Survival Rules in the Otherworld

The morning sun shines into the rotten room, and the bright red petals are extremely eye-catching. On the left, he holds the sleeping Mahiru, and on the right, he holds the somewhat awake Isuzu.

The youthful and graceful body has a sense of maturity, and the clear eyes have a strange warmth.

"Hmm~"

After indulging in Ming Wuyou's arms for a while, Isuzu slowly broke free from Ming Wuyou's embrace. Ming Wuyou looked at the mark on the body, put down the sleeping Mahiru, and gently patted the plump and elastic breasts.

"Why, don't you sleep a little longer?"

Isuzu, who was afraid of being beaten, still showed the shyness of a girl, but did not resist. She just picked up her clothes that were a little damaged in the battle and slowly put them on.

"I haven't been home all night. If I don't go back soon, the princess will be worried."

Seeing Isuzu trying to put on the battle-damaged clothes, Ming Wuyou stopped her.

"Don't wear these clothes anymore. They're all torn. I'll find you some new ones. Go take a shower first."

Feeling Ming Wuyou's concern, Isuzu was so shy that she was speechless. She just nodded, then walked into the bathroom and cleaned up the traces of the night on her body. When she came out of the bathroom, Ming Wuyou had already put new clothes that fit her on the bed.

Isuzu had no reservations and started to put on her clothes in front of Ming Wuyou. First, she put on pure white thin stockings, then some pure white panties, then the badge, and then the rest of the clothes.

Ming Wuyou was a little excited when he saw the beautiful girl getting dressed in front of him in the same special way (stockings first, then panties).

After putting on her clothes, Isuzu used the blade of the magic gun to pick up the bloodshot on the bed. She turned around and noticed Ming Wuyou's abnormality. After putting away the bed sheet stained with the bloodshot, she walked to Ming Wuyou without any hesitation.

Without saying much, he squatted down and slowly started talking under Ming Wuyou's surprised gaze.

After being released again and again, Ming Wuyou felt much more relaxed, but Isuzu still didn't say anything (she was too shy to know what to do) and left the hotel directly.

After cleaning up the traces on his body in the bathroom, Ming Wuyou returned to the bed and picked up Mahiru to take a nap. After a while, the sleeping Mahiru finally woke up. After feeling the burning heat pressing against his body, Mahiru couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in his private parts.

"Really? It's so early in the morning. Let me clean it up."

The shy Mahiru crawled under the quilt, and no one knew what she was doing. After Ming Wuyou felt extremely comfortable and relaxed, he slowly woke up, lifted the not-so-thick quilt, and found Mahiru doing massage with his hands, with clear liquid still flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"So it's Mahiru? I thought it was a dream."

After being discovered, Mahiru stopped massaging as if time had stopped. She swallowed something with her alluring cherry lips, and her already rosy face became even rosier. After making a meaningless low moan, she crawled into the quilt and refused to come out.

Although she had communicated with Ming Wuyou time and time again, and although they had done more intimate things, being discovered by Ming Wuyou at this time and doing that kind of thing again would be like social death for Mahiru.

"Okay, Mahiru, don't be shy, come out now. We'll take a shower and then we'll go."

The shy Mahiru did not respond, or she was so shy that she didn't know how to respond. In order to ease Mahiru's shyness, Ming Wuyou tried to comfort her.

He lifted a weak corner of the quilt and directly crawled into the quilt to start physical enlightenment on Mahiru. However, because the angle of his entry was a bit tricky, Ming Wuyou was buried directly in Mahiru's fasting zone.

"Yeah!~"

The hot breath hit the shy and tender flower, and Mahiru couldn't help but let out a cry of exclamation. Her white and tender thighs clamped Ming Wuyou's neck tightly as a natural reaction, making Ming Wuyou completely immersed in Mahiru's tender flower.

Smelling the youthful scent, Ming Wuyou pressed his hands on Mahiru's thighs and had pleasant exchanges with her again and again under the small quilt.

Chapter 81: Strange Mist Branch

"Mr. Ming, that's too erotic. Please don't play with that kind of place anymore~"

In the corridor of the apartment, Ming Wuyou held the somewhat shy Mahiru in his arms. Because the location of their communication in the early morning was too special and the process was very intense, Mahiru at this moment could be described as completely powerless.

