her Former Young Lady resisted, grabbed Zofia from the little house as easily as catching a hamster.

By pinching Zofia's armpits with two fingertips, Zofia appeared to be suspended in mid-air, and her body swayed from side to side with Centaurea 'Zofia movements.

And just like that, the evidence appeared.

Centaurea likes to wear white silk, which is mostly made of cotton, soft, absorbent and breathable.

So if Centaurea were to sweat profusely... no, if she were to sweat a lot, the white stockings on her legs would be stained semi-transparent.

Zofia prefers black stockings, which are often made of nylon, a material that is silky smooth, elastic, and highly transparent.

So if Zofia were to spit out her leg... it would reflect light and create a shimmering, watery effect under the illumination of the lights.

And clearly, the black stockings on Zofia's legs now match this.

If Zofia insists that she's prone to sweating, then the sheen on her black stockings is all from her sweat—

But Zofia also likes to wear high heels.

And it's not those open-toe high heels, but the kind of boat shoes that cover the toes and heels—what members of the Foot Odor Forum often call "lunchboxes."

Even with black stockings that don't absorb water, a lot of sweat, and high heels that don't leak—

As Centaurea grabbed Zofia and swayed her from side to side, soon, it was as if Zofia's high heels were overflowing, spilling out a lot of water droplets.

"You... you put me down first... hurry up!"

Zofia knew she couldn't refute it, so she blushed crimson and just hoped that Centaurea would put her down first, instead of leaving her hanging there to be stared at and then die of embarrassment.

These two former master and servant ultimately failed to reach any agreement. Did Centaurea take the opportunity to extort money from them?

Have no idea.

Chen Ran only knew that the Little Platinum was in a pretty good mood right now, not only was her little perky butt wiggling back and forth, but even the ponytail behind her was swaying back and forth.

The problem is, Centaurea's clothes are practically ruined, including the dress she's wearing.

Furthermore, Centaurea is currently in a position where her upper body is slumped over the table, her waist is resting on the sofa armrest, and her legs are kneeling on the sofa...

This is essentially the same pose as "thick breasts," but this Little Platinum is still wiggling her butt there.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ran naturally raised an eyebrow and reached out to support Centaurea's small, pert buttocks.

This startled Centaurea, who had been teasing and bullying Zofia, but Centaurea neither turned around nor spoke.

Instead, Centaurea simply swayed her horse's tail slightly, then lowered her waist.

This action is similar to patting your buttocks while lying down, which will cause you to stick your butt out. It's all to make it easier for the other person to get a hole-in-one and hit the stomach in one go.

So naturally, Chen Ran placed one hand on Centaurea's buttocks and the other hand partially lifted Centaurea's skirt, and then—

It made a squelching sound.

Evening. "..."

Is this ever going to end?

Three times! Three times!

If we're talking about who's in the most awkward position right now, it's definitely Zofia.

After all, just a second ago, Zofia saw Centaurea with a mischievous grin, as if she wanted to tease and bully her, but the next second, she saw Centaurea's expression turn lazy and smug, as she lightly bit her lower lip and hummed softly.

'No! Don't do it in front of me... at least put me down first! My halo is still active with empathy! Don't—oops...'

Although we don't know what Zofia went through in the end, that Little Watermelon... now looks completely numb.

Because Xi lacked a special aura, she couldn't understand how much fun they were having; she only found them noisy.

And so, with a sullen, cat-like face, after three rounds, Chen Ran carried Centaurea to the bathroom again.

After another hour or so, there was still no sign of Centaurea. Chen Ran, on the other hand, seemed to have finished taking a shower and came out while drying his hair with a towel.

As soon as Chen Ran returned, he sat down on the sofa, picked up his water glass, and drank it all in one gulp. Instantly feeling refreshed, he turned to look around.

Then, when he finally met Xi's gaze, who had a sullen, kitten-like face, Chen Ran feigned surprise. "Little Watermelon? What are you still doing here?"

Evening. "?"

You lecherous scoundrel! Today I will rid the people of this scourge!

Well... although Xi wanted to say that, she was too timid, so she only got angry for a moment.

Unfortunately, Xi, just as Chen Ran complained, was a lifelong virgin who knew nothing about matters between men and women.

But just considering Chen Ran's three... uh... four times that night? No... looking at how energetic Chen Ran now after just a sip of water, he could probably do it seven, nine, or even ten times a night?

Such... energy? It really startled Xi.

Is that little girl named Centaurea... really not dead?

Fortunately, Chen Ran seemed satisfied. He didn't mention the lewd incident from earlier. Instead, he got up and sat back down in the chair in front of the workbench.

Reaching out and picking up the Xi Bubble figurine he had previously hand-molded, Chen Ran said, "Where were we? Oh right, I remember now. Let's continue. Little Watermelon, are you really not planning to treat this Xi Bubble as your new body and grow all over again?"

Evening. "..."

No? You lecherous scoundrel, how can you act like nothing happened?

Although Xi was already numb to it, it was impossible for her to feel nothing at all.

Xi felt her cheeks burning hot.

Even so, Xi still turned her head away and said, "I don't want to. I still say the same thing: if I'm dead, I'm dead. Why go through all this trouble? To grow up all over again? That's even more impossible."

"You don't want to? Hmm... that's fine too."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ran didn't force him; he simply nodded and put down the Xi Bubble figurine he was holding.

Then he spread his hands and conjured a Black Crown in his palm.

"If you don't want to grow back, then use this Black Crown to create a body—"

"You! You, you, you move it away from me!"

Seeing Chen Ran holding the Black Crown, as if he was about to put it on her head, Xi Ke was immediately startled and trembled.

Although Xi didn't know the specifics of the Black Crown's workings... everything that Centaurea had just suffered started the moment she put on the Black Crown!

Xi understands this!

'Hey... wait, wait! Don't come near me! Don't come near me with that Black Crown!'

Chapter 258: Sister Ling! Bring me that chili powder milk powder! I need to breastfeed our youngest sister!

Wearing the Black Crown has the advantage of granting you a physical body, but the downside is the possibility of being dismembered.

Becoming Xi Bubble has the advantage of being able to play a free life restart simulator game, but the cost is that you might have to call Chen Ran"Dad".