Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

"Boss," Pado's legs slid directly across the floor, her knees scraping against the floor with a soft "sizzle." The practiced movement made Lu Mo's eyelids twitch, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily—this girl's coquettish manner was truly masterful. He pursed his lips, swallowing back the retort that was on the tip of his tongue, and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table twice.

"Five meals a day plus a luxurious, well-lit villa, and this amount of gems every month, on the condition that you're available whenever I call and I can pet you however I want." Lu Mo pulled out his phone from his pocket, scrolled through the photos of gems in his album, turned the screen brightness to maximum, and waved it in front of Pado's nose. A faint smile played on his lips, like a hunter luring a small animal.

Little Paddo, little Paddo, you should worry more about your bottom. These gems are indeed yours, but they might fill your belly, my lovely little Paddo.

Are you able to eat it?

"This—" Pado's eyes widened instantly, her pupils locking onto the gem on the screen. Her mouth formed a small "O," and saliva condensed into a glistening thread at the corner of her lips. Her tail swung uncontrollably behind her, its fluffy tip brushing against the floor with a "rustling" sound, clearly stunned by the generous offer.

"Unlimited mackerel, one tuna every three days, and one vacation per month. Is that enough?" Lu Mo chuckled inwardly as he looked at Pado's dazed expression, his voice carrying a deliberate gentleness, as if he were coaxing a greedy little kitten.

The kitten doesn't know that there really is such a thing as a free lunch, but the price for that lunch is drinking all the milk that comes with it.

"This is too much!" Pado's fingers twisted the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning pale, and the tip of her tail curled into a small circle nervously. Her eyes darted back and forth between Lu Mo and her phone, her eyelashes blinking rapidly, clearly calculating in her mind—her greedy nature made her want to agree immediately, yet she also hoped that the other party could offer more benefits.

Just a little more, just a little more!!!

"Isn't that enough? I can't afford a cruise ship if you want, but I can give you a piece of land, how about a beach of tens of thousands of square meters? If that's not enough, I'll just rent you a stall under the overpass." Lu Mo spread his hands, making a helpless gesture.

He stared at Pado's gradually brightening eyes, then suddenly changed the subject, adding a touch of teasing, "If you're still not satisfied, then Pado, you'll just have to fend for yourself!"

Clearly, Lu Mo had set the bottom line. If Pado didn't behave, she would go from being a pampered cat to a stray cat that he would bully in the street.

Then Lu Moke will come out strong, and Pado will probably end up with nothing left, even her underwear—a truly tragic situation!

"I do! I, Pado, have wandered for half my life!" Before Pado could finish speaking, she knelt down with a "thud," her knees hitting the floor with a dull thud. She clasped her hands together above her head, her forehead almost touching the ground, her tail wagging wildly, creating a gust of wind that rustled the pages of the books on the table. Her voice sounded somewhat like a sob, yet it was filled with joy, as if she had finally found her Canaan in this life.

"Alright, alright, this is just a reward for your previous efforts. Miss Pado has already done a fantastic job!" Lu Mo bent down and supported Pado under her armpits, lifting her up with his arms, his palms touching the soft downy hair on her waist. His fingers unconsciously rubbed against her, and suddenly he remembered something, his fingertips gently releasing a trace of pheromones, a thick and powerful aura spreading in the air.

"Ah!" Pado's nose twitched, and she suddenly sneezed, her brows furrowing slightly. She looked up at Lu Mo, her eyes somewhat dazed, but this was quickly washed away by the wonderful life that was about to begin—it was the first time she had been so close to a man, and her heart was pounding like a drum, but she had no mind to delve into the unfamiliar presence that had suddenly appeared.

That faint scent, carried by her breath, entered her nostrils, leaving a shallow imprint on her mind. Padofilis shook her head, her tail tip still twitching excitedly—unaware that from this moment on, something was quietly changing.

Having undergone cosmetic surgery, the effects of smell on her are several times stronger than on a normal person. Once she becomes immersed in this smell, she will truly just be a "little kitten".

Chapter 155 Lu Mo's Perverse Pleasures! What the heck is a pool table?

Arranging accommodation for Pado was not a difficult task for them.

Furthermore, if we only consider merit, other people from previous civilizations who were resurrected would also receive corresponding honors and arrangements.

"Looks like we're in for some fun now." Kiana winked at Lu Mo, a broad smile on her face.

While Pado's achievements and courage are certainly commendable, Lu Mo will not refrain from taking action against her for that reason.

Padofelis will eventually become his plaything.

"And taking down Pado would be a very easy thing."

"However, before that, we still need to continue our interaction tonight!"

"Which teacher or classmate are you going to make a move on tonight?"

Besides Rita, which other concubines will we be enjoying today?

"That's for the daytime. We'll have plenty of fun at night! We need at least one activity every night!"

Kiana is very confident about the program arranged for tonight. It will definitely showcase the charm of each member of the harem.

"night?"

"Yes, every night, we'll arrange a special party that everyone, even those you didn't push, can participate in, and it'll be really fun!"

"Then, can I create the program?"

Lu Mo bit Kiana's lips hard and gave her a domineering kiss.

