A single-player post-apocalyptic game, but with an all-female teammate mod.

"For example, in extreme heat, your abilities can also be very useful."

Seeing the brightening eyes in Xiaochun, he continued to encourage her: "Don't underestimate yourself. Even if we don't talk about the temperature control ability, your network technology is also very important. Once Asagi has built up the network system, it will be your turn to shine."

Aono spoke frankly and truthfully about the matter at hand.

Xiao Chuchun sensed that he genuinely meant it, and that it wasn't just empty words of comfort; the gloom in her heart vanished.

She nodded vigorously, clenched her little fist, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Okay! I understand, Aono-nii!"

"Then I'll head back now, so I won't disturb you and Sister Ying any longer!"

"It won't bother you. If Chuchun wants, we can go together."

At this moment, Ying suddenly blurted out a sentence, which made Chu Chun, who was teasing the two of them, blush deeply.

After Chuchun ran away with a blush on her face, Qingye looked at Ying and laughed, "Ying, you've already called for reinforcements after just one night?"

The purple-haired mature woman nodded seriously, "I don't want to sleep until noon again tomorrow..."

Qingye laughed.

Who would have thought that the composed and aloof mature woman in front of me was such a shy and demure girl in bed yesterday?

Looking at the beauty mark at the corner of Ying's eye, his thoughts drifted back to the moment when the two of them were at loggerheads last night.

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…………

Aono's large hand, which had been wandering over Ying's lower abdomen, slid down along her flat stomach without any hesitation.

It slid effortlessly into the already soaked white fabric.

Upon touching the skin, it felt warm and smooth, leaving the lower abdomen flat and firm. Further down, the skin was smooth, clean, and completely spotless.

The finest white tiger steamed buns were already covered in mud.

Aono's fingers, like those of an experienced explorer, precisely located the entrance.

Instead of immediately going deeper, he used the pad of his middle finger to draw circles with light pressure.

"Mmm... Ah..."

Ying's body instantly tensed into a bow, her legs instinctively clamped together tighter, and the sounds coming from her mouth became fragmented.

She felt like she was floating on clouds, or like she was about to fall into an abyss; the numb and itchy sensation was driving her crazy.

Aono could feel every tremor in her body. He grinned mischievously and quickened the pace of his finger circles.

At the same time, his index finger began to flick and scrape back and forth on those two soft lips.

The internal and external stimuli caused the purple-haired mature woman to abandon her ability to think.

"No... I can't... Husband... I want to..."

Before she could finish speaking, Aono suddenly pressed down slightly with his middle finger, then sharply hooked it upwards.

"what--!"

This decisive blow completely shattered Shadow's last line of defense.

She let out a high-pitched and sharp cry, her body convulsing violently, and a surge of scalding warmth instantly engulfed Aono's fingers.

She was completely exhausted, as limp as a lump of mud.

Only then did Qingye release his grip with satisfaction, letting the delicate body in his arms go limp.

Looking at the purple-haired mature woman in his arms, who was still twitching slightly and had a flushed face, Aono smiled broadly.

Won.

After winning, it's time for the next step!

Aono gripped Ying's rounded shoulders with his large hand and gently turned her upper body around, making her lie on her back.

Because her lower body was still in a side-lying, clamped position, her waist was forced to twist at an exaggerated angle.

"hiss……"

Aono couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

The flexibility of her waist is absolutely amazing!

In such a contorted posture, her slender waist looked so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken with the slightest force, yet it was full of amazing elasticity and resilience.

This pose perfectly showcases Ying's body curves.

She lay on her back, her large, snow-white breasts, which were held up by her high vest, stood proudly, rising and falling violently with her rapid breathing.

He lay on his side, his round and perky buttocks fully exposed, his thighs tightly pressed together, and the muddy white cloth stuck to his lower abdomen.

This half-concealed, half-reluctant scene is a hundred times more stimulating than full nudity!

Aono could no longer resist. He leaned down, his nose almost touching hers, and his warm, aggressive breath sprayed onto Ying's burning hot face without reservation.

Then his large hand reached directly into the gap between the two of them, grabbed the soaking wet white panties that had already completed their mission, and gently pulled them down.

It then slid down her long, straight thigh to her ankle.

The last shred of cover has vanished.

Her perfect, mature, and alluring body was thus displayed before Aono's eyes without reservation.

Aono adjusted his posture, letting the purple-haired mature woman lie on her back in front of him, her fair and delicate body between his legs, enveloped in his strong physique.

"hiss……"

Aono gasped in shock at the breathtaking scenery.

