Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

"Yes, Clara will do it!"

Clara nodded as she spoke, her obedient demeanor making Qiong feel excited once again.

So, while Clara was closing the opening with her hands, trying to preserve it as much as possible, he picked her up again.

"Hmm! Big brother is going to... again?"

Clara clearly sensed something and immediately understood.

Clara was leaning against Qiong's chest when he gently lifted her up. The feeling of her feet leaving the ground initially made her a little flustered.

But holding her hands gave her a sense of security, and the feeling of being completely exposed made Clara feel a little excited, and her pink toes curled up slightly.

The entrance, which was originally closed, was now being used to preserve the people of Qiong. However, due to the large number of them, they were unable to escape Clara's territory all at once.

Clara sensed this too; she wanted to keep those things, but couldn't now, so she could only plug them up.

Qiong was naturally happy to help, and he once again lent his large plug, which was much larger than the normal opening, to little Clara.

The little girl looked very happy, her soft, cherry-blossom-colored lips slightly parted to welcome the plug that Qiong had lent her.

However, due to the position, it was difficult for Qiong to move the plug any further up, so she hugged Clara's legs tightly and gently slammed her down.

"Mmm!"

Clara let out a muffled groan, and the familiar feeling of fullness returned. This time, the process went smoothly, and she swallowed it without much effort.

Perhaps it was related to Clara's weight, and this time, because her feet couldn't touch the ground, Clara became even more nervous while floating in mid-air.

The stimulation was also different from before. In addition to the tight feeling of being wrapped up, Clara also tilted her head up slightly, somewhat absentmindedly.

Seeing Clara's upturned face, Qiong suddenly lowered her head and kissed her. This action made Clara, who had been lost in thought, narrow her eyes and immediately come back to her senses.

Her soft lips were pressed tightly against Qiong's, and her other lips were also pressed tightly against Qiong's.

Come to think of it, this seems to be their first kiss, right?

After this idea came to her, Clara became even more serious. She carefully extended her pink tongue to touch the dome, while the dome on the other side began to explore again.

Since it needs to be cleaned, the inside needs to be wiped clean. However, for areas that fingers cannot reach, a longer tool is needed to help.

"I really like Clara."

"Ugh... Big brother... Why at a time like this... Ugh!"

"Clara, all you need to do now is answer: Does Clara like me too? Are you happy now?"

As she spoke, Qiong rested her face on the girl's shoulder, seemingly wanting to hear Clara's answer more clearly, while continuing to press Clara relentlessly.

"Hmm...! Clara likes big brother too, Clara feels very happy right now! Ah~!"

After a shy silence, Clara suddenly spoke up excitedly, her emotions surging like a tidal wave.

Hmm, it seems to be more than just a resemblance; at least Qiong did indeed sense that emotional current belonging to Clara again.

Clara, who had just finished speaking, had a rosy complexion, and the little pigeon in front of her was rising and falling gently, looking somewhat tired.

At this moment, Qiong reached out and touched Clara's slightly bulging belly. Taking advantage of the trend, he filled that pure little space again.

However, the plug obviously can't be left indefinitely, since Qiong still has a use for it. Clara understands this as well, and also knows that this is not a non-renewable resource.

However, Qiong also considered the waste issue that Clara had worried about, so he asked Clara to hold it with both hands.

"Clara, get ready!"

"Ok!"

Clara nodded nervously, and Qiong, seeing this, reached out and gently pressed down, as easily as squeezing the cream inside a cream puff.

"Ooh ooh ooh~!"

Clara's belly quickly returned to its flat state, and she was so excited that her legs trembled and her eyes rolled back as if she was about to faint.

Fortunately, Qiong caught her in time, preventing Clara from losing her balance and falling. At the same time, she did not forget the task Qiong had given her.

Looking at the milk filling her palm, Clara subconsciously swallowed, glanced cautiously at Qiong, and then held her hands up to her eyes.

"Glug glug...!"