"Sorry Mahiru, I couldn't help myself."

Recalling the young Daisy, Ming Wuyou became excited again. Although he failed to successfully open up a second battlefield due to the resistance of Zhenri, the outer corners were already stained with Ming Wuyou's traces.

"Ah! ~ Mr. Ming ~ You hit me, wait... You're not still thinking about that place, are you? Um~ too erotic! Mr. Ming!"

Looking at the shy Mahiru, Ming Wuyou couldn't help but bite her. The endless entanglement disrupted Mahiru's thinking and made Mahiru's weak body hot and comfortable again.

"I can't help it. Mahiru is just too cute. I can't forget those things."

After the passionate lovemaking, Ming Wuyou opened the door and walked in holding the still confused Zhenri.

"Welcome home, Mr. Mei, Mahiru."

At the entrance, Yukino, who had been waiting for who knows how long, finally saw the person she wanted to see. If Mahiru was not still in Ming Wuyou's arms at this time, she might have already communicated with Ming Wuyou here.

After all, with the Snow Girl's desire, she couldn't help herself after just one night of not seeing him.

"Ms. Yukino." Mahiru broke free from Ming Wuyou's embrace and walked down shyly. Like Yukino, Mahiru would also restrain her emotions in front of other people.

"Xueno, thank you for your hard work."

Ming Wuyou pulled Mahiru to Yukino's side and put his arms around her soft waist. Yukino felt Ming Wuyou's movements and couldn't help but move closer to Ming Wuyou. Her slender waist was slightly raised and her white thighs were rubbed nervously.

"Mr. Ming, please take a rest first. It's so early and you haven't eaten yet."

"It doesn't matter. I want to eat Miss Yukino more than those things."

Xueno's hands were against Ming Wuyou's chest, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white skin. The slight force did not stop Ming Wuyou's next action. Ming Wuyou directly began to taste Xueno's cherry lips.

After a period of entanglement, the silver thread of love was still hanging between the two people. After kissing the sweet Yukino, Ming Wuyou turned around and tasted the jealous Mahiru.

The two long kisses made the relationship between Yukino and Mahiru more intimate, and also made the atmosphere ambiguous. Yukino, who was a little impatient at first, began to rub against Ming Wuyou, and Mahiru also hugged Ming Wuyou's arms tightly in her arms.

"Mr. Ming, Miss Wuzhi is still sleeping in the bedroom, otherwise we..."

Yukino, who was full of desire, untied her hip skirt, revealing a black lace panty under her white pantyhose.

"Ms. Yukino, it's only been one day, and your body can't control itself anymore? If that's the case, let me help you clear it up."

Originally, he just wanted to help Yukino to clear up the confusion, but Mahiru was reluctant to leave Ming Wuyou. Helplessly, Ming Wuyou took Yukino and Mahiru to the guest room and did some things that needed to be done.

Yukino's cold sweetness, Mayu's warmth and moisture, and the feeling of two dragons playing with the pillar made Ming Wuyou obsessed for a long time, until all the pressure on Yukino was relieved and Yukino could no longer hold on, then he stopped communicating.

"Huh, Yukino is fine, but Mahiru is joining in the antics."

Looking at Yukino and Mahiru who had turned into cream people on the bed, Ming Wuyou covered them with a quilt. Recalling the intimate cooperation between Yukino and Mahiru just now, he was so excited that he could not calm down for a while.

Ming Wuyou walked towards the living room frankly. As soon as he left the house, he bumped into Wuzhi who had woken up. Because of her excitement, Wuzhi thought it was a sharp weapon for a moment, until she saw Ming Wuyou...

"Pervert Ming! You're like this so early in the morning, are you a shameless beast? And there's this weird smell, you're not doing it again! With those two women... you're such an unrestrained idiot, something's bound to happen sooner or later!"

Wuzhi, stimulated by Ming Wuyou's holy sword, began her daily tsundere behavior, talking non-stop with her little mouth. Ming Wuyou looked at the cold Wuzhi and just said one sentence lightly.

"Wuzhi, before you speak, can you please let go?"

Wuzhi's cold little hand had grasped Ming Wuyou's holy sword at some point, and she hadn't let go until now. Even after Ming Wuyou pointed out the little movement in her hand, she had no intention of letting go.

