Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

However, at that moment, the clinic door was knocked on again, and Seele's voice came from outside.

"Nata, are you there? I came back to get something."

I thought that since I locked the door this time, I wouldn't be disturbed, but I never expected that Seele would have a key and open the door from the outside.

"Qiong? Why are you here alone again? Where's Nata?"

Seele temporarily ignored why the door was locked from the inside, and instead focused her attention on Qiong, who was sitting sideways behind the table.

"Ahem, Natasha had to go out, so she asked me to help out at the clinic!"

"help?"

"Yes! Help me out, look at these..."

As she spoke, Qiong sat in her chair and turned around slightly, facing the desk in front of her. She even leaned forward a bit, making quite a bit of noise as she moved.

At the same time, she picked up some papers on the table, which were the prescriptions and schedules that Natasha usually wrote for her patients.

"Really?"

As Seele spoke, she walked over. Hearing the approaching footsteps, Natasha became increasingly nervous.

Fortunately, she was not discovered in the end. After Seele came to Joan's side, her attention was focused on the table and she did not notice her hiding under the table.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but her attention was still on Seele, afraid that she would be discovered in the next second.

However, she noticed something very interesting: when Seele came to observe Joan, she leaned in without any hesitation.

Although Seele usually doesn't seem to care about such things, Natasha knows that this child is much more thoughtful than others.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Qiong, like a bee, explores Natasha's flower heart.

Is it because of her close relationship with Qiong that Seele subconsciously overlooked this issue?

Natasha couldn't help but think this to herself, and kept muttering it to herself, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

Because Seele felt she couldn't see clearly enough, she moved even closer, and the soft pudding pressed against Qiong's shoulder.

However, Qiong seemed oblivious and continued talking to Seele, which immediately displeased Natasha.

Then she came up with a good idea. Natasha opened her pink lips and gently tugged at the corner of Xiao Qiong's clothes with her lips.

This slight movement caused Qiong's expression to suddenly change, so unusual that he subconsciously reached out to support Natasha's head.

This action naturally caught Seele's attention.

"What's wrong? You look strange. Is there something down there?"

Just as Seele was about to look down, Qiong reached out and held her cheek.

"It's nothing. By the way, Seele, didn't you come here to pick up something?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot."

After being reminded, Seele walked to the side. As for Natasha, she dared not move after being pressed down by Qiong's hand.

With the foreign object lodged in my throat, I carefully held my breath, both afraid of being discovered and inexplicably feeling a sense of excitement.

Meanwhile, Seele, who had walked to the side to get something, also glanced under the table and found that there was indeed nothing there.

"I've taken everything, so I'll head back now."

Before leaving, Seele made a point of saying something, and after confirming that Qiong really had no intention of keeping her, Seele couldn't help but feel strange.

Qiong's actions today made her feel that something was wrong.

Logically, with only two people present, Qiong would not have let her leave so easily. Could it be because of what happened this morning?

Seele couldn't come to a conclusion, so she simply left. After she left, Natasha reached out and patted Qiong's thigh hard.

"Hmm! Ha! Ha!"

"Are you alright, Nata? That was really close."

Qiong stared down at Natasha, who was still breathing heavily. What he said about the danger was true, after all, Qiong was not yet proficient in controlling his own sexual abilities.

If Seele had really seen it at close range, it would have been difficult to conceal it successfully, but fortunately, it ended without any serious incident.

"Hmm, but Seele and you seem to have a really good relationship."

After recovering, Natasha did not rush to get up, but continued to ask about what had just happened, such as Seele's actions.

"Yes, we are very good friends."

Qiong's candid answer only made Natasha doubt herself. Taking advantage of this moment, Qiong reached out and held Natasha's head again.

Without giving her any more time to think, he pressed down gently with his hand again. Helpless, Natasha could only continue to breathe in and out with her soft lips.

Her pink tongue carefully licked the patterns on the ice cream, as if trying to smooth them out completely.

Now that there were no more disturbances, Qiong felt better as she savored the experience more carefully, and Natasha got what she wanted.

She tilted her head back, then carefully opened her small mouth, her pink tongue holding a spoonful of milk like a tiny spoon.

After doing all this, she closed her pink lips, puffed out her cheeks, chewed a few times, and then made a slight gurgling sound in her throat before opening her mouth again to let Qiong confirm.

"That was great! Well then, you deserve a little reward."

Qiong reached out and cupped Natasha's cheeks, while her other hand slid down her neck, touching the soft pudding. Her fingertips gently closed, caressing the pale pink strawberry.

Natasha cooperated perfectly, kneeling on the chair with her long legs, and slowly sat in his lap facing Qiong.

A small hole was torn in the dark stockings, enough to allow entry. Qiong straightened her back without any hesitation and went straight inside.

"Mmm!"

Natasha sometimes couldn't understand how Qiong could maintain such energy when she had just exhausted her.

Is this what a young person's body is like? She can finally feel it now.

Qiong is like a bee that violently gathers nectar, repeatedly exploring the soft heart of the flower, while the owner of this flower field has always carefully maintained it.

Natasha had specifically emphasized the need to take good care of the flower field, but at this point, she was the one taking the initiative.

