Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

There was no need to agree to such a shameful bet. As he grew more and more depressed, Black Tower had already taken action. At least for now, they couldn't afford to lose.

Black Tower gazed at the dome before him, reached out and gently touched the wet, sticky feeling, then withdrew his hand in disgust before looking up at the dome.

"Can't you go take a shower first?"

"It's actually very clean, but if Ms. Black Tower can't accept it..."

"Hmm... never mind, it's not a big deal, umm!"

Without much hesitation, Hei Ta took a bite under Qiong's watchful gaze. Upon seeing this, Qiong was startled and quickly reached out to grab her gray-purple hair.

"Hmm? Mmm! (What are you doing? Let go!)"

Black Tower's speech was somewhat unclear, because Qiong was holding her hair tightly, and she couldn't even step back to say a word.

Instead, because of her eagerness, she subconsciously tried to push Qiong out with her tongue, but instead, her soft, pink tongue rubbed against it hard.

"Well, I just wanted to remind Ms. Black Tower that you shouldn't use your teeth when eating; you should use your tongue and mouth to savor the food slowly."

"Hmph! (Of course I know that!)"

Black Tower gave a soft hum, her delicate, rosy face revealing her shyness. She knew that this was naturally thanks to Number 108.

And as expected of a true genius, after only one experience with remote control, Black Tower was able to precisely avoid his own white and smooth teeth.

Holding the ice cream carefully in both hands, she gently swayed it while awkwardly trying to savor it with her pink lips and soft tongue, transferring the warm sensation in her mouth.

The plan was to slowly melt the ice cream and win as quickly as possible, but Qiong was not so easy to deal with.

Seeing how serious Heita was, Qiong reached out and gently patted her head. Naturally, Heita was somewhat displeased with this gesture.

But she didn't say much, letting Qiong play with her hair, after all, she was still working hard for victory.

"That won't do! If you want to get out... you have to do it this way!"

As she spoke, Qiong suddenly cupped the Black Tower's head in her hands and then took a half-step forward!

"Ooh o ...

Chapter 128 Black Tower - Hmm... No, how can I let this brat... Hmm!

Feeling the warmth in Black Tower's mouth, Qiong comfortably shook her head with both hands, and even in the face of such a sudden action, she skillfully avoided the teeth.

Qiong was very satisfied with this. The frequency of shaking decreased a bit, but it was still obvious that she could feel the warmth of the Black Tower's tongue.

You need to bend your head slightly to fully feel the Black Tower's presence!

"Ugh! Oh, uh-huh! (You little brat! Can't you be a little gentler? My throat, my throat hurts so much!)"

Black Tower sounded very dissatisfied, but at that moment her little nose was pressed against Qiong's lower abdomen, and her nasal cavity and throat were filled with Qiong's scent.

This feeling made her head spin, and she lost the ability to think normally. She could only obediently cooperate with Qiong's actions, nodding and sticking out her tongue repeatedly.

At this moment, her pink little tongue was a little numb from licking the ice cream so casually, and Black Tower's eyes rolled slightly upwards, completely oblivious to it.

The familiar sensation stimulated Black Tower's senses. Her kneeling, snow-white legs were slightly pressed together, gently caressing along with a portion of the washed bed sheet.

The same sensation was unbearable for the Black Tower, which finally couldn't help but open the gate and release water, releasing a large amount of drinking water.

The sheets where she was lying, along with a large area around them, had darkened in color, clearly indicating that they had been completely soaked.

"Eee~ Mmmmmmmmm!!!"

The soft, chubby little dumpling in front of Black Tower trembled slightly, eager to breathe deeply, but because of Qiong, she was still unconsciously eating.

The forceful inhalation only yielded a small amount of air containing the scent of the sky, but this action caused the latter to suddenly grit his teeth.

Without waiting for a moment, he grabbed the black tower's gray-purple hair tightly, stopped shaking it, and forcefully fixed her head against his abdomen.

"Hmm? Ughhhhh! (What...what is this? The taste is so...sweet!!)"

Black Tower's eyes rolled upwards abruptly, a gentle touch washing over her throat, as if to burn the mark on the sky, making Black Tower remember this taste.

"Glug glug! Mmm! Cough cough cough! Ha... ha ah..."

Finally released by Qiong, the panting Black Tower supported herself with her hands, half-lying down, dry heaving and coughing, her delicate cheeks flushed.

Because she had just been completely immobilized by Qiong, she was forced to swallow it all, leaving her throat feeling sticky.

"How about we call this a draw?"

