[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 19-21

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Chapter 114 Fool, We're Not Related by Blood

This year, she was only eighteen, yet her heart was so desolate…

Returning to her familiar home from that wild world, everything remained exactly as they had left it. Five months had passed; because they disliked being disturbed, the hired cleaners couldn't come to clean without their orders, and the house was already covered in dust. Looking at the familiar house and the lifeless flowerbed on the back hill, neglected and lifeless, her eyes welled up with tears.

She was back, she was back again.

The difference was, this time, there were four men in the house.

Fate really plays tricks; the four men she had tried so hard to escape from had, in the end, willingly dragged along these four “burdens.”

What a strange fate, wasn't it?

The sunset bathed the room in a fiery red glow. She lazily squinted, lying on the wicker chair on the balcony, idly stroking her swollen belly. Beside her, four men slept soundly, enjoying this hard-won tranquility.

In the warm, sun-drenched air, lyrical notes tinged with a touch of melancholy flowed. The music was soft and ethereal, seemingly there to complement the red afternoon. It was as if it were playing with its very soul; only those deeply grieving could hear its sound. Those delicate notes were easily overlooked.

Dongfang Zuozuo's eyelids were lowered, the setting sun casting a shimmering, mysterious golden glow on her eyelashes, making it impossible to tell whether she was actually listening to the music.

She appeared to be asleep.

Only when a pair of strong arms gently lifted her from the wicker chair did she startle, wrapping her arms around the person's neck, lazily fluttering her long eyelashes, and tenderly burying her face in their chest.

"You're so naughty. I've told you so many times you'll catch a cold like this." Dongfang Chi helplessly picked her up and carried her out of the excessively large room. This was a super-sized room specially modified for the four men. The four of them slept on four beds designated by the Creator God, each made of earth, water, fire, and snow elements respectively. The four of them had been lying on that specially made bed for a whole month, and still showed no signs of waking up.

After going downstairs, Dongfang Lang and Dongfang Huang had already prepared a table of food.

Seeing the little woman's guilty look, Dongfang Lang couldn't help himself. He stepped forward and gently patted her little bottom, biting her pink cheek, and said, "Caught in the cold wind again? You deserve a spanking!"

These simple words almost brought tears to Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes. Really, she was very happy now, very happy...

She had a child, a brother, and those men who loved her...

Biting her lip, she lowered her head and used drinking soup to hide her embarrassment, to hide the fleeting loneliness in her heart.

With her head bowed, she didn't see the three men watching her spoonfully scoop up soup and put it in her mouth, their eyes filled with deep affection and heartache. They knew who that melancholy in her eyes was for…

Five months of disappearance naturally meant a mountain of things to deal with, but they went nowhere, staying home to watch over her, leaving all the mundane tasks to Qi Yang, letting him do whatever he wanted. Poor guy, so thin from worrying about them, seeing them so excited before he could even catch his breath was immediately plunged into hell—tsk tsk, truly pitiful. Waaah, that's what brotherhood is all about! All of Qi Yang's initial resentment vanished upon seeing the pale smile on Dongfang Zuozuo's thin face. Without a word, he solemnly took on the tedious tasks.

So, now Qi Yang is so busy that even his time to come over for a meal has been taken away by work. Just think, the companies under the Dongfang family alone are already a huge burden, and he also has to act as the school board's proxy. He's so wronged!

After dinner, the three men took turns supporting her slightly swollen waist as they strolled around the villa, holding her hand and walking and walking, unwilling to let go until the end of time…

“I want to rest for a bit.” She wearily took her eldest brother's arm, and Dongfang Chi, seeing her exhaustion, easily picked her up, despite her six-month pregnancy. They had already overcome their tribulation of love, and their six hundred years of cultivation had paid off, officially achieving ascension. With their aptitude, all they lacked was time. With a little guidance, they could replace the original leaders of the God Realm. The Creator Elder had even suggested training them to become the next generation of leaders, but they resolutely refused. Because those things were not as important as her, and besides, how could they trust her in this state?

Dongfang Zuozuo closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time, then suddenly thought of a question and burst out laughing.

She was unaware of the profound impact her beautiful smile had on the three Dongfang brothers. They all stared at her, their eyes filled with unspoken surprise, for this was the first time in a month that she had laughed so heartily, so…captivatingly.

They all held their breath, afraid to disturb the beauty within this picturesque scene.