So beautiful!

It's simply a beautiful work of art!

He could no longer restrain himself, grabbed her knees with both hands, spread her two fair and tender thighs wide apart, and placed them on his sides.

Then, straighten your back and prepare to strike.

"Ah...it's so hot..."

Shadow gasped and instinctively tried to close her legs, but was blocked by Aono's strong body.

She was so nervous that her whole body tensed up, and her small hands gripped the bed sheet tightly beneath her.

"Don't be afraid, relax, I'll be gentle."

Aono leaned down and gently kissed her lips, silencing all her gasps and nervousness.

At the same time, gradually increase the force.

Little by little, it firmly pushed aside that tight barrier.

"Well--!"

Ying's eyes widened suddenly, her brows furrowed tightly, and she let out a painful, unbearable groan.

Aono sensed the obvious barrier and a strong desire to conquer welled up within him.

This feeling of being a first-timer is incomparable to any other experience.

The reaction of the shadow in his arms at this moment was so real, so pure, completely instinctive, and unadorned.

This psychological satisfaction far surpassed physical pleasure, giving him an unprecedented sense of excitement and control.

He stopped what he was doing and didn't rush to go any further, but patiently waited for her to adjust.

He then slowly lowered his head, gently kissed her cheek, and softly stroked her sweaty hair, whispering comforting words in her ear.

"Just bear with it, it'll be over soon... Relax, take a deep breath..."

In the room, only the slight creaking of the bed and the increasingly rapid breathing of the two people could be heard.

The moonlight outside the window shone through the gap in the curtains, casting two overlapping, blurry shadows on the wall.

Sometimes they embrace tightly, sometimes they separate and stretch out, much like a silent dance.

Shadow's toes were pointed straight, her calf muscles were taut, and with each gentle approach of Qingye, her body would involuntarily arch upwards and then fall back down helplessly.

Her face was as red as a ripe apple, and sweat soaked the stray hairs at her temples, which clung tightly to her cheeks.

Aono's kiss slid from her forehead, across the tip of her nose, and finally rested on her slightly parted lips, gentle and lingering.

Under Aono's gentle and patient advances, the inexperienced purple-haired older sister gradually relaxed.

The discomfort gradually subsided, replaced by a sense of fulfillment and an unusual tingling sensation that I had never experienced before.

She began to unconsciously sway her waist, matching Aono's rhythm, and let out soft moans.

The sheets were crumpled from her gripping, her fingernails digging deep into them.

As Aono explored, her body would tremble as if she were being electrocuted, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist, her toes pointed straight, as if she wanted to completely merge herself into his body.

"Ah... um... my husband..."

Her voice grew louder and sweeter, like a tamed kitten purring contentedly.

The creaking of the bed frame became more and more rapid and louder.

Shadow's consciousness also became blurred, leaving only the most primal physical pleasure.

After countless times.

Ying's body was completely exhausted, and she lay limp on the bed like a lump of mud, only able to breathe rapidly.

No matter what Aono was doing, she was no longer able to respond.

At that moment, Aono's waist suddenly sank, his thigh muscles tensed instantly, and he remained in a stiff posture for more than ten seconds.

At that moment, it was as if time had stood still.

Cool!

Aono trembled slightly; it felt so good.

A full bottle of champagne bursts forth with a bang, releasing countless bubbles!

Shadow's body arched suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

She felt her body being completely penetrated and filled by an unprecedented force; the unfamiliar yet intense impact left her mind blank.

The feeling of being filled for the first time was so shocking, so...shameful.

Aono knew that at this moment, every inch of this demonic beauty was imbued with his aura, and this was the only time she truly belonged to him.

call!

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay heavily on top of her, his heavy breathing echoing in Ying's ears.

Aono held her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

"Shadow, you are a natural beauty."

Aono whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse.

He lay on top of the purple-haired mature woman, feeling her soft and warm body, and felt a sense of satisfaction.

After resting for a while, he gently kissed the top of her head before slowly getting up.

The fan opened her eyes groggily, her gaze still somewhat unfocused, her face flushed, and her body limp as a puddle of water.

After the afterglow faded, Aono pointed to the marks on his body.

"Shadow, help me clean this up."

The purple-haired mature woman's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck.

She was so ashamed that she wanted to run away immediately, and stammered, "Husband, this... is so dirty."

"dirty?"

Aono raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly playful.

He suddenly leaned down and, without any hesitation, gently rubbed his hand against her flushed, beautiful face.

"Now, your face is dirty too."

Then, he gently touched her slightly parted cherry lips.