After Black Tower finally recovered, she looked up at Qiong, a movement that inevitably caused her forehead to bump into him again.

The strange sensation made him pause slightly, but remembering that he had already eaten the other's food, Black Tower simply turned his head to the side.

She looked up at the sky with great anxiety, after all, it was the Black Tower that had given up first, and the latter had considered it for a moment upon hearing this.

"Is that so? Okay then~"

Seeing that Qiong had agreed, Heita breathed a slight sigh of relief, but before she could think further, her slender legs were suddenly lifted up.

"It seems that Lady Black Tower is ready as well; she's already all wet."

"Hmm... Hmph, it's just an instinctive reaction. And you little brat, stop staring like that!"

Black Tower maintained a defiant demeanor verbally, a stark contrast to her current appearance; her flushed cheeks betrayed her inner shame.

Like a fresh, pink flower in the early morning, covered with dewdrops, Qiong carefully reached out and touched the tender, pink petals.

"Um…!"

The feeling of having a stranger touch this precious treasure for the first time stirred up strange emotions within Black Tower, making him increasingly nervous.

"Ms. Black Tower, if you're using your legs too much force, it will get tiring for me to hold you up. Why don't you carry yourself?"

Upon hearing Qiong's words, Heita hesitated for a moment before choosing to wrap her arms around her tender thighs and actively support herself in the open position.

Seeing this, Qiong couldn't help but admire the expression on Heita's face for a while longer. The latter naturally noticed it as well, but under these circumstances, she couldn't support looking at Qiong directly.

This was too humiliating. How could she, a dignified woman from the Black Tower, have ever suffered such disgrace? She couldn't help but feel indignant.

"If you don't start now... I'll consider myself the winner!"

Black Tower didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, because if things continued like this, she might really break down psychologically first.

"Especially those guys on the side... they actually had to stand there and watch!"

Of course, the Black Tower didn't mean for these little Black Towers to join in, at least not at this time, but never mind.

Qiong didn't continue teasing Black Tower; after all, she had to save face for this genius, right? Of course, "saving face" only meant delaying things a little.

He simply lowered his head slightly and touched the pink strawberry with his fingertips, and Black Tower trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing its adorable appearance, Qiong slowly bent down and began to savor it. The soft and chewy texture made him hesitant to touch it too forcefully.

You have to use your tongue to slowly lick it, savoring this little cake with its unique Black Tower style, which is different from the completely tasteless drinking water of Little Black Tower.

"You, how could you... Oh oh oh soo~ Eee oh oh oh soo!!"

Before Heita could finish speaking, Qiong pushed the limits of her tasting. It was no wonder she reacted this way, suddenly having her carefully guarded secret tunnel explored in such a way.

What Black Tower found most unbearable was that she could clearly feel that Qiong's tongue was restless when she tasted it.

No matter what, Qiong has far more experience in this area than Heita. She should be more adept at how to move her tongue to lick when savoring the food.

"Hmm... If this continues, we'll really lose, won't we? Then I'll really become like that brat... No! Absolutely not!"

Black Tower used its wisdom to quickly figure out how to break the current situation, and now all it can do is try to draw again.

"If we just make this kid comfortable there, it should be fine, right?"

Although she didn't know exactly what to do, she understood one thing: no matter what, it was just physical contact.

As long as you are gentle when touching it and use soft surfaces to bring more comfort, there shouldn't be any problems.

Black Tower quickly realized this, but in her current position, it was clear that she could not touch Qiong with her hands.

"Hmm, in that case..."

Having made up her mind, Black Tower loosened her slender, jade-like legs and lowered them, her soft, smooth, and delicate feet deftly bypassing the dome's cover.

Chapter 129 The Great Black Tower: Oh dear! We're going to lose!

The pink toes were the first to touch, feeling the tentative touch of the black tower. Qiong didn't react, but instead increased the intensity of her taste.

Although Black Tower felt more pressured, it was somewhat successful, and at least Qiong didn't seem to mind.

She had already prepared her explanation, but now it seemed unnecessary. Little did she know that Black Tower's worries were completely unnecessary, which was exactly what Qiong wanted.

Feeling the gentle touch of Black Tower's moist, tender feet, the ten toes, still somewhat clumsy, cradled the dome and carefully stirred it.

Although the touch was soft and stimulating, it still felt a little lacking. Qiong regretted taking off the black tower's stockings earlier. If she had been wearing black stockings, it would have felt better, right?

Black Tower had no idea what Qiong was thinking. She continued to try her best to make Qiong feel the comfort of being held in her soft, pink palms.