"Of course!" In fact, if Lu Mo didn't take the initiative, things would be less interesting.

"Since that's the case, then let's do it this way, and that way!"

Lu Mo bit Kiana's ear and carefully explained his thoughts to her.

"Pervert~ As expected of you~"

Kiana patted Lu Mo on the back.

Although Lu Mo's ideas were perverse, she did not reject them.

After all, the "basement" that Kiana and the others arranged in St. Freya was used for this purpose.

Soon, the group, having finished their meal, arrived at the "basement".

"It's been a long time, Durandal."

Lu Mo waved to Yulandel, who looked embarrassed when she saw him.

"It's been a long time, Captain."

To be honest, there was a slightly awkwardness between the two of them.

After all, Durandal had also seen the whole picture from God's perspective, and in her current situation, she was indeed not in the right.

"As for Kiana... I'll try to think of a way for you." To be honest, Lu Mo's feelings for Durandal were a little lacking, and the veteran player had indeed lost some goodwill towards Durandal because of her actions, but he would still help her out no matter what.

It's a pity Otto died cleanly, otherwise we would have to whip his corpse again.

In any case, Otto is no different from a human trafficker in this matter.

"Thank you, but I'm also trying to make up for my mistakes."

Although Chongchong is trying hard to correct history and solve these problems, the mistakes she made cannot be denied.

After becoming fully aware of this, she spent the rest of her time making amends for her mistakes.

"As long as you've tried your best, that's enough." Durandal's sense of morality is beyond doubt, but her serious flaw is that she knows the facts but not the reasons behind many things.

Otto's educational approach lacks a core element: "stepping on the ground."

Durandal may not be afraid of getting herself covered in mud, but she still doesn't understand what it feels like to actually step into a mud pit and climb out of it.

Lu Mo patted Youlandel on the shoulder.

As the important matter was finished, Durandal's expression became slightly troubled.

In a sense, she could be considered the most innocent one in Lu Mo's harem, and in this situation, she was indeed somewhat at a loss.

"Anyway, I'll put in more effort in that area." After hesitating for a few seconds, Durandal fled the scene.

"It's clear that you're the one who needs to mediate this." Kiana looked at Durandal's figure and naturally leaned forward to intertwine her fingers with Lu Mo's.

"Well, on the bright side, at least it hasn't reached the point of no return."

If this were to affect the development between Kiana and Maria next door, that would be terrible!

"The main thing is that I still have a say."

After all, he still has some influence with Kiana.

Chongchong and her father-in-law were completely outmatched by Zhenqi.

"Okay, so please, my darling, it's all up to you to help me repair my family relationships—if you'd like, you could try relying on that."

Chongchong pointed to Lu Mo's key area.

If all else fails, the only option is to accelerate the older sister's growth and use that method to improve the relationship between the two.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The show you're looking for is already there~"

Durandal's quick escape was also for the crucial performance to come.

Six tall Valkyries were fixed to the table, some kneeling, some leaning forward in alluring poses with their backs to the table, and some even tied upside down.

Durandal, Rita, Himeko (a vigilante from Canghai City, commonly known as the young Himeko, the real Himeko Murata), Mei, and Bronya—the six of them were bound in clothes that accentuated their figures.

If we were to find a common point among the six of them, it would be that there is a noticeable spot facing the corner of the table.

Then there's a device on the table that slightly pushes their bodies apart.

For example, Himeko with her breasts exposed will position her chest directly opposite the hole in the table, with the hole positioned directly below her chest. This way, the ball won't be blocked from entering the table.

"I have to say, you really know how to play the game."

This was Lu Mo's mischievous idea.

Valkyrie Pool Table.

The six concubines each take on the role of a hole on the pool table, and manually retrieve the ball after it is hit.

"Then who is my opponent? Is it you, Kiana?"

"I'm sorry, no! Captain, don't let your defeat make you cry."

Kiana pointed to Fu Hua, who had changed into a tuxedo, and both of them could feel the aura of a strong person emanating from Fu Hua.

"Would Fu Hua take revenge for personal reasons?" Lu Mo thought to himself.

Although Fu Hua herself should theoretically not care about these details, the six Valkyries who are currently tied up all have amazing figures.

It's hard to say where the ball will hit after Fu Hua's shot.

Damn it, I can't wait! I really want Fu Hua to get angry and make her target the others.

That scene would be absolutely wonderful!!!

It's decided, ladies. Don't blame me for being sorry when it officially starts!

Chapter 156 You're most likely to get "bumped" while playing billiards.

"Oh, so Seele is in charge after all!" Seele carried a tray and placed all the billiard balls on the table. Her waist swayed gently with her steps, and the lines of her legs, which had been mostly hidden under her skirt since becoming the Herrscher of Life and Death, were faintly visible under the light.

In this scene, the swaying of Seele's waist and below was very conspicuous, making Lu Mo's throat bob and his index finger unconsciously tap lightly on the table.

