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

But it's still too early.

I haven't been able to sleep at all since then.

"It's been a while since I exercised before bed, how about..."

"Forget it, Dudu is in such a low mood today, let's not talk to her."

Aono first thought of the little cook, and then drifted to the several anime-style female NPCs who were sitting idle in the empty rooms of the dormitory.

There seems to be an unopened, beautiful young female high school girl among them...

After a break, I've started to find NPCs, whom I wasn't interested in before, quite interesting now.

Not long after the special training began, the young cook went back to live in the dormitory.

Sex is physically and mentally taxing, and too much of it can even be harmful to your health.

Aono doesn't know any dual cultivation methods, so he definitely has to give up this during the special training period.

On the contrary, there's nothing to worry about with the little cook.

As long as she wasn't subjected to the same intense treatment from Aono as the first night, she was hardly affected; in fact, her complexion would be even better.

Just as Aono was hesitating about taking action, there was a knock on the door.

He snapped out of his thoughts, too lazy to get up, and said directly, "Come in, the door isn't locked."

53. Coco Hekmedya

"Mr. Aono."

Before the door was fully open, Coco threw herself into Aono's arms.

A pair of slender arms hooked around his neck, and she clung to Qingye, whispering a word close to his ear.

Aono put one arm around her waist and used the other hand to close the door.

My hand slid over her slender waist beneath the oversized white shirt, and I could feel her body temperature through the thin fabric.

The scent of shampoo and perfume wafted through my nose; it wasn't overpowering, but it was alluring enough.

Coco took a half step back, and her carefully made-up look was fully seen by Aono.

Her silver hair was casually tied into a bun at the back of her head, with a few stray strands falling on the back of her neck, making her snow-white neck appear even more slender.

A large white shirt hung loosely over her body, its neckline wide open, revealing the skin on her neck and shoulders.

The hem of her shirt just barely covered her hip line, swaying slightly with her steps, revealing glimpses of her upper thighs.

She wore thin black stockings that gleamed faintly under the light.

Her calves, encased in stockings, were long and straight, with slender ankles. Her bare feet trod on the wooden floor, each step almost silent.

This casual, homey style of dressing, yet subtly suggestive, is Coco's forte and her most natural way of dressing.

Because she genuinely likes to dress like this.

Of course, black stockings are an exception.

This was specially made for Aono to wear.

Aono has never concealed his fantasies in this regard.

Unlike before, now whether it's black stockings, beautiful legs, or jade feet, it's considered normal XP.

Moreover, whether in NPC form or after recruitment, with the blessing of extraordinary power, Coco and the others have always been in their smoothest and most perfect state.

Once thoroughly cleaned, it is an absolutely top-quality food that is safe to eat.

Therefore, Aono used and consumed it even more recklessly.

The silver-haired mature woman's posture, coupled with her deliberate exposure, made Aono's throat tighten.

Coco smiled and snuggled into Aono's arms again.

"Mr. Aono, you promised me last time that you would make it up to me~"

She is gentle and tender, obedient and considerate, and can act cute and coquettish, which is a stark contrast to her usual shrewd and decisive, crazy and beautiful image.

Even though he knew Coco was acting, Aono still fell for it.

Any normal man would fall for this.

The sense of conquest and accomplishment is more powerful than any aphrodisiac.

Aono has always been a man of his word, and his promises are as good as his bond.

He was determined to teach Coco everything he knew tonight.

Perfect, I don't have to worry about whether or not to use NPCs to kill time anymore.

He wrapped his arms around Coco's slightly cool body, then suddenly reached out and cupped the back of her head, lowering his head to kiss her.

A soft moan escaped from Coco's throat as Qingye captured her lips in his mouth, pulling her into his arms and pressing her against his strong chest through her thin white shirt.

The shirt fabric was so thin that she could clearly feel the curve of Aono's muscles under his pajamas, and the gradually hardening heat pressing against her lower abdomen.

Aono's hand slid from the back of her neck to her back, the heat of his palm making Coco tremble slightly.

Her fingers gripped the collar of his pajamas, and she stood on tiptoe to press herself against it more forcefully, cooperating with Aono's plundering.

The tip of her tongue pried open Coco's teeth and probed into her warm mouth.

The silver-haired mature woman's small tongue was soft and moist, like a startled little fish. It first retracted, then tentatively came forward, its tip lightly touching Aono's tongue.

Without any hesitation, Qingye took Koko's lower lip into his mouth and gently rubbed it with his teeth, hearing a soft moan escape from her nose.

After tasting it to his heart's content, Aono slowly released his mouth.

He looked down at the silver-haired older woman in his arms.

Those sexy red lips were slightly swollen and glistening with moisture.

Those beautiful, gem-like indigo eyes were now veiled in mist.

Aono pinched Coco's smooth chin, his thumb brushing against a drop of saliva that had spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"I'll compensate you right now."

