Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"A powerful spell we've never seen before? Could it be an elf? This level of damage must be at least at the level of an elven priest. Don't they prefer to stay out of external affairs and not get involved in conflicts on the continent? Why did they suddenly appear here? And dare to attack our orcs?!"

His hands stopped moving and he fell into deep thought.

However, the cat-eared woman riding on Grum suddenly increased the amplitude of her movements, twisting her waist in an almost exaggerated manner.

As she moved, waves of blushing water sounds echoed in the hall.

This intense stimulation made it difficult for the orc nobles to concentrate and think, and they soon fell into the vortex of desire.

The cat-eared woman's skills were obviously very superb, and every movement she made precisely stimulated Grum's sensitive points.

The soft tail gently swept across Grum's abdomen, bringing a tingling sensation.

Her ears trembled slightly with excitement, rubbing against Grum's cheek from time to time, bringing a strange stimulation.

After another intense exercise, Grum's body tensed up. He hugged the cat-eared woman tightly, breathing heavily.

Even with the orcs' strong physique, Grum felt a little weak after venting his anger several times in a row.

This cat-eared woman is simply a natural juicer. Other women are afraid of the orcs' terrible physique, but she can make the orc nobles' legs tremble so much that they can't get out of bed.

Chapter 19 Milk Breakfast

The burly orc continued his report, "It's said that a guy from the Eastern Continent gave Leon a set of crystal instruments today! Legend has it that the ancestors of the elves came from the Eastern Continent. Do you think it's possible that Leon is colluding with the elves?"

Upon hearing this news, Grumm's eyes flashed with alarm. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's time to get rid of these cunning and cowardly humans! Activate the Dark Warrior and quickly eliminate these guys. I'm losing my patience! Arcadia must be in our hands. Glory belongs to the orcs!"

At the moment when Grum shouted "Glory to the orcs", the cat-eared woman in front of him suddenly increased the amplitude of her movements.

Her waist was as flexible as a snake, twisting in an almost incredible way.

It was erect and pressed tightly against Grum's lower body, and every movement stimulated his sensitive points precisely.

This sudden and intense stimulation made Grum lose his mind instantly.

His eyes became blurred and he let out a low growl.

It swept through his body like an electric current, completely conquering the strong orc noble.

Grum bent down roughly, his big hands tightly grasping the cat-eared woman's slender waist, pressing the cat-eared woman to the cold marble floor and forcing her to face him.

The cat-eared woman's cheek pressed against the cold ground, a flash of pain in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an almost charming expression.

She raised her tail high and gently swept it across Grum's abdomen, bringing a tingling sensation.

Despite having released his desire several times in a row, Grumm's desire still seemed unsatisfied.

His movements became clumsy and eager, like a wild beast, his breathing was heavy, and sweat dripped from his hairy body onto the smooth back of the cat-eared woman.

Grum's large hands gripped the cat-eared woman's tightly, his nails practically digging into her flesh.

Each movement was accompanied by the sound of flesh colliding, echoing in the empty hall.

Seeing this, the burly orc said respectfully, "I'll do it right away! Glory belongs to the orcs!"

His eyes inadvertently swept over the charming and flushed face of the cat-eared woman.

Looking at her graceful figure, the burly orc felt his pants tighten.

Afraid that Grum would notice his abnormality, the burly orc quickly lowered his head and left the hall.

As the door closed, the candlelight cast flickering shadows on the wall, and the only sound in the empty hall was the cat-eared woman's almost seductive cries.

On the other side, the Adventurer's Inn.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, gilding the quiet space with a soft golden hue.

Luan slowly opened his eyes, blinked his still sleepy eyes, and his vision gradually focused.

He was surprised to find Camille fast asleep on his chest.

Camille's long hair fell on Zhang Luan's chest like a soft waterfall.

Her cheek was pressed against Zhang Luan's chest, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was having a sweet dream.

The breath was even and warm, gently brushing against Zhang Luan's skin, making him feel numb.

Camille's clothes were a little messy due to tossing and turning during the night. The collar of her shirt was wide open, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Two lumps of liquid flowed out from the collar and stuck tightly to Zhang Luan's body.

The amazing size and softness made Zhang Luan hold his breath.

Her nightgown was pulled up, and one of her thighs was across Zhang Luan's waist, revealing a large area of ​​her smooth inner thigh, which was slender and plump.

"Hmm?" Camille seemed to realize that Zhang Luan had woken up. She slowly opened her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She found that Zhang Luan was looking at her with a half-smile in his eyes.

Chapter 18

A touch of pampering and teasing.

This discovery made Camille so nervous that he immediately sat up in bed, and the movement was so large that the bed shook slightly.

Her clothes became messy because of her sleeping position. The collar was already hanging loosely on her shoulders. Now, with her sudden movement, the clothes slid down her smooth shoulders to her arms, revealing her entire breasts.

They were a pair of round, mature breasts, shining in the morning light.

Because of the sudden contact with the cold air, it stands up slightly and appears pink.

Her breasts rose and fell slightly with her breathing, as if tempting people to touch them.

Camille's face turned red instantly, and she said in a panic: "I'm sorry, Master, I... I was too tired yesterday, so I got up late. I will prepare breakfast for you right away!"

As she said that, she hurriedly got off the bed and realized that her clothes in front of her were completely open.

Her pretty face became even redder, like a ripe apple.

Camille quickly rearranged her clothes, buttoned them up in a hurry, and hurried downstairs.