Dongfang Zuozuo, looking at them with a delighted expression, playfully tapped the nearest Dongfang Huang on the head. He promptly grabbed her hand, tenderly stroking it in his arms, reluctant to let go.

With this beginning, Dongfang Lang reverted to his usual frivolous ways. He mischievously hooked his arm around Dongfang Zuozuo's slender neck, nuzzling against her chest like a puppy. "Smiling so seductively, are you trying to seduce us?"

She was both amused and exasperated, pulling him away from her embrace and leaning back against her elder brother's firm chest. Dongfang Chi wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, forming a protective circle, his hands gently stroking her stomach.

"I was thinking, we can continue running the family business like this, but at most twenty years. If we still don't look the same by then, won't that arouse suspicion from outsiders? Also, even if we live according to normal age changes, what about after a hundred years? We must 'die,' and then there will be no one to manage the business left by Mom and Dad."

She had just thought of this problem. She couldn't let this family business be destroyed. She had already caused her parents' lineage to end; she couldn't destroy the family business as well... Wait... no... "Fool, have you forgotten? We are no longer related by blood, or if we were, it would be countless generations later. That means—Zuo Zuo, you can give us an heir. We can have our own children..." Dongfang Chi took her hand and kissed it tenderly, his gaze burning hot enough to cook an egg.

However, this fact reminded Dongfang Zuo Zuo. She was stunned at first, and surprise slowly appeared in her eyes, but soon she began to struggle and feel conflicted.

Could she? Could she do this? She hadn't forgotten the four men in the room who might fall into eternal sleep because of her. With them like this, could she recklessly indulge in pleasure with her brothers? Her answer was no; she couldn't. For the past month, she hadn't let her brothers touch her, even though their gazes often burned with desire. She clearly saw the lust in their eyes, but—every time they tried to get closer, she would hastily run away, repeating in her mind, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…"

Her brothers could have better choices, but they stayed by her side. She knew that if they could accept other women, they wouldn't have waited until now. They were so persistent! She couldn't push them away.

Her inner conflict was evident to them, and three pairs of dark eyes dimmed simultaneously. Dongfang Chi soothingly stroked her face, skillfully concealing the disappointment deep within his eyes. Only when he spoke did his voice betray an undisguised hoarseness and low hue, "It's okay, we'll talk about it later."

"Brother, I'm sorry." She wrapped her arms around his waist, her warm tears slowly soaking the fabric of his shirt.

"You're not allowed to say those three words to us, never." He wiped away the tears from her cheeks with his fingertips, his eyebrows raised, threatening her with a fierce look.

"Yes, ma'am!" She pulled down those two domineering eyebrows and chuckled.

The other two quickly joined in, vying for attention, creating a lively scene where laughter filled the lush green grass.

Upon returning home, they found Qi Yang sprawled on the sofa, seemingly dead. Seeing them, he sprang up with a jolt, his dark circles under his eyes bloodshot, clearly indicating sleep deprivation. He looked like a homeless man, unshaven and utterly disheveled.

Dongfang Zuozuo couldn't help but laugh. Poor Qi Yang, tormented into this state by his brothers!

They could have easily left her at home; there was just too much to handle at the company, and only Qi Yang could manage. But wasn't that inhumane? Even she felt compelled to speak up for him.

"Little Zuo Zuo, can't you have some pity on me? Look at me, I'm practically hanging on by a thread!" Qi Yang yelled, lunging at Dongfang Zuo Zuo, only to fall flat on his face. Dongfang Lang glared at him, gently stroking Zuo Zuo's belly, and gritted her teeth as she said to the boy, "You better watch out! You still have the energy to jump around here, looks like you don't have much work! I need to consider expanding the company's business."

"Ah?" Qi Yang was almost in tears, looking pleadingly at the pregnant woman, his eyes brimming with tears, looking utterly pathetic.

"Hehe..." Dongfang Zuo Zuo covered her mouth and chuckled, "Brother Qi Yang, don't worry, starting tomorrow you won't be 'tortured' anymore, brother will go to the company."

As soon as she said this, she immediately attracted the "fiery" gazes of several grown men, the heat of which most people couldn't withstand.

She said seriously, "You really shouldn't treat Qi Yang like this. If you're worried, then let Qi Yang stay here and take care of me. The company can't be completely neglected."

