Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

"It seems so... Don't wake him up."

Although her skills aren't top-notch, Kiana is quite familiar with some basic massage techniques—she originally learned them to use on Mei, but seven or eight years have passed (she learned them during her time at St. Freya), and she hasn't had the chance to practice them on Mei yet.

So Kiana's first demonstration of her massage skills was given to Lu Mo.

Watching Lu Mo sleep soundly in her arms with his eyes closed, Kiana gently smoothed the wrinkles between his brows with her thumb, her fingertips gleaming with a soft, silvery light. Moonlight energy seeped into his skin with her movement, dispelling the day's fatigue like morning mist. The girl suddenly leaned closer, her nose almost touching the corner of the boy's lips, the scent of lilies emanating from her breath weaving a transparent cocoon between them.

"Then let him get some rest."

Rita read a kind of affection on Kiana's face.

And she could also feel it on her face.

Chapter 30 Do you recognize this formation?

"Um... I am..." Dinner had only just passed, and even though Lu Mo fell asleep under Kiana's massage, he couldn't sleep for long.

When he opened his eyes, he vaguely thought he was still on Kiana's lap, until he heard the rustling of fabric beside him—Rita's silk nightgown was gently rubbing against Kiana's sheer nightgown, creating a tender chord in the quiet night.

The large bed, spacious enough to sleep seven or eight people, was occupied by three people for the first time today.

Both Rita and Kiana were propped up on the bed with one hand, seemingly admiring their own sleeping appearance before he woke up.

"You guys brought me back?"

No, it wasn't moved back; Kiana probably used spatial abilities to send herself back!

"Well, I didn't want to disturb your rest."

Kiana's fingertips, like ice crystals melting in the moonlight, gently brushed against his earlobe. Only then did Lu Mo realize that he was placed in the center of the large bed, with Rita and Kiana on either side, their four legs like silk woven from moonlight, wrapping around his legs in exquisite geometric patterns.

"Then, can you explain what position we're in right now?"

Lu Mo hesitated for a moment.

"Just bring me back, then bring me back. What does this gesture mean?"

But then they saw Rita and Kiana's four legs intertwined, "clamped" between Lu Mo's legs.

The two women each used their beautiful feet to clamp one of his thighs, while also placing their feet together.

Kiana's toes curled playfully, hooking around his calves, the touch like a lily stem trembling in the morning dew; Rita gently pressed her arch against his knee, the rustling sound of her stockings against his skin like lily of the valley petals whispering in the breeze.

As the girls simultaneously tightened their feet, he felt his legs being gently enveloped by a tide of moonlight and lily of the valley, and his heartbeat grew clearer in the tranquil morning light.

Kiana suddenly nudged his inner thigh with her knee, the pressure just right to make him feel a sense of pressure. Rita then slid her arch along his shinbone, the sensation like silk brushing against harp strings.

Then Rita gently shook his toes with the soles of her feet. Kiana, not to be outdone, arched her knees, letting Lu Mo's thighs sink into her even fuller, warmer, and more elastic flesh.

"Your body is stiff?" Noticing Lu Mo's reaction, the two continued to lift their legs without hesitation, stacking all six thighs of the three people together, so that Lu Mo could only feel the softness surrounding his lower body.

Lu Mo suddenly realized he was lying in some kind of gentle trap. Rita's body temperature was like the melting snow of a stream, while Kiana's was like honey warmed by the sun; the two completely different sensations intertwined between his legs. The girls' breathing became clearer in the stillness, and each rise and fall of Kiana's chest brushed against his arm, like lilies trembling in the wind.

But his stiffness lasted only a moment.

Although he was enjoying the ultimate warmth and softness, Lu Mo did not continue to panic. Instead, he slipped his fingers under the two of them and held their delicate hands tightly, making their position even closer.

Lu Mo's fingertips suddenly slipped between their intertwined knees, encircling her slender waist. This action startled countless moonlight-condensed butterflies, which fluttered among their entwined limbs. Kiana's hair fell onto his collarbone, carrying the sweet scent of lily nectar; Rita's fingertips touched his Adam's apple, the cool touch spreading along her nerves.

"Hmm~ Don't think you can easily manipulate me."

Lu Mo narrowed his eyes, his fingers slowly tracing patterns on the waists of the two women, while Kiana and Rita completely relaxed their bodies to provide Lu Mo with even more benefits.