"Hmm~ Let go? Let go of what? Do you think someone as noble as me would indulge in something like this?!"

"Then you should let it go."

"Just let it go! Who would keep holding on to it? That kind of filthy thing might even contaminate me!"

"So, are you going to let it go or not?"

"Wusailu! You're just a perverted, inferior creature. Don't talk to me like that. I'll do what I want to do. I won't listen to you!"

Wuzhi's voice was cold and arrogant, but the strangeness in her eyes and the blush on her cheeks had completely exposed her inner feelings, especially the cold little hands that had begun to search up and down, making Ming Wuyou's excitement begin to thrive.

"Alas, I was wrong. I shouldn't have tried to convince you."

Tsundere cannot be persuaded, they can only be convinced with words. Only by letting Tsundere know the hardness of sincerity can the Tsundere's stubbornness be cured.

Ming Wuyou picked up the arrogant Wuzhi and returned to the bedroom to start the arrogant transformation project. The effect of sincerity was very significant. With Ming Wuyou's sincerity again and again, the arrogant Wuzhi turned into a docile cat.

Ming Wuyou slapped the beautiful butt that was about to hit his face, but the greedy Wuzhi still shamelessly asked for food.

The taste of magic essence is like an addictive substance to Wuzhi. She will never stop until she has exhausted her last bit of strength, and she cannot bear to leave even if she has exhausted her last bit of strength.

"Pervert~Pervert Ming~Give me a little more~"

Wuzhi's slightly sore little hands were still slowly searching up and down on the rising mountain. Although those little hands were very sensitive, this slight feeling was not enough to make Ming Wuyou show his sincerity.

"Even if you say that, there's nothing I can do. If you want it, just work harder on your own."

"But, but, I don't have the strength anymore~"

"Then I have no choice. Let's take a rest first and eat later. I can't run away anyway, and Mahiru and Yukino shouldn't disturb us. You can eat as much as you want today."

Ming Wuyou got out of bed and walked to the closet, wanting to find some new clothes. Not long after, Ming Wuyou felt something strange, as it seemed that a lot of his clothes were missing.

"What are you looking for?"

Wuzhi, who had regained some strength, walked behind Ming Wuyou, held Ming Wuyou's arms with both hands, and asked Ming Wuyou while leaning against his body.

"Nothing, I just feel like I'm wearing a lot less clothes. Maybe it's just my imagination. Hmm? Wuzhi, why are you shaking so badly?"

Chapter 82: Things That Cannot Be Said

The trembling Wuzhi didn't dare to look at Ming Wuyou. Thinking back to yesterday, the unspeakable story that started from the pair of cutlery used by Ming Wuyou and went out of control, Wuzhi's self-esteem was a little shaky.

At first, she just couldn't help but smell it, then she accidentally licked it, and finally, for some reason, she turned into a nympho and couldn't help but collect all the things that Ming Wuyou used, including tableware, cups, underwear, shirts, jackets...

In the bedroom, while smelling Ming Wuyou's ##, I comforted myself with Ming Wuyou's clothes. I didn't know how long I had been directing and acting in this act. I only remembered going out again and again, and it was not until the evening that I had to wash those wet clothes.

During this period, she was accidentally seen by Yukino, but Yukino did not say much about Kirie's behavior. After all, Yukino had done everything Kirie had done, and her behavior was even crazier than Kirie's.

As someone who had been through this, Xueno offered to keep Wuzhi's secret and taught her many little tricks to leave no trace. She also showed Wuzhi some of her small collections. After seeing Xueno's collections, Wuzhi couldn't help but secretly take away some of Ming Wuyou's ##.

"Hmph! I'm sure doing too much has clouded your brain. With such a bad memory, you should be more restrained in the future."

Wuzhi pretended to be calm and let go of Ming Wuyou's arm. She walked to the bed, picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom, wanting to take the opportunity to take a shower to secretly hide the few [collections] in her pockets.

The fair little hands tightly held the thing in her arms, and the beautiful jade feet moved step by step. Such a suspicious look naturally aroused Ming Wuyou's suspicion, but Ming Wuyou still couldn't believe it.

Wuzhi is so cold and aloof, Wuzhi is so arrogant, no matter how awkward she is, no matter how much she likes to communicate, she would never do such a thing.