"No way!" Three sharp voices rang out without hesitation. What a joke! Even if Qi Yang is a bit dim-witted, he's still a man! Although they knew he wouldn't do anything inappropriate to Zuo Zuo, living under the same roof made it easy for him to "take advantage." It wasn't that they were petty, but if a gust of wind blew into the room too strong, it could easily reveal a glimpse under her skirt—wouldn't that be a free show for him?

Dongfang Zuo Zuo seemed to know what he was thinking, and glared at them irritably. They were really judging a gentleman by their own petty standards! Did they think every man was like them, ready to turn into a wolf at any moment?

"It's settled then! Anyone who dares to say no is forbidden from coming near me for a year!"

The protest that was on the tip of her tongue was swallowed back. The three men looked like they had swallowed a raw egg, extremely ugly.

Only Qi Yang's fair and clean face blossomed into a smile. He smiled and squeezed his panda eyes together, barely managing to restrain himself from pouncing on her and giving her a passionate kiss. He forced out a funny childish voice from his throat: "Zuo Zuo, you're so good to me!"

Chapter 115 The Future Son-in-Law's Visit

After the company incident ended, Dongfang Zuo Zuo couldn't help but tease the three men in the house who dared not speak their anger. She "enthusiastically" invited Qi Yang to stay at home for dinner and "actively" helped him prepare the room he would stay in from now on.

The three big men, who were openly "peeping" at the door of the guest room, kept muttering, "Do you think Zuo Zuo has taken a liking to Qi Yang?"

"That woman is too presumptuous! She doesn't even respect us!" Dongfang Lang clenched his fists angrily.

"Illusion, illusion! How could Zuo Zuo possibly be interested in that kid? He's not even fully grown yet!" Dongfang Huang glared at Qi Yang's thin back with utter disdain. He wasn't exaggerating; in fact, Qi Yang was an incredibly naive boy. If he wasn't mistaken, he was still a virgin, a clueless, awkward guy who would stutter whenever he saw a girl other than Zuo Zuo. Someone who blushed even when talking to girls was definitely still a virgin. Tsk tsk, he really worried about the kid; he'd be a bachelor for life.

However—these men had no idea that the one who would "deflower" this clueless virgin would be their daughter… a little lecherous girl who had been chasing after Qi Yang since childhood. Qi Yang's happiness (sexually) for the rest of his life depended on their "efforts." Many years later, when Qi Yang, his face flushed and awkward, stood before them, holding their daughter's hand with unwavering conviction, and addressing them awkwardly yet respectfully as "Father-in-law," the three men found fault with him, unable to discern what their daughter liked about him. However, under the threatening and warning gaze of Dongfang Zuozuo, and with the mischievous "ghost fire" in their clever daughter's eyes, although somewhat reluctant to "give away" their only daughter, they ultimately entrusted her to him with considerable relief. After all, Qi Yang was not only their only good friend but also a rare and excellent man. The poor boy, after being thoroughly taken advantage of by that lecherous girl, was still being reprimanded without a word. Confused and believing he had "forced himself on" the "innocent girl" he had watched grow up, and who was only fifteen, he cursed himself countless times for being worse than an animal. He never imagined he had been drugged by that lecherous girl! He felt guilty about it for a long time. Of course, that's another story.

After saying goodnight to the exhausted Qi Yang, Dongfang Zuozuo deliberately ignored the resentful gazes looming at the door and walked past them without a

second thought. Immediately, the resentment in the three men's eyes intensified, and they quickly chased after her, picking up the wicked woman. "Little girl, are you really going to let us go to the company for 'torture'?" Dongfang Lang pinched her cheek, his eyes full of grievance.

She smiled mischievously, "Second brother, you've been idle for a long time."

"Who said that? Can't you see I'm busy right now?" Yes, he was busy, busy taking advantage of her, busy touching her all over.

"Big brother! Help!" She buried her face in Dongfang Chi's neck, and in the darkness, the smile on her face gradually faded.

The three men's expressions also darkened. Dongfang Chi patted her back, said nothing more, and carried her back to the room. One of them gave her a goodnight kiss, turned off the light, and left. It was Dongfang Huang's turn to stay with her tonight. They had researched a lot about pregnancy, carefully controlling her diet and sleep schedule, and were aware of the potential dangers of pregnancy, making thorough preparations.

That night, as usual, he held her until dawn. Dongfang Huang did nothing, said nothing, and they simply slept peacefully in each other's arms.