Xi'er, jokingly said to have absorbed all the nutrients from the orphanage, was still slightly inferior to her seniors. She was currently dressed in a captivating high-slit croupier outfit, the black fabric tightly hugging her fleshy buttocks, creating an arc as she bent over. Lu Mo's gaze was glued to Xi'er's little bottom, unable to look away for a long time, until Xi'er put down the tray, at which point he suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Ahem...Mind your manners, Captain." Fu Hua coughed lightly and tapped her fingers lightly on the pool table. Even if Seele's figure was indeed good, it was still a bit impolite for Lu Mo to stare at her so directly.

She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness, and couldn't help but speak up to remind Lu Mo of his greedy and somewhat greasy appearance.

"Fu Hua, you still haven't gotten used to it," Lu Mo said with a mischievous smile, his fingers deliberately pressing uncontrollably against Fu Hua's back.

His fingertips touched the soft texture, and he couldn't help but gently squeeze it—and to be honest, Fu Hua's curves in this area were just as good as anyone else's, and the feel was surprisingly good.

The lack of obvious curves in the upper body does not mean that there are none in the legs. Lu Mo's palm gently caressed Fu Hua's soft flesh, feeling its elastic texture.

The tapered waistline accentuated the curves of her hips. Lu Mo's thumb gently rubbed the fabric beneath his palm, feeling Fu Hua's waist sway slightly. The belt buckle on the suit pants diggered painfully against his knuckles, but it couldn't outweigh the warm touch from his fingertips.

Her ear tips were already bright red, and from the side, her eyelashes were fluttering rapidly like butterfly wings, but she bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

Fu Hua's body tensed instantly, and her waist instinctively tried to pull back, but Lu Mo held her tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.

Feeling Lu Mo's unruly hands, Fu Hua's expression changed slightly, and the tips of her ears instantly turned bright red. She bit her lip, trying to twist and break free from Lu Mo's groping hands. She gripped Lu Mo's wrists tightly with both hands, but couldn't pry them open no matter what she did. She could only look at him with accusing eyes.

"What's wrong with me touching my wife?!"

Although she had been pampered by him during their date at the museum, Fu Hua reverted to her old-fashioned personality after the pampering ended, and began to feel slightly resistant to Lu Mo's various unruly behaviors.

However, it is precisely because of this that Fu Hua is so deserving of affection.

Even if she's rigid, she'll still indulge herself; that's the charm of Fu Hua.

The only thing that I found objectionable was that Fu Hua's trembling body was taut under his suit trousers, and when I pressed my palm against it, I could feel his tailbone quivering slightly, like some kind of silent protest.

As Lu Mo spoke, he grabbed Fu Hua's chest, his fingertips gently touching her skin through the fabric.

He then deftly hooked his fingertips around the hem of her tuxedo and pulled it open, causing the garment to flare open. He then bent down and unbuttoned her shirt, his knuckles brushing against the skin below her beautiful long neck.

“That’s more like it, Fu Hua.” Lu Mo’s voice carried a hint of triumphant lightness. His gaze swept over Fu Hua’s slightly heaving chest, but he didn’t do anything further. He simply let her body no longer be completely covered by her formal attire, leaving her light-colored shirt half-open, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Nothing more unexpected happened; it was like a woman playing the pipa, half-concealing her face.

He chuckled and put his hand back where it was, his palm resting on Fu Hua's waist, his fingertips caressing her delicate skin, feeling the warmth and softness beneath his fingertips.

Fu Hua let out a soft hum from her nose, the last syllable of which had a slight upward curve. There was no anger in her voice; instead, it seemed as if she was helpless in the face of Lu Mo's actions. Her eyelashes cast small shadows under her eyes, and her gaze flickered slightly.

"Alright, let's get ready to break." Lu Mo took a step forward, his legs almost touching Fu Hua's knees, and leaned forward to indicate that Fu Hua could break. His gaze fell on the neatly arranged colored balls on the pool table.

"Wrist close to the table, right hand perpendicular to the ground, center of gravity stable, chin on the cue." Lu Mo watched Fu Hua's standard posture. Her back was straight, her wrist was taut, and her chin was gently resting on the cue. This posture made her figure appear exceptionally slender under her half-open shirt, with her waistline gently tapering inward.

After all, in this position, Fu Hua's figure, which wasn't particularly eye-catching to begin with, could still show some charm. Lu Mo looked at the color showing through her shirt collar, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he felt a surge of desire to tease her.

In layman's terms, Lu Mo had only been bullying Fu Hua a moment ago, but now he was pressed against her, his chest almost touching her back, and his warm breath gently brushing against the skin of the back of her neck.

This position allowed him to "bump into" Fu Hua anytime, anywhere. Lu Mo deliberately leaned his body forward again, pressing his abdomen against Fu Hua's lower back, feeling the slight stiffness in her body.

"So close," Fu Hua's voice was a little muffled. Even though they had already had so much intimate contact, the faint smell of tobacco and masculinity on Lu Mo's body still made her fingers loosen their grip on the cue stick, and the tip of the cue stick dangled above the white ball.

"What, trying to just give up and surrender? Can you even start the game like this?" Lu Mo chuckled into Fu Hua's ear, his voice full of teasing. He smiled mischievously, his gaze fixed on Fu Hua's slightly reddened ear tips.