He bent down, put one arm around Coco's back, and scooped her up by the knees with the other, lifting her up horizontally in his arms.

Coco instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, and the hem of her wide white shirt slid open, revealing a section of her fair thigh covered by black stockings.

"Mr. Aono, I'm very light, you can hold me however you like."

The silver-haired mature woman buried her face in Qingye's neck, her lips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against his Adam's apple, her voice muffled at her collarbone, becoming softer and sweeter.

Aono strode to the bedside and threw her onto the soft double bed.

The mattress bounced twice, and Coco fell backward, her knees naturally sliding outward to reveal a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings.

The collar of the white shirt was askew to one side, revealing a rounded shoulder and delicate collarbone.

She propped herself up on her elbows, looked up at him, her eyes filled with deliberate anticipation and nervousness, and her eyes were moist.

Aono stood on the edge of the bed, looking down at Koko.

Her legs are really long and thin.

From the upper thigh to the ankle, the black stockings accentuated the smooth and flowing lines of the legs.

The stockings reflected light slightly at the knees, and the curves of the calves were even and soft.

When the two legs are together, there is a shallow gap on the inside of the thighs. The stockings are slightly tightened at the edge of the thighs, leaving a faint mark.

This body is long and slender, and very tall.

She has very fair skin and a flat chest, but she has a pair of legs that can make men fantasize.

The sexiest thing about Coco isn't her face, but her legs.

Every time Aono saw those legs, only one thought popped into his mind.

Set them up, hoist them onto your shoulders, and watch them hang taut, trembling, and limply in the air.

Qingye sat on the edge of the bed, just about to take off his pajamas, when Koko, who was lying down, immediately got up and knelt behind him.

Aono paused, then lowered his hand.

The silver-haired mature woman's slender fingers deftly replaced Aono's fingers, skillfully unbuttoning his pajamas.

My fingertips slid down from the back of his neck to his waist, and with each coin I untied, the heel of my hand gently brushed against his back muscles.

He took off his pajamas, revealing his muscular upper body.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and well-defined back muscles without an ounce of excess fat.

Over time, the hideous scar on his chest has faded considerably.

Coco's gaze slid from his shoulder to his waist, and she swallowed involuntarily.

The force with which Aono pinned her down, the feeling of her being filled...

Looking into Aono's dark, deep eyes and his handsome, angular face, the silver-haired older woman quietly squeezed her legs together.

Aono turned around, pushed her back onto the bed, and separated Coco's legs, which were pressed together, with his knees.

He slipped one hand inside her shirt, placed his palm on her flat stomach, and slowly pushed upwards until his fingertips touched the slight bulge in her chest.

Coco is very thin, with a flat chest, so she doesn't even need to wear a bra.

She wasn't wearing anything today.

Because she had previously discovered that Aono had little interest in her lingerie.

The skin beneath the shirt was smooth and warm, with two slightly erect, pink nipples forming small bumps on the fabric.

He pinched one of the grains and gently rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger.

The silver-haired mature woman trembled, biting her lower lip and letting out a muffled groan.

Although her chest was flat, this area was quite sensitive.

"Well...Mr. Aono..."

Coco gasped, her fingers gripping the bed sheet beneath her.

Aono didn't give her much time to adjust, pulling out her fingers and taking off her loose pajama pants.

As her pajama bottoms slipped down, Coco's eyelids twitched.

Aono was wearing nothing underneath his pajama pants, and that exaggeratedly hot holy sword instantly sprang out.

It was already hard, with veins bulging, swollen and shiny.

If a normal man's penis is about the size that can be barely held in one hand, then the length and girth of this thing are simply not what a human body should be like.

Moreover, every time Coco sees it, it seems to be more upscale than the last time she saw it, as if it is still growing.

Her feeling was right.

As his level increased and with various bonuses, Aono's physical potential continued to grow as it was developed.

Outwardly, this manifests as near-perfection in all aspects of the body, including, of course, the most important part: one's best friend.

At this moment, it held its head high, with a drop of clear sap slightly seeping from its tip.

Even before it was fully erect, Coco felt her throat tighten.

"come over."

Aono grasped the base and beckoned to her.

The silver-haired mature woman knelt down and moved between his legs, lowering her eyelids and her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently touched the drop of clear liquid, tasting the unique flavor of Aono.

Then, skillfully opening her little mouth, she held the magic ball at the bottom with both hands and put Xiao Qingye into her mouth.

Her ventriloquism skills have improved considerably since last time.

The tip of the tongue first circled the head, then the mouth wrapped tightly around the body and slowly swallowed.

His cheeks sank slightly due to the suction, and the soft flesh inside his mouth was squeezed, the warm and moist sensation making Aono let out a satisfied sigh.

Coco sensed his reaction and wrapped her tongue even more vigorously.

Her head moved back and forth, her lips pressed tightly together, and each time she withdrew, she made a soft "pop" sound.