In the morning, she turned over in his arms, her back to him, and shifted her buttocks back, pressing tightly against his lower body. Half asleep, she felt something hard pressing against her buttocks, making her feel uncomfortable. She involuntarily twisted her hips, trying to push it away, but heard a suppressed groan.

Dongfang Zuozuo woke up and froze.

Morning erection.

She had just been teasing her third brother like that, it must have been so hard on him…

She froze, afraid to turn over, afraid to open her eyes. The man behind her remained silent for a few seconds, then quickly got out of bed, and without even putting on his shoes, went to the bathroom to relieve his embarrassing erection.

Dongfang Zuozuo let out a long sigh, unsure whether it was relief or sadness.

After a while, she heard Dongfang Huang's footsteps, and quickly closed her eyes again. Then, she felt a refreshing coolness on her face, and her heart ached slightly because, in this cold early spring, her third brother was taking a cold shower again…

The man sighed softly, gently kissed her forehead, changed his clothes, and left.

At this moment, she slowly sat up in bed, drew back the curtains, and looked at the sunrise that had risen halfway into the sky, her eyes filled with confusion.

After slowly washing up, she put on her coat and went downstairs. As she reached the corner of the stairs, the sharp-eyed Dongfang Lang spotted her and rushed over to help her down. Although her belly was only six months along and not very big, they were still terrified. Their reproachful tone came out naturally, "Why didn't you press the call button by the bed? How can we go to the company with you like this?"

She smiled faintly and remained silent, sipping her hot soy milk in small sips.

Seeing her like this, Dongfang Lang, forced to go to the company, was extremely dissatisfied. He suddenly curled his thin lips into a wicked smile and leaned closer to her. "Let me taste today's soy milk."

As he spoke, he took her lips, which were covered in milky white juice, into his mouth and licked them clean little by little. His nimble tongue pried open her pearly teeth and darted into her smooth little mouth, exchanging saliva and deliberately making ambiguous sucking sounds until she was panting from the kiss.

Dongfang Lang released her with a wicked smile, "Big brother, the soy milk you made this morning tasted just right, very sweet."

Dongfang Chi ignored her and ate his breakfast, looking at her slightly swollen lips with some jealousy. Dongfang Huang, on the other hand, took a bite of his fried egg with resentment, staring at Dongfang Zuozuo's red lips with a wolfish glint in his eyes, making her tremble.

She quickly lowered her head and focused on her breakfast, pretending it was none of her business. At this moment, Qi Yang stretched and came downstairs. Looking at the four sweet couples at the table, he smiled with some envy.

"You can go without worry after you finish this meal! I'll take care of Zuo Zuo," he joked.

Sure enough, this drew three pairs of fierce, beast-like eyes. Qi Yang quickly smiled ingratiatingly; after all, jokes should have limits, otherwise, he might be sent to that company that was no different from hell.

After seeing off her unwilling brother, Dongfang Zuo Zuo turned and returned to the four sleeping men, chatting with them as usual. The difference this time was that Qi Yang was with her. Qi Yang believed their bizarre experiences without question, after all, he was a weirdo himself. From her narration, he was also incredulous at what these four god-like men had done. They were all willing to go to such lengths for Zuo Zuo, even knowing it was impossible for them to have her. He was still a novice in love, unexplored, so he couldn't understand it. But he was moved.

Dongfang Zuo Zuo sat by the cold king's bed, took his hand, and touched her swollen belly, smiling happily.

"Ah Leng, the baby's always been so well-behaved and quiet. I wonder if he's a girl, or maybe he's just a lazy guy, like me, too lazy to move all day. But I still hope he's like you. Even though you're domineering, cool guys seem to have more charm, right? And being a bit aloof probably means fewer girls will come to our house. I don't like noise."

She paused for a moment, then began to gently pry open his long, slender fingers, placing her small hand in his broad palm. It looked like a perfect fit.

Qi Yang sat quietly behind her, listening to her gentle voice. He felt so comfortable; Zuo Zuo's voice was clear and sweet, very soothing to listen to.

After a while, she spoke again, "Also, I want to introduce you to someone very important today. He's known my brothers since they were little, and he's always been our only friend. His name is Qi Yang."

Qi Yang was completely captivated by Dongfang Zuo Zuo's beautiful voice, thinking that if he were to find a partner in the future, she definitely needed someone with a beautiful voice. Hearing Zuo Zuo call him, he quickly snapped out of his reverie. For some reason, he felt an unprecedented tension in front of this sleeping man; even in his sleep, he exuded an invisible, suffocating aura. He straightened his clothes and, surprisingly, stood up to introduce himself awkwardly.

