Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

Without asking any questions, he pulled the fabric to the side, made sure it was aligned, and then sat down in a crooked manner.

"Wait, we can't do this... Ouch."

"Mmm!"

Not only did Qiong feel uncomfortable, but 'March 7' in front of her also frowned slightly, and a ripple appeared on her calm face.

Fortunately, Qiong reacted in time and reached out to support the other's delicate little bottom, otherwise the situation would have been really bad.

As the five fingers gently sank into the soft spot, 'March 7's' face clearly showed displeasure, and seeing this, Qiong quickly spoke up.

"March, stop messing around. This is really uncomfortable. I was wrong. I shouldn't have teased you just now."

Qiong still thinks that March 7 was just pretending to be asleep, or that she woke him up. Anyway, she should apologize first.

"Hmm...then you do it!"

'March 7' didn't say much, just said a few words and put away the displeasure on his face, but he still looked a little unhappy.

Qiong felt somewhat helpless about this, but what could he do when he had started the conflict? If he had known that March 7th was deliberately putting Prey to sleep, he would have continued.

But it's too late to talk about that now. Let's focus on taking good care of the upcoming March 7th festival first.

Thinking of this, Qiong did not let go of the round, soft flesh she was holding with both hands, but gently squeezed it before finding the right angle to fully penetrate.

"Mmm!"

'March 7' sat on Qiong's waist, letting out a muffled groan as she felt something inside her body surging to its peak, causing her delicate body to tremble a few times.

This is the first time I've used this pose, since in previous March 7th events I've always been the weaker party, with Sora usually taking the lead.

Of course, this posture also has its advantages, namely, the feeling will be deeper. This is the first time I've had this feeling on March 7th.

"How strange, March seems particularly tense this year?"

Qiong keenly sensed something was wrong with the person in front of her. Upon hearing this, 'March 7' felt a little nervous, but still forced herself to speak.

"No, no! I was just angry!"

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, give me a kiss."

As Qiong spoke, she propped herself up, put one hand on Sanyue's lower back, and prepared to kiss her, but before she could get close, she was pushed against his chest with both hands.

"Today...not today, I...I didn't brush my teeth, maybe next time..."

'March 7's' expression turned a little strange, and her cheeks flushed unnaturally, but Qiong did not stop after hearing this.

"It's okay, our little March smells wonderful. Come on, give me a kiss~"

"I've already said no today, and that means no! You...you can kiss somewhere else!"

'March 7' forcibly turned her head away, and seeing how resistant she was, Qiong couldn't insist any further. She could only settle for second best and taste the pink strawberry pudding.

During the process of savoring the food, Qiong also observed that the 'March 7th' was both shy and enjoying herself, while pursing her lips, seemingly unwilling to make a few more noises.

This is even stranger. If it were the beginning of March, it would be normal, since she felt ashamed of being called that, and it would be terrible if someone heard it.

But after discovering that Qiong really liked hearing her call her that, and that it also had soundproofing capabilities, ensuring that no one else would find out, March Seven stopped worrying about it.

Now it feels like we've gone back to the first time. Besides, 'March 7th' can accept me going to that place, but doesn't accept kissing. What kind of strange bottom line is that?

Qiong felt something was strange, but didn't say anything. As he acted, the 'March 7th' in front of him gradually became more honest.

No longer trying to suppress it, she began to murmur softly, while simultaneously twisting her slender and powerful waist to match Qiong's movements.

Later on, seemingly because she felt that Qiong's movements were too slow, 'March 7' began to actively speed up herself.

Her long, snow-white legs rose and fell rapidly, and she was completely absorbed in the moment, a stark contrast to her usual self.

But Qiong didn't know what to say, because the massage felt really good. The last time she had seen this was with Natasha.

However, the 'March 7th' in front of him seemed to be able to control every muscle in his body more flexibly, so that Qiong could always be in a high-pressure environment.

"No, at this rate we'll lose to March!"

Chapter Ninety: The Care and Rehabilitation of Hei Qiqi, and its Doctrine

Out of consideration for face, Qiong usually chooses to let Sanyue go first, or both of them go together, but now things are obviously not going well.