Coincidentally, while Ming Wuyou was suspicious, a somewhat special collection fell from Wuzhi's arms.

"Wuzhi, you dropped something."

Ming Wuyou walked behind Wuzhi and was about to pick up the things that Wuzhi dropped, but the familiar thing made Ming Wuyou stunned.

"Um, Wuzhi, this one seems to be mine..."

Ming Wuyou raised his head, but Wuzhi had already disappeared. He looked down at the underwear that seemed to have been soaked countless times, and wondered whether he should pretend that he saw nothing.

Not long after, Ming Wuyou stopped thinking. The beautiful girl stole his personal belongings because she liked him too much. To be honest, this made Ming Wuyou a little vain.

After finding a few suitable clothes in the closet, Ming Wuyou walked towards the bathroom. Seeing that the bathroom door was not locked, he walked straight in. However, as soon as he walked in, Ming Wuyou's cognition was once again shocked.

The petite Wuzhi sat in the bathtub, holding her other piece of ## in both hands, with a very intoxicated expression on her face, like a drunk cat.

Seeing this scene, Ming Wuyou couldn't help but sigh at the power of [Magic Element] in his heart.

“Hmm~Hmm~Yeah!!!”

When she found Ming Wuyou standing at the door, the shy Wuzhi hurriedly dropped the collection in her hand, hugged her knees with her hands, and dived into the bathtub to escape the fact that she had been discovered by Ming Wuyou.

"I originally thought it was Yukino who did it, but I didn't expect... Kirie, you would actually do... something like this."

Ming Wuyou walked to the bathtub and finished off Wuzhi who was escaping without leaving any chance.

"Such a noble Wuzhi, such a pure Wuzhi, actually took my things and showed such an expression. Could it be that Wuzhi..."

"Stop talking!"

Unable to hold back her temper, Wuzhi jumped onto Ming Wuyou's body, her white thighs clamped Ming Wuyou's neck, her white hands tightly hugged Ming Wuyou's head, and the fragrance of roses blocked Ming Wuyou's mouth.

Wuzhi's hush money was very special. Ming Wuyou could no longer speak. He could only smell the fragrance of the roses and taste the wet flowers. He was tightly wrapped by Wuzhi's softest part, which felt unexpectedly good.

After a long time, Wuzhi, who had calmed down, let go of Ming Wuyou and stood in front of Ming Wuyou with his head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for the final judgment.

If it were the Wuzhi of the past, she would probably run away if she encountered this situation, but after doing such intimate things with Ming Wuyou at the dinner table yesterday, Wuzhi underwent some subtle changes.

Seeing that Wuzhi unexpectedly did not continue to be arrogant, Ming Wuyou no longer had the heart to tease her and carried Wuzhi into the bathtub.

The warm water just squeezed through his chest, Ming Wuyou leaned on the bathtub, holding the petite Wuzhi. Wuzhi's soft and slender body leaned in Ming Wuyou's arms, her hands hugging her knees, without any movement, allowing Ming Wuyou's hand to roam in the small corner.

"Very cute~ Wuzhi."

He whispered some cheesy words in Wuzhi's ear. Wuzhi, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a slight movement, but that was just the natural reaction of her unrestrained body. In fact, she still did not make any decent response.

Maybe she was worried about what Ming Wuyou would think of her, afraid that Ming Wuyou would think she was a nympho or a pervert, even though her behavior was no different from that of a nympho or a pervert.

"To be honest, I was a little scared at first. I didn't expect Wuzhi to do something like that. But when I think about it carefully, I'm still a little jealous. I'm right next to her, but Wuzhi is still obsessed with my things."

Hearing Ming Wuyou's words, Wuzhi's face turned shy. She wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. She could only respond to Ming Wuyou in this quiet way, hoping to avoid this extreme embarrassment.

Originally, she just wanted to be able to smell Ming Wuyou's scent while taking a shower, and then hide the collection, but because of extreme nervousness, she forgot to lock the door...

She was too proud to explain such a shameful thing to Ming Wuyou. Wuzhi didn't want Ming Wuyou to know that she had become a woman who was completely dependent on Ming Wuyou.

She would get angry if she saw Ming Wuyou communicating with other women, and she would be jealous if she saw Ming Wuyou bringing other women back home.