Chapter 88 Clara, be careful to smooth out the wrinkles! (Referring to the wrinkles on the clothes)

After drinking some, Clara deliberately held some in her mouth, then looked at Qiong, tilting her head back so she could better open her lips.

Clara closed her mouth again only after confirming that Sora had finished looking at it, just like displaying a prize she had just tasted.

"Gurgle."

With a gentle gurgle in her throat, she opened her mouth again, and her pink tongue came out, proving that she wasn't a picky eater.

"Clara...has...already drunk it all!"

Clara was a little embarrassed at first when she was told to do this, but when she thought that there were only two of them there and that she was facing Sora, she did as she was told.

"Clara did a great job. I'll leave the cleaning to Clara as well."

As she spoke, Qiong reached out and touched Clara, who was kneeling in front of her, and smoothed her white hair.

Clara naturally understood what Sora meant. Looking at Sora, whose nose was just touching hers, she carefully reached out to help clean her nose.

The little hands gently grasped it, the soft palms pressed tightly against it, and slowly wiped it back and forth.

Meanwhile, to clean it more thoroughly, Clara carefully brought her face close, pursed her lips slightly, and licked it with her little tongue as if eating ice cream.

"Clara should be careful when cleaning, as some crevices are easy to miss."

Qiong gently stroked Clara's little head, and the latter obediently nodded, using her soft tongue.

Clara carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the outer layer, just like she was tidying up clothes, to make it easier to clean.

After the cleaning was finally completed, Clara ate a lot more.

"Gurgle...hiccup...uh!"

Clara covered her mouth in embarrassment at the sounds her body instinctively made, but Qiong didn't care.

After drying Clara's hair, I carried her back to bed, as she was quite tired after exercising for so long.

"Big brother, do you want to sleep with Clara?"

Clara had changed into her pajamas, but her originally pure and lovely body had become even more charming because of it.

I never expected Clara's pajamas to be so cute; the subtle, alluring beauty is just the best.

Qiong didn't refuse. It was still early, so he could rest a little longer and crawled into bed.

The bed was warm and cozy, with a faint, sweet fragrance unique to young girls, especially on Clara.

Qiong held Clara's delicate body in his arms, unable to resist burying his face in her white hair, and gently sniffed it. The scent was truly wonderful.

Clara, nestled in his arms, felt very at ease. After such an exhausting experience, she couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep, a faint smile on her lips.

"Clara's current affection level is 80% (as long as it doesn't violate the principles, you can make any request)."

(I've written so much about Clara without even realizing it)

After such a long day, as night fell, Qiong returned to the train once again.

However, before he could go find March 7, Himeko stopped him.

"Qiong, you're back just in time. I don't know where they all went in March. Would you like to try my freshly brewed coffee?"

Himeko wore a gentle smile, but her hand had somehow already grabbed his arm. Although she didn't use much force, Sora didn't dare to break free.

Ah, no wonder I didn't see a single person in the train hall after I got back; they were all hiding!

"Um, um... Himeko-neechan, I just got back, am I a little..."

"You must be thirsty, right? Here, don't be shy, have a taste."

As Himeko spoke, she handed over a cup of coffee. Looking at the dark brown color in the cup, Sora swallowed hard, not even daring to inhale.

He knew he couldn't escape this calamity, so he had no choice but to fight, since he wouldn't die anyway!

With this in mind, Qiong didn't reach out to take it, but instead put the rim of the cup directly into her mouth. Seeing this, Himeko was stunned at first, but then she tilted her hand in coordination.

Qiong first took a small sip, thinking that it would be good to just pass out like this, but to her surprise,

My taste buds weren't devastated, and the coffee wasn't as bitter as I'd imagined; on the contrary, it was quite mellow and fragrant.

"What's wrong? You seem so surprised. Although you don't like the coffee I drink, I do occasionally brew some that suits your taste."

Himeko smiled as she spoke, and Sora felt a little embarrassed upon hearing her words. Then, Himeko handed the coffee cup over again.