"Hello! I'm Qi Yang, uh, and I'll take good care of Zuo Zuo."

Dongfang Zuo Zuo was immediately amused by his serious demeanor, leaning against Leng Wang and laughing so hard she bent over. Looking up at the embarrassed Qi Yang, she laughed even harder. "Haha, you rascal, why are you so serious? Do you know what you look like?"

She teased his stunned face, oblivious to her own embarrassment, "What you said makes you look like a clueless boy who's stolen someone's daughter and is rushing off to meet their parents!"

As she said this, Dongfang Zuo Zuo had her back to Leng Wang, so she didn't see the slight furrow in his brow—just a fleeting crease, gone in an instant, almost like an illusion. But it did happen, and she missed it.

Qi Yang suddenly realized he'd been tricked, but there was nothing he could do about a pregnant woman. He could only glare at her, his face flushed, and sit down dejectedly.

Having teased this silly boy enough, she became somewhat sullen. "My studies are destined to be ruined; I won't even finish one semester of university."

"How could that be? You can have the baby and then go back to school!" Qi Yang was a little bewildered. Wasn't this a simple matter? There was no rule saying you couldn't study after having a child.

"I've thought about it, but the child is so young; he needs his mother. I won't leave him." She insisted on taking care of her child herself. She didn't want to hire a nanny or wet nurse. Letting her child drink someone else's milk or be closer to the nanny than to her would make her feel awkward and jealous.

Qi Yang was speechless. He couldn't exactly send a woman with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child to school, could he? Although she would still be as young as she was now, the generational difference would be… quite awkward.

So, the matter of going to school was put on hold, because she really didn't want to go to school with her child many years later, and maybe even become deskmates...creepy... But she didn't know that her name was always on the school dormitory and roster, and this masterpiece was of course Dongfang Huang's doing. He made Zuo Zuo take a leave of absence first, and he had his own little scheme in mind. He knew that Zuo Zuo wouldn't give up her studies, so he had to plan ahead. After the child was born, he would bring both the child and her to school. During the day, he would stay in the dormitory to watch the child while she went to class, and at night...she would be all his, hahaha!!!

At this moment, Dongfang Huang in the principal's office looked at her name on the school file, laughing uncontrollably, extremely lewd.

Chapter 116 Passion-Induced Accident ~ Slight H

Some time passed, and after dealing with the tedious affairs of the company and school, it was already half a month later, and the three men were finally able to take leave to stay at home with their beloved women.

Of course, Qi Yang, who was having such a good time in this house, was also successfully kicked out the door by several grown men, told to get as far away as possible—a classic case of crossing the river and then burning the bridge.

Dongfang Zuozuo stood at the door, smiling at Qi Yang who kept turning back to look at her, but—that smile looked sinister no matter how you looked at it, gleaming with a mischievous light. Qi Yang had been teased by her quite a bit these past two weeks. Really, how could a pregnant woman have so much energy? He now had a strange fear of Dongfang Zuozuo, finally understanding that "the more beautiful a woman is, the less you should mess with her; beauty is poison!"

The three men also stared at her suspiciously. Qi Yang seemed to treat his precious baby like a monster. Tsk tsk, what bad things had he done to her?

Pressing closer, she retreated to the corner of the wall, but there was no fear on her face. She just blinked her innocent big eyes and looked at them.

After a silent "exchange" for a while, she slipped out from under their arms and ran upstairs in a flash.

Watching her fleeing figure, the three grown men's lips twitched involuntarily. Their little darling was becoming more and more like a child? Shouldn't pregnancy bring maturity? How could it be the opposite?

Despite these thoughts, they hurriedly followed her into the room.

She supported her back and sat down next to Lei Wang. Although she mostly talked to A Leng, she would also whisper to the other three, showing no favoritism, because she hoped they would all wake up.

Seeing this, Dongfang Lang went over and pulled her onto his lap. He was quite dissatisfied with this guy, and the reason was—Lei Wang was Zuo Zuo's first man. Thinking of this, he lowered his head and bit her soft red lips. Dongfang Zuo Zuo gasped and tried to jump off his lap, but he pulled her back and continued to nibble, carefully avoiding touching her stomach.