"March seems to be even more intense than usual this year, but oh well..."

Qiong made a decision in her heart, suddenly reached out and grabbed 'March 7's' still moving body, regaining the initiative and starting to look for a base.

The other party was clearly not expected by Qiong to do this, and did not react for a moment. However, Qiong, who was already familiar with Sanyue's body, had already found the position.

"Wait, wait a minute...! Oh my god!"

The intense stimulation caused the previously calm 'March 7' to change her expression, while Qiong actually just slightly changed the angle, increasing the friction and pressure on a certain place.

But even this was not enough for 'March 7th' to bear, after all, that was all the experience she had. Her snow-white legs stretched straight out and became taut.

Her fair and translucent toes curled up, and she subconsciously increased the pressure in retaliation, which only excited Qiong even more.

"Stop, stop...don't do this...!"

Seeing that the previously defiant 'March 7' had now yielded, Qiong also eased her grip slightly and took the initiative.

He stood up and picked up 'March 7's' light body. The sudden feeling of floating made the other person subconsciously hug Qiong's neck tightly.

Her legs then wrapped tightly around Qiong's waist, making it easier for Qiong to hold her.

After realizing what had happened, she distanced herself a bit, and compared to her usual self in March, she seemed to lack a bit of shyness at this moment.

Although it wasn't necessarily a very relaxed situation.

"Ugh...put me down quickly!"

"No, this March is very strange, I have to figure it out."

"Hmm! What's strange about it? I've always been like this!"

'March 7' still tried his best to put on a tough appearance, and his acting was indeed very convincing, making it hard for people not to notice the flaws.

"Yes, but there are some differences."

As she spoke, Qiong squeezed the soft, rounded flesh in her hand again, then traced her delicate skin from the girl's lower back down to her neck.

"Hmph, all I said was to avoid letting you kiss me, didn't I? Now I agree, okay? Hmm!"

As soon as the words "March 7th" were spoken, Qiong's face suddenly came close, and a warm touch covered their lips.

Qiong's performance this time was extremely aggressive, even 'March 7' was having a hard time dealing with it, and she was unable to escape this position.

Finally, her pristine defenses were breached, and her delicate pink tongue was captured, left to be thoroughly dominated and teased by Qiong. They only separated after a long time.

"See? It won't be like this in March."

As Qiong spoke, she placed her palm on her pink cheek, and the intimate contact made 'March 7' lower her head and remain silent for a while.

"Hmm...! So this is how you confirm it? You bastard..."

The phrase "March 7th" is essentially a declaration of her intentions; she genuinely doesn't plan to continue acting, as it's become quite troublesome.

"So you're really not March?"

"Hmm, didn't you figure it out? I was originally planning to play along, but it seems I'll have to silence you now~"

At this moment, 'March 7' changed his attitude, and a dangerous smile appeared on his face.

She thought this would scare Qiong, but the result was beyond her expectations. Qiong first gently lifted the girl in her arms, and then suddenly put her down.

"Ugh...! You, you actually... Ooh oh oh oh...!"

Before she could finish speaking "March 7th", Qiong had already started moving, picking up the girl and putting her down again and again, giving her no chance to react at all.

The sudden stimulation caught 'March 7' completely off guard, leaving her mind blank for a moment, and she could only be forced to endure Qiong's exploitation.

But the secret passage that originally belonged to her, with its soft and tightly sealed walls, had now become somewhat accustomed to the presence of Qiong.

Therefore, even though Sora kept adjusting the direction of her attack and constantly assaulting her base, 'March 7' was not without a chance.

"Damn it... Don't even think about it... Ooooooo!"

But what March 7th never expected was that, seeing that she still wanted to resist, Qiong applied another force to her.

This force acted entirely on her senses, striking her mind and soul. The intense stimulation immediately made her tense up, and then she released her pent-up emotions.

And 'March 7th' completely lost her original composure; her calm face turned bright red, her eyes, which had lost their luster, rolled upwards violently, and her pink tongue...

He vomited in a controlled manner.