"This irritable guy!" Zhang Luan said lovingly, then turned over and continued to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Luan slowly woke up again. He saw Camille holding a tray with a few irregularly shaped pieces of bread and a steaming wooden cup.

"Master, breakfast is ready!" Camille said softly, her face flushed. Her voice was soft, with a hint of shyness and anticipation.

"What time is it now?" Zhang Luan sat up and asked casually, his hair a little messy from sleep.

"It's morning!" Camille answered seriously, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"I know it's morning. What time is it in the morning?" Zhang Luan asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes, with a hint of confusion in his voice.

"It's in the morning, there's no specific time..." Camille answered with a strange look on her face. She tilted her head and looked very cute.

"Huh?" Zhang Luan was stunned for a moment before realizing that there was probably no precise timekeeping system in this other world. There were only rough timekeeping methods like morning, morning, noon, afternoon, and dusk.

"It's okay, then let me try the breakfast you prepared!" Zhang Luan put on his clothes and sat at the dining table with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Well, master, please eat!" Camille put down the plate, then folded his hands on his lower abdomen, looking at Zhang Luan with nervous anticipation.

There was a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was waiting for Zhang Luan's evaluation.

Zhang Luan took a bite of the bread and immediately felt its texture.

The bread was hard and dry, and tasted far worse than the steamed buns he remembered.

His expression frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed, not wanting Camille to see his dissatisfaction.

However, his eyes were quickly drawn to the wooden cup next to him.

The cup contained a white liquid that looked like milk.

Chapter 20 Elite Invitation

It seems that Camille is still very thoughtful. I just mentioned it to her when we were chatting yesterday.

I said I usually eat milk bread in the morning, but I didn't expect that she actually remembered it and prepared a portion for me according to the recipe.

It’s just that the milk Zhang Luan drinks in the real world is processed milk, which is different from real milk.

There are no factories in this world, so of course the milk is just squeezed out and delivered to you.

Zhang Luan really wanted to know what the difference in taste was, so he picked up the cup curiously and took a sip.

The warm liquid blooms in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness and rich milky aroma.

The taste made Zhang Luan's eyes light up. It was much better than he expected.

"Is this taste...ok?" Camille asked nervously, her fingers twisted together nervously, her eyes fixed on Zhang Luan's expression.

Zhang Luan smiled with satisfaction. "Not bad, much purer than the milk I drink over there. Very delicious." He asked curiously, "Does this world also sell milk?"

"No...no...I didn't buy it!" Camille's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head, as if trying to avoid Zhang Luan's gaze.

"Didn't you buy it?" Zhang Luan was stunned, his eyes unconsciously fell on the huge breast in front of Camille.

The arc of the clothes was particularly obvious, and Zhang Luan suddenly realized.

"Could it be..." Zhang Luan couldn't believe his guess.

"Hmm..." Camille nodded slightly, her face became even redder, almost bleeding.

Her hands unconsciously placed on her chest, as if trying to cover something.

"Ah this..." Zhang Luan's old face turned red, and he felt a heat spreading from his neck to his face.

Seeing that the cup in Zhang Luan's hand was empty, Camille mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Master, do you need a refill?"

Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but the shyness and anticipation in it were clearly audible.

"Can I have a refill?" Zhang Luan said in disbelief, his eyes darting back and forth between Camille's face and chest, not knowing where to look.

When Zhang Luan didn't respond immediately, Camille grew even more nervous. Her fingers twisted nervously, her eyes filled with anticipation and apprehension. She bit her lower lip, as if awaiting Zhang Luan's decision.

"Okay...okay, then... refill your cup." Zhang Luan said with some stammering, his voice a little lower than usual.

Camille's face flashed with joy at this answer, but then she became more shy. She nodded gently, "Yes... yes, Master."

She slowly approached Zhang Luan. Her movements were hesitant, but there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

He came to Zhang Luan, bent down slightly, and began to unbutton his shirt.

As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, Camille's breasts were gradually exposed.

Her skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade, glowing softly in the morning light.

Her nipples were round, slightly erect due to nervousness and excitement, and appeared pink.

Zhang Luan felt his mouth was dry and he swallowed involuntarily.

Camille's body fragrance hit him in the face, mixed with the scent of milk, making him feel dizzy.

Camille carefully scooped up one of her nipples and gently squeezed it. A stream of milky white liquid gushed out from her nipple, almost gushing out, and fell into the wooden cup in Zhang Luan's hand.

"Master...Master, please...please take your time." Camille's voice trembled, and the blush on her face had spread to her neck and chest.

Zhang Luan looked at the fresh "milk" in the cup and felt his mouth dry.

He hesitated, then slowly raised the cup to his lips.

When the warm liquid touched his lips and tongue again, Zhang Luan felt a strange stimulation.

The flavor seemed stronger this time, carrying Camille's body heat and scent.

"It tastes...very good." Zhang Luan said softly.

Camille's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this comment.

She adjusted her clothes carefully, but the fabric on her chest was already wet and stuck to her skin, outlining her figure.

"If the master likes, I can drink more. I have a lot!" Camille said proudly, with a glint of joy in his eyes.

There was a hint of pride in her voice, as if she had finally found her usefulness.

After breakfast, Camille brought Zhang Luan to the Adventurer's Guild.

The whole street was filled with the strange atmosphere of another world, which made Zhang Luan feel both novel and excited.

There are various shops on both sides of the street, some selling weapons and equipment, some selling monster materials, and some providing enchanting services.

The air is filled with gold

Chapter 19