A long, deep kiss, her body beginning to exude an alluring fragrance. Dongfang Lang felt himself harden, and forcefully pressed down on her buttocks, sitting down on her. Dongfang Zuozuo was startled by his burning desire, struggling a few times without success. At this moment, she heard his hoarse voice, "Don't move!"

He did indeed stop. Dongfang Zuozuo looked up and saw his bloodshot, ferocious eyes. She wasn't afraid, but her heart ached. She couldn't help but reach out to smooth his furrowed brows and softly called out, "Second Brother..."

However, this sweet murmur completely shattered Dongfang Lang's rationality. His lips covered hers again, and one hand eagerly slipped inside her clothes. When he touched her firm breasts, he was momentarily stunned, then his expression turned to teasing and pleasure. She wasn't wearing a bra...

"Baby, are you deliberately not wearing a bra to seduce me? I like it so much, they've gotten bigger..." He pinched her nipples with his index and thumb, squeezing and teasing them until she felt a tingling sensation.

The sound of her swallowing saliva made the two men who had been watching the scene for a long time unable to hold back any longer. At first, they thought this was just another passionate kiss that would ignite a fire, but they hadn't expected to see a beautiful body without a bra. They were aroused. This... this was inciting a crime! Her protruding belly made her appear even more voluptuous, exuding an indescribable charm that stirred the long-dormant desires within them.

Having been without their lovemaking for so long, Dongfang Zuozuo felt shy under their burning gazes. Seeing them staring at her breasts and stomach, she suddenly remembered her own bulky figure, her face stiffened, and she quickly pulled down her lifted shirt.

Oh…

three disappointed sighs rang out simultaneously. They relentlessly circled her, their hungry looks like wolves starved for days, waiting to share their feast.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable under their gaze, she subtly shifted her position; if they continued to stare like this, she would be devoured. Unfortunately, her outstretched thigh was grabbed by Dongfang Huang's hand. His warm lips pressed against her inner thigh, caressing it intimately. Even through her pajama pants, she could feel the heat of his touch, almost like sparks flying. Her pregnant body was so sensitive, and her sexual desire was greater. Plus, she had abstained from sex for over a month, and her vagina was gradually becoming wet…

She felt utterly ashamed. In her mind, doing this while pregnant was incredibly shameful. Ah Leng might have thought it was nothing when the baby was just a fertilized egg, but now the baby should be growing and have its own senses. It made her feel like the baby was watching her, which wasn't good for the child. Therefore, she avoided her desires at this time. She knew she wanted it, but she couldn't. She dodged their kisses left and right.

"Baby, you're six or seven months along, it's okay," Dongfang Lang said, looking up at her with longing, his eyes red.

She turned her face away and gently shook her head.

“We’ll be very, very gentle, trust us, okay? We won’t hurt the baby. Zuo Zuo, don’t you care about us at all?” Dongfang Chi switched to a gentler approach, his fingertips softly caressing her slender neck.

It wasn’t that she didn’t care about them, it was just… how could she say it?

Of course, they wouldn’t give her a chance to resist. One sealed her lips with a kiss, one suckled her breast, and one pried open her legs, pressing down on her.

Dongfang Zuo Zuo whimpered, what she really wanted to say was—don’t do it here!

They were sitting on the edge of Lei Wang’s bed, thankfully the bed was big enough, otherwise Lei Wang would have been pushed off.

Her hands were hoisted up, her back arched body supported by Dongfang Lang, her clothes were stripped off in pieces, cough cough, thankfully Zuo Zuo didn’t see, her panties were accurately thrown onto Lei Wang’s face, from his mouth to his forehead, completely covering his face, and the most embarrassing thing was—the stripe in the middle of the panties was precisely placed on his nose.

Dongfang Huang extended his tongue, swirling it inside her vagina, intending to arouse her as quickly as possible. His fingers moved in and out of her vagina, faster and faster, while his teeth gently bit her dark red clitoris. The double stimulation rendered Dongfang Zuozuo unable to scream. She gripped her second brother's hair, who was buried in her chest, and a spasm ran through her. She ejaculated in her third brother's mouth…

How embarrassing…

“Baby, you smell so good.” Dongfang Huang licked the liquid from his lips, then stripped himself naked.

Dongfang Zuozuo blushed as she looked at his naked body. His body, perhaps due to lack of sunlight, was very fair, making his strong muscles appear flawless like white jade. Even his penis at the base of his thighs was as beautiful as a sculpture! Not only her, but they too had been momentarily stunned when they first saw their bodies from their past lives. Why did a man's penis have to be so beautiful? They had merged their memories of their past lives, knowing that this was because she had never entertained any desires in her previous life, her six senses were pure, and she had never even slept with anyone. Naturally, she was "pure and innocent," as tender as a newborn baby, only her size was a little unexpected, even thicker than before.