After feeling intense pressure, Qiong, who was already nearing his limit, could no longer hold back and simply unleashed all his power onto the territory of "March 7".

"No...not here...not allowed...oohhhhh!"

'March 7th' seemed to want to stop it, but the warm power that kept gathering in her body made her realize that it was too late.

As her once flat and smooth belly swelled slightly, 'March 7th' let her limbs hang limply, thinking that this should be enough.

Qiong did indeed leave first, and gently put her down on the bed. 'March 7' realized that something was wrong.

As expected, Qiong didn't keep 'March 7' waiting long. He grabbed her soft buttocks with both hands, lifted her up, and then pressed down on her.

Pfft pfft~!

The originally soft container was instinctively contracting to squeeze out the liquid inside, but it was pushed back in again.

Furthermore, due to Qiong's deliberate actions, the 'March 7th' stronghold was severely attacked again. Having just gone through a sensitive period, how could the latter withstand such pressure?

He immediately launched another stream of water at Qiong in dissatisfaction, but this time the counterattack was not as exaggerated as before, which made Qiong somewhat unhappy.

He reached out and patted the soft, white buttocks in front of him, leaving a faint red mark.

"Raise it higher! Did you hear me?"

"Um..."

March 7 was very dissatisfied. She originally did not intend to obey, but now she could not resist, and Qiong had also seized her weakness.

If she doesn't do it now, the other party will definitely keep exploiting her weaknesses.

Thinking of this, 'March 7' could only purse her lips and, somewhat dissatisfied, kneel on the bed with her weak knees, trying to raise herself as high as possible.

Qiong was very satisfied with this reaction. After adjusting the angle, it was indeed easier to sneak into the secret passage and carry out the occupation and invasion.

It's a pity we can't take advantage of the situation and bully the 'March 7th' stronghold.

With this in mind, Qiong has begun his siege once again. He mobilizes all his strength and tries his best to breach the gates of the 'March 7th' territory time and time again.

Force the other party to reopen the gate and allow his silver-white soldiers to invade the territory.

Chapter Ninety-One: *Snap!* Raise it higher, you hear me? (Referring to the cargo)

Although March 7th was not happy about this, her territory had already been conquered, and even her most private and central places were now filled with the people of Qiong.

Furthermore, Qiong is currently blocking the door to prevent those things from spilling out, making the situation extremely dangerous.

"This situation... Could this guy be trying to make March... Damn it, don't even think about it while I'm around!"

'March 7' gritted her teeth, thinking that although she couldn't resist now, she could prevent that kind of thing from happening.

Although the feeling of being full is a bit uncomfortable, the bottle is already full, and it would be a bit excessive to keep pouring more in, wouldn't it?

Thinking this to herself, 'March 7th' lay on the soft bed, supporting her body and trying her best to resist the pressure from the sky.

Especially the bottle opening that was being squeezed and bumped; if this continued, 'March 7th' felt like it was about to break down.

She's not usually this sensitive, and this is clearly Qiong's doing, as she's been trying to break through 'March 7th's' defenses.

After another round of charging, Qiong finally stopped for the time being. It was already full, and it would overflow no matter how much more she poured, so there was no need to.

'March 7' also thought she could rest for a while. She felt that her territory was about to dry up and would run out of water if this continued.

Thinking this to myself, I tried to relax my body and lie down for a nap, but as soon as my little bottom drooped down a bit, there was another 'smack'.

Qiong's slap landed on the girl's tender, round bottom again, causing her body to tense up once more, just like when she was slapped before, and she clenched her fists a little tighter.

“I didn’t say you could put it down. Raise it a little higher, did you hear me?”

"Ugh, you...you're going too far!"

'March 7' gritted his teeth and glared at Qiong with displeasure. Qiong was not afraid at all and instead slapped him again.

A slight pain accompanied by a burning sensation caused 'March 7th' to groan again, pressing her legs together even tighter.

"If you show even a little bit before I say it's okay, I'll make up for it double, understand?"

After saying this, seeing that 'March 7th' did not reply, Qiong patted her little bottom again.