Every time she finishes maintaining the flower field, she feels exhausted from the work, to the point that her legs feel weak.

Fortunately, Qiong did not treat her badly in the end, and helped water Natasha's flower field, but this made the latter worried.

Looking at her slightly protruding belly, Natasha felt a little too weak to get up and could only continue in that position.

Qiong didn't mind at all; on the contrary, he quite liked it, sitting quietly and feeling the sensation brought by Natasha's breathing.

This unintentional contact, coupled with the constant, gently flowing warmth from above, truly created a unique sensation.

"Qiong, is this really okay?"

Natasha asked, gently stroking her protruding belly with her palm, not daring to press too hard, because she couldn't bear the stimulation right now.

"It's okay, nothing will happen."

Qiong personally comforted her, and Natasha was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, before realizing that Qiong came from another planet.

"Is it because people from different planets can't have offspring? Is this reproductive isolation?"

Obviously, that wasn't the reason, but since the result was about the same, Natasha felt relieved, though for some reason, she felt a little disappointed.

The train was always so quiet at night, since there weren't many passengers.

March 7th, who had just left the party carriage and was about to return to her room, suddenly felt something behind her and instinctively wanted to turn around.

But a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind, precisely trapping her two little pigeons.

"Ah ah!"

This action startled her so much that she instinctively raised her arm to retaliate. The other person also seemed to be startled, and while ducking to avoid it, they quickly made a sound.

"March, it's me!"

"Qiong?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, March 7 looked closely and realized it was indeed him. He immediately spoke up, not in a good mood.

"Why did you suddenly appear, and like that... You startled me! Huh? Wait! What are you going to do now?! Don't, don't suck like that... I haven't showered yet!"

March 7th blushed and spoke somewhat flusteredly. Just as she raised her arm, Qiong seized the opportunity to press her face close to hers.

"What does it matter? March smells wonderful."

"Even if you say that, wait, don't tear my clothes, don't, don't lick... even so, go back to your room!"

Chapter 76 March 7th: I just washed my hair today!

March 7th was forced to raise one arm, her tone filled with shame and indignation as she tried to stop Qiong's actions, but under Qiong's pleading words, she ultimately gave in.

"Just, just for a little while, hurry up! What if we get caught..."

As they were talking, footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the corridor. Hearing this, March 7 was startled.

Without thinking twice, he hurriedly pushed Qiong away, and she obediently stood aside.

The two separated by a distance. March 7th still looked a little uneasy, her cheeks flushed, and she was holding the arm she had just raised, as if trying to hide something.

"It's Qiong who's back, and Sanyue too. What are you doing here?"

Himeko looked at the two of them with a smile. Facing Himeko, March Seven became much more nervous, like a teenage girl who was worried about her parents finding out about her relationship.

"N-nothing, we were just chatting and planning..."

"We're planning to go back to the room and play games together, right? In March?"

As Qiong spoke, she came to March 7's side, one hand behind her back, and went to the upper edge of her skirt, to that soft, round little spot.

"Um! No, that's right, we were just about to go back to our room to discuss it, including going out together tomorrow..."

"Oh, I see. But why is your face so red, March? Are you feeling unwell?"

Himeko nodded, and after noticing March's unusual behavior, she spoke with concern, which the latter, of course, could not admit.

"No! It's just... a bit hot, haha. By the way, Himeko, if there's nothing else, we'll be going now. Let's go."

March 7th looked at Qiong beside her, took his arm, and walked straight to her room.

"That's really strange! But as companions on future adventures, it's good to communicate more."

Although Himeko still had doubts, she didn't think too much about it. After glancing at March's door, she left.

Meanwhile, inside the room, March 7th breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Himeko had left and that nothing unusual had happened.

Then she turned her head and glared angrily at Qiong beside her, her little lips pouting as if she were very kissable.

March 7th seemed to have noticed that Sora was getting close, but she wasn't afraid at all. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Was it my fault that I was cute?

But then she came up with another idea: even if the other party wasn't afraid of her in this state, there would always be a time when the other party would be afraid.

March 7th had already figured out how to teach Qiong a lesson, and was just waiting for her to speak up. And things did indeed turn out exactly as she had imagined.

This time, March was so cooperative, even taking the initiative to let him sit on the edge of the bed, which surprised Qiong somewhat.

However, he didn't think much of it. But March 7, who was pursing his lips, suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Oh, Qiong, when did you change your perfume? No, do you usually wear perfume?"

March 7th gently twitched her nose a few times, discovering an unfamiliar scent mixed with a familiar one, and she immediately raised her head in confusion.

With half of his view obscured, he stared at Qiong, and upon hearing his words, the latter was immediately startled.

No way, I clearly took a shower when I got back!

Thinking this to himself, Qiong remained outwardly calm and coughed lightly twice.

"It's probably a new shower gel."

"Oh……"

March 7th nodded blankly, her nose accidentally touching the ground, and at that moment an idea suddenly popped into her mind.

"Idiot, he's obviously cheating on me!"

"Huh?"

"what happened?"

"Qiong, I think I just heard someone say that you cheated on your partner."

Hearing March say that, Qiong almost choked.

"Ugh...cough cough! H-how could that be? No way, I love Little March the most." (Everyone loves her the same way)