Noticing Lu Mo's movements, the two women, in perfect unison, completely relaxed their bodies, like vines stretching out in spring, offering him even more intimacy without reservation. Their fingers, as soft as feathers, gently pressed against Lu Mo's chest, each touch carrying a subtle rhythm, as if playing a silent melody in his heart.

At this moment, Kiana and Rita's faces had adopted a delicate and vulnerable demeanor. Kiana's eyes were lowered, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a lily wet with morning dew, making her appear endearing; Rita bit her lip slightly, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, like a shy lily of the valley under the moonlight. As masters of facial expression management, switching between these expressions so effortlessly and perfectly presenting the persona they wanted to show Lu Mo was nothing more than a familiar daily routine for them. Every gesture exuded gentleness and charm, enveloping him in a gentle embrace.

"But don't make me sound like a bully."

Although the two people's expressions were very cooperative in satisfying Lu Mo's "needs," to be honest, Lu Mo, now turned into a child, was completely unconvincing in his flirting.

"Then, do you expect us to kneel in reverence?"

Kiana, sensing Lu Mo's boldness, tapped his chin with her finger.

"Or rather, are we here to serve you?"

Rita's description was bolder; even with her in charge of maintaining political order in the Huang Empire, it didn't prevent her from having heard about these events.

As she spoke, Kiana let out a soft chuckle and gently traced Lu Mo's lips with her fingers.

"Gulu, you might as well just kill me!"

Lu Mo reluctantly withdrew his hand and covered his face.

Although this action looks even cuter when the person transforms into a teenager, their youthful innocence makes it even more endearing.

"Alright, Captain, I'm just kidding. Go out and enjoy the night for a bit, then we'll go back to sleep together later~"

Kiana's voice was as clear as moonlight, and her expression became natural and mature, highlighting a refined sweetness.

As she spoke, Kiana relaxed her body, and with just a little effort from Lu Mo, she could break free from their embrace.

"By the way, where's your sister?"

Lu Mo felt subtly guilty.

It was already a bit unreasonable for him to take both wives out while leaving his "sister-in-law" to look after the house, but now it seems that even the "captain" has made "Chongchong forget her sister"!

Won't this make my sister-in-law unhappy?

"Don't worry, my sister is still playing next door. After all, it's the 2020s now, not the 2000s that my sister remembers."

No matter which world it is, times are constantly changing, and the "future" will never bore young Kiana.

Chapter 31 Charging with the ball is against the rules!

"Then, shall I prepare some drinks for the night?"

Rita's snow-white hair slid down the silk pillow, her fingertips brushing against the ruffles of her lace nightgown, releasing the warm scent of sandalwood incense that lingered between the fibers. The folds of her silk robe outlined a graceful curve at her waist and back. She shifted slightly in a languid pose, then elegantly and swiftly left the room.

Before long, he returned to his room with three cups of hot drinks.

The character of Prime Minister Rita is based on the "owner of the refrigerator," so she also uses a little trick to keep hot drinks from getting too hot.

"It's really nice that you guys are so harmonious after just one day."

Lu Mo took a sip of his hot drink and looked up at the moonlight on the horizon with a satisfied expression.

"After all, I have long been prepared to be a concubine."

Although she was the prime minister of a country, in Rita's heart, she was just a maidservant who accompanied her in her dowry.

How could a maidservant who comes with a dowry compete with the first wife for favor?

"It doesn't matter if it's small or big, we're all one family."

Kiana also took a sip of Rita's hot drink.

The sweet taste that flowed between her lips and tongue made her mind even clearer.

Under the moonlight, Kiana's half-open nightgown revealed one shoulder, making her skin appear even more alluring and captivating. The moonlight danced across the neckline of her half-open nightgown, slicing her snow-white skin into interwoven shadows of light and shadow, like lilies.

"But things won't be so easy afterward."

"That depends on your skill, Captain."

The girl's fingertips lightly tapped the rim of his cup, the clear sound of the porcelain clinking turning into shimmering lights in the moonlight. As their cups gently touched in the moonlight, Lu Mo seemed to hear the sound of stars colliding.

"Besides, if you can't manage the relationships within your harem, then you might as well give your harem to me, and you can be my harem."

Kiana continued to enjoy the aroma of acacia blossoms in her cup, a faint smile playing on her lips.

It wasn't that she had her eye on the captain's harem; she just found this kind of provocation more interesting.