Every time this proud genius moves his palm and gently kneads it up and down, you can clearly feel the soft, smooth skin and texture of his palm.

Qiong doesn't even need to do much; the Black Tower will proactively cooperate to meet his needs, and with just a slight response, the other party will work even harder.

Unbeknownst to her, Qiong's kisses grew increasingly intense, to the point that even Hei Ta couldn't withstand it and had to grit his teeth and endure it.

Ke Qiong didn't show any sense of urgency at this moment; instead, she was enjoying the feeling of Black Tower personally cooking dumplings.

"Ugh...don't, don't be so rough, you little rascal!"

Upon hearing Black Tower's words, Qiong slightly raised her head, but did not stop savoring the words or continuing her digging.

Her tongue kept touching the soft cake, and every now and then she would scoop out a spoonful of cream from the gap. Seeing that her words had no effect, Black Tower could only quicken her pace.

But this made Qiong feel uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab Heita's delicate ankle, wanting to personally teach her how to move.

This feeling of being controlled and manipulated was hard for the proud genius to accept; in the past, she was the one who ordered others around.

But in the current situation, there's nothing the Black Tower can do but accept it, letting the Sky play with and knead its tender feet.

The soft palms are closed together, leaving a small gap in the middle, so that you can better feel the warm and comfortable sensation between the black tower feet.

After all, Black Tower had already prepared the lubrication beforehand, so using it now is incredibly comfortable.

"Hmm...it should be about time, right...?"

Heita gently bit her pink lips. At this moment, her attention was completely focused on Qiong, so apart from the feeling of Qiong biting her cherry blossom-pink lips, she didn't notice anything else.

More than anything, it was the sensation of her feet being played with and manipulated by the Dome. At this moment, the Black Tower was slowly touching the slightly trembling Dome.

She was well aware of this situation, just like when Qiong was in her mouth and deep in her throat not long ago.

But at that moment, Qiong suddenly stopped, and as she withdrew her hands, she suddenly pressed her face against Heita's flat stomach.

Fingertips replaced the kiss from before, touching her pink lips, while her other hand grasped the not-so-luxurious treasure chest in front of Black Tower.

"Ugh! Eee-ooh-ooh-ooh~!!"

The sudden change in sensation caused Black Tower to arch its snow-white neck sharply. In fact, Qiong had long wanted to find out the difference between Black Tower and Little Black Tower.

Although they look about the same size, there are still some differences in the feeling they give off. For example, the Black Tower lady herself seems to be more composed compared to the Little Black Tower.

While firmly grasping the strawberry in her palm, she gently pinched the tip of the strawberry with her fingertips. The soft, pink strawberry was gently played with by Qiong, and the Black Tower was also defeated by this stimulation, losing its last bit of resistance.

A powerful, warm current of water rushed towards the sky. It seemed that the Black Tower had put in all its effort for this, and after completing it, it completely collapsed.

Seeing this, Qiong did not stop, but grabbed her ankle and helped Black Tower complete the remaining steps.

After tightly closing the palms of her tender feet, Qiong comfortably wrapped Heita's soft, delicate feet in a way that resembled a mayonnaise sandwich.

Satisfied, he put her down, but it seemed there was still a little residue. Looking at the black tower, who was still breathing softly and unconsciously, Qiong had an idea.

He came to Black Tower's cheek, gently lifted her head, and touched her pink lips again.

Perhaps because he had lost too much water in a short period of time, Black Tower felt extremely thirsty, so when something moist came near his lips...

She instinctively pursed her lips and gently sucked the remaining water in the tube, along with some sugar to replenish her energy.

At first, Heita was inhaling the smoke with great gusto, but gradually she seemed to realize that the taste was wrong, and she opened her eyes as she became a little more sober.

Then he saw that familiar scene, and his gaze moved slightly upwards, where he saw Qiong's face.

Qiong thought Black Tower would feel humiliated and fight back, but to her surprise, Black Tower only glanced at her before blushing and closing her eyes.

Meanwhile, he obediently maintained his eating posture without stopping, seemingly accepting the fact that he was helping Qiong clean up the leftovers.

Qiong was taken aback by this situation at first, then reached out and patted the obedient little head of the Black Tower, a satisfied smile appearing on her lips.

It seems that Heita has accepted the fact that she lost and has become obedient. Given her personality, she won't go back on her word.

Most importantly, she still has no ability to resist, and Qiong's strength is now extraordinary in the eyes of the Black Tower.

Although it is unknown what this force suppressing it is, it is a fact that the Black Tower is indeed unable to resist at this moment.