Her gaze was somewhat dazed, then she suddenly came to her senses and realized that she had been staring intently at her brother's genitals. Her cheeks flushed instantly, making her incredibly cute.

While she was in a daze, they took the opportunity to take off their clothes. Three flesh-colored long rods pointed at her from different directions. Dongfang Chi's rod was aimed at her breasts, while Dongfang Lang's rod was pressed against her buttocks from behind, the slippery foreskin and glans rubbing up and down against her wet vulva. Dongfang Huang's rod was pressed against the entrance, fighting with Dongfang Lang to see who could squeeze into that enchanting peach blossom cave first.

The two large rods slid back and forth in front of the entrance, neither able to grab it or insert it. She was completely broken, yet no one filled her empty vagina. She didn't know if they were torturing her or genuinely wanting her.

Tears streamed down her face, and her mind cleared somewhat. She pushed one of them away, grabbed a piece of clothing to cover herself, and turned to run.

How could she? She had said she wouldn't have sex with her brother before they were sober, but just now, just now she almost couldn't resist... and in this room, in front of them, how embarrassing... Through her teary eyes, she stumbled onto a bed. The intense emotional turmoil combined with the impact caused her to collapse in pain, clutching her stomach, onto the bed's owner—who happened to be Leng Wang.

"Zuo Zuo!" The three naked men were startled. Dongfang Chi, who reacted first, rushed to her side, placed his palm on her stomach, and slowly used his inner energy to calm her pregnancy. After a while, with the help of the other two, they finally soothed the little one in her belly.

Realizing she had experienced a miscarriage scare, the man, still shaken, hugged her tightly. Kneeling on the ground, his eyes clear, he repeatedly apologized.

She clutched her brother's shirt, hastily draped over her shoulders, and shook her head at them, "Brother, I'm fine."

Actually, she was fine. Her intense sex with Ah Leng hadn't caused any problems, so how could that childish foreplay possibly affect her? She just didn't know why the previously quiet fetus had suddenly started moving violently, kicking her belly incessantly, as if protesting something. She hadn't been able to adjust and felt a little pain from the kicks. Strangely enough, this was the baby's second movement, and it happened at that time, further solidifying her resolve not to have sex during pregnancy. Before, when Ah Leng had sex with her, the baby was probably still developing and didn't understand. Now, did it have its own thoughts? Thinking of this, she felt very embarrassed, realizing she had set a bad example as a mother. Only after

confirming she was truly alright did they breathe a sigh of relief, vowing in their hearts that even if they had to take cold showers every day, they would never force her again.

They helped her dress, piece by piece, before carrying her to the bathroom to wash her. Of course, this was another race between desire and reason. But perhaps they were willing to endure this painful yet sweet torment?

Chapter 117 Woman, You Owe Me a Kiss

Miracles often only lack a breakthrough point. Today, in this villa of the Dongfang family, four men witnessed this miracle.

Just after Dongfang Zuozuo left the room, the door clicked shut.

At the same time, four pairs of eyes of different colors opened almost simultaneously, and they slowly sat up, their limbs, slightly stiff from sleep, beginning to move. An eerie atmosphere spread… because they were looking at each other with extremely strange gazes.

Yes, they woke up.

But when exactly did it happen—when the four men were aroused by her soft moans, when she clutched her stomach and cried out in pain…

Well, of course, their strange gazes were due to their erect desires. The Eastern brothers had been too tense earlier and hadn't even noticed the four little tents.

Hmm, they were very aroused now, or rather, their lust was burning.

But—the little woman didn't seem suited for this kind of thing, and they couldn't help but frown and look down at their little brothers.

Among them, only the Cold King, who had personally planted the seed and knew her physical condition, secretly and wickedly raised the corners of his lips…

He should go settle accounts with someone… How dare she perform erotic scenes in front of him… If you have the ability to ignite a fire, you should have the ability to extinguish it, shouldn't you?

Stepping off the bed, the Cold King walked to the wicker chair on the balcony and sat down, gently rocking, feeling her usual sensations. When he was asleep, he could hear what she was doing and saying, but he was always trapped by something and couldn't wake up. The three men were in the same boat.

With their eyes closed, they quietly pondered the events of the past few days and the struggles between themselves and these men. It all revolved around one woman, and they would never regret losing their lives for her. This chaotic entanglement… the more they tried to unravel it, the more complicated it became… "I just want to tell you, don't push her any further. Even without her control, she can still do things you'll regret," Thunder King's warning voice rang out beside him.

Cold King remained silent; no one knew what he was thinking.

"You should understand, she'll never get rid of me," Cloud King's gentle blue eyes regained their arrogant, wicked charm. He spoke lazily, merely informing Cold King of this fact.

Cold King still kept his eyes closed, appearing to acquiesce.

"The outcome is still uncertain. From the moment she brought me back to this place, I knew she wasn't entirely indifferent to me. I must tell you first, even if that woman only feels gratitude towards me, I will turn it into love!" The golden midday sun made the Fire King's blood-red eyes gleam, the fiery red so intense it could sear a person.

The Cold King's brow slowly furrowed. He suddenly opened his bright silver eyes, staring at the abnormal white light in the distance, his expression complex.

"Master!" He knelt down with a thud, kowtowing three times heavily. He hadn't forgotten his disrespect towards his master during his demonic transformation.

As expected of the Creator God, the other three men stood there, offering no response. They didn't give him a friendly look either, because they knew from the Creator God's obsequious and comical face that he needed their help—he simply wanted them back in their positions to serve him! They weren't stupid; why would they do such a thankless task? Besides—they hadn't even won the hearts of their beloved women yet!

"Little Leng, I'll give you a chance to atone. As long as you go back and take over the affairs of the divine realm again, everything from before will be wiped clean." The Creator God decided to start with the "easiest" breakthrough, but he forgot that Leng Wang was always the most difficult to deal with. If he didn't want to, no one could force him.

"Master, why should I atone? I haven't harmed any god, nor have I wrongly killed anyone I shouldn't have. What crime have I committed?" Leng Wang glanced at him and refused without any politeness. Back then, he had also chosen some heinous criminals to torture, hadn't he?

The Creator God almost choked on his own saliva! He had been outmaneuvered! Good lad, he couldn't help but wonder if he hadn't completely fallen into demonic possession back then? How could he be so shrewd?

“Little Lei, Little Yun, Little Huo! I…”

“Master, do you think we’d just leave like this before we get married?”

“Yes, you should go back to your seat first. Nothing is more important than pursuing a wife.”

“Hmph, that woman will fall into my hands sooner or later!”

The Creator Elder was on the verge of tears. Look at this! Is this the attitude a junior should have? Is this how they treat him, this “lonely man”?

What a wasted trip! What a wasted trip! Waaah, he was going back to cry… He’d raised a bunch of ungrateful wolves for nothing! "He's heartless when it comes to women, forgets his teacher for the sake of beauty, abandons his mentor after using someone else's services, is treacherous and ungrateful..." The Creator Elder used every curse word he could think of. His desolate figure receded into the distance, a resigned acceptance... He forgot he had come specifically to inform Dongfang Zuozuo of something more important, and simply left, forgotten, which directly led to Dongfang Zuozuo's later shock... Having "driven" their superior away, the four men watched the pitiful figure, a faint smile appearing on their lips. That old man was the only person they cared about besides Dongfang Zuozuo.

Then, each with a defiant expression, they walked out of the room where they had slept for a month and a half, wandering around as if it were their own home, but their destination was still where she was. And soon, they found her in a greenhouse—with three glaring men.

At this moment, she was facing away from them, carefully tending to a potted bird of paradise. The three men surrounded her, gazing intently at her focused profile, until they sensed an unfamiliar presence and looked up alertly—seeing four figures standing at the entrance of the greenhouse. They were initially stunned, a mixture of shock and expected surprise. How could she have woken up so quickly? They really hoped the men would never wake up! Hmph~ The men of the Dongfang family resolutely defended their "territory"! Resolutely resisting foreign invasion! They stood motionless, their eyes blazing as they met the four men's gaze, the dust in the air hissing and crackling.

Gradually, even the slowest to notice something was wrong. Dongfang Zuozuo looked up at them curiously, "What's wrong?"

Following their gaze—

"Ping-pong!"

The small shovel fell to the ground. She tried to open her eyes as wide as possible, but the ever-growing tears blurred her vision. Her lips trembled as she parted them slightly, "They're all... awake