"So, would you like to drink more?"

"Drink! Of course I'll drink! I love Himeko-neechan's coffee the most!"

As Qiong spoke, she took the coffee cup and began to savor it. Upon hearing this, Himeko suddenly seemed to remember something and chuckled softly.

"Hehe, really? Since you like it so much, Qiong, then I'll have to trouble you next time I'm researching new flavors."

"Ugh! Cough cough..."

These words almost made Sora choke. Seeing this, Himeko was not surprised, and her smile widened.

"What's wrong? Why are you so agitated all of a sudden? Is something the problem?"

"No! Of course not! Helping Himeko-neechan taste the new coffee is no problem, but... if possible, I'd like to taste it like we did before."

"That just now...? Hmm! You mean..."

Himeko gazed at Sora's face, hesitated briefly, and then recalled the way she had fed Sora coffee with a cup earlier, which was the only way the latter could think of to survive.

"That's right, I think only in that way can we better appreciate Himeko-neechan's coffee, which is full of love!"

Qiong spoke very seriously, and as he expected, Himeko blushed upon hearing this, seemingly not expecting it at all.

Seeing this, Qiong breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although he could block out some of his senses, Himeko's creative coffee was completely harmful to his body!

However, just when Kyō thought everything was fine and the matter would be over, Himeko unexpectedly nodded.

"Hmm, what you said makes some sense. If you'd like, let's do it this way next time. I hope you'll like it then."

After saying this, Himeko took the coffee cup from Sora's hand, and with a 'clack-clack-clack' sound in her high heels, quickly left the scene.

Qiong stood there, stunned.

"Is this Himeko-neechan's revenge for teasing me earlier?"

This thought lingered for a short while before Qiong dismissed it. In any case, since she had already agreed, she couldn't refuse.

Anyway, that's not something to worry about right now. Let's go find March 7th first. It's getting late, and I need to rest later.

Chapter 89 The Strange 'March 7th'

However, when she returned to March 7's room, she did not see the other person. Qiong did not think much of it and turned back to her own room.

Sure enough, the blankets on the bed were bulging, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be March 7th fast asleep.

It seemed that she had fallen asleep because she hadn't waited for him and was too tired. Qiong gazed at Xiao Sanyue's beautiful sleeping face and kissed her on the forehead.

But then, for some unknown reason, the sleeping March 7th suddenly raised its fair hand and slapped it across his face.

Seeing this, Qiong reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist, not with much force, seemingly just a subconscious reaction.

But whether it was just her imagination or not, Qiong felt as if she heard March 7 let out a slightly regretful sigh, even though the other person was clearly fast asleep.

However, it cannot be ruled out that March 7th's acting skills suddenly improved, and he deliberately pretended to be asleep to tease himself.

So, Qiong, who had originally planned to just take a nap, began to explore and grope her way into March 7's pajamas.

Occasionally, you can squeeze the bun to savor its soft texture, or explore and stir the deep tunnel.

The results showed that March was indeed asleep, otherwise, the way Qiong kept pausing from time to time, deliberately making her uncomfortable, would have been a mistake.

He must have made March open his eyes and beat him up a long time ago, but that didn't happen. Qiong doesn't think March can endure to that extent. Besides, if we're being honest, his acting is too good.

So it seems that what happened just now was really just an accident. Thinking of this, Qiong simply stopped making a move. He was already very satisfied with today and there was no need to wake up the sleeping Xiao Sanyue.

Disturbing someone's sleep is very impolite. Even if March 7th, who is awake, doesn't say anything, he will definitely be a little unhappy.

To Qiong's surprise, just as he withdrew his hand and before he could even dry his fingertips, Sanyue beside him suddenly opened her eyes.

"March? You're awake?"

Qiong's tone was somewhat uncertain, because March 7th seemed a bit off at this moment. Although she looked about the same, there was a change in her temperament and eyes.

March 7th didn't respond much, just gave a faint "hmm" and then climbed on top of him.