"You think beautiful!"

Lu Mo rolled his eyes slightly, then continued to enjoy the leisurely comfort of the moonlight on his body.

"Let's not talk about that now. It would be better to change my body back first."

Lu Mo shook his porcelain cup, signaling Kiana to first return her body to its normal state.

While this form can evoke a greater sense of accomplishment and satisfaction when Kiana and the others show their vulnerable side, it lacks power when it comes to serious romantic relationships.

"What about developing new forms?"

"Delusion!" This makes it sound like I'm using a different persona to pick up girls, which really damages my personal rating!

I feel like Kiana has become more and more mischievous and unrestrained since coming to this world. Did she get too bored on the moon?

"Okay, Captain, you're so stingy!"

Kiana took a mouthful of acacia nectar, casually conjured a silver spoon, and slowly stirred it in the cup.

"You've really gotten hooked on this!"

As expected, a suitable job is beneficial to Kiana, otherwise, who knows how much she would have developed these skill sets!

It's not impossible that one day she might suddenly decide to use the Herrscher of the Void's powers to do manual labor.

The Herrscher of Life and Death has been turned into a plastic surgery tool by this girl!

"Huh?!"

Qi Maomao tried to avoid the question by acting cute.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Lu Mo stretched helplessly, his gaze continuing to sweep over Kiana's perfect proportions.

"Ahem, Rita, while it's good for everyone to get along, you shouldn't be so arrogant if you're going to sneak away."

As Kiana and Lu Mo chatted, she leaned forward slightly, gently pressing her ample breasts against the cold balcony railing. Her delicate skin pressed against the rough surface of the railing, outlining a striking curve. Her silk nightgown shimmered softly in the moonlight, swaying gently with her movements.

It was obvious that she intended to charge at someone with the ball.

A sly glint in her eyes, every movement precise, as if she were measuring the distance between herself and Lu Mo. Her skirt swayed gently with each step as she cautiously snaked her way towards Lu Mo, like a nimble snake stealthily approaching its prey.

"Really? Miss Kiana doesn't seem to have said anything about not being able to do that, does she?"

The moment her ample bosom pressed against the boy's back through her nightgown, Kiana's pupils constricted to pinpoints. Moonlight cast two coin-sized spots of light in front of Rita, and as she moved, these silver spots rhythmically pressed against Lu Mo's shoulder blades. Suddenly, the Prime Minister rested her chin on the boy's shoulder, her tongue lightly licking his earlobe.

"If Lady Kiana wants to, she can definitely get involved."

Rita wasn't exactly provoking Kiana, but she definitely felt a surge of unease.

We really can't give a creature like "Rita" any chance!

They really went after the snake!

"Alright, Rita, stop fooling around!"

When Lu Mo's fingertips touched Rita's wrist, it was as if he had touched silk soaked in an icy spring. The cool sensation made him freeze for a moment.

He then gently pushed away the fingers resting on his shoulder. The touch was like parting the petals of a lily covered in morning dew. Rita's fingertips, using the force, slid down the back of his hand, leaving a silvery trail on his skin.

Lu Mo's voice was hoarse from the early morning. The Prime Minister's arch cleverly hooked around his ankle, the touch like silk brushing against harp strings. He took a half step forward, and in the instant he lost his balance, Kiana's thigh suddenly came across his knee.

Kiana's instinctive movement caused him to bump into Kiana's warm embrace.

Lu Mo buried the tip of his nose in the hollow of Kiana's collarbone, where the temperature was higher than elsewhere, like glycogen melted by the sun, glowing with an amber halo under the moonlight.

"I'm not joking, you know~ This kind of interaction with the captain is a necessary part of it~"

Okay, Kiana isn't the only one who's been holding back for too long; Rita is someone who's been wanting to give out perks for ages.

"Such simple benefits are too boring."

Lu Mo impatiently left a palm print on Rita's Mid-Autumn Festival, which elicited an exaggerated cry of pain from Rita, followed by an even more delicate whimper.

She even moved her body in unison, her movements, though constricted by the fabric, creating breathtaking arcs. Something pinkish slowly spread with her breaths.

Clearly, this was within her expectations.

"So, Captain, what would you like to do?"

Have you ever heard of "Dou Dizhu" (a card game)?

Chapter 32 The card player doesn't choose a partner, not even when playing Dou Dizhu!

"To seven!"

"Pair of eight!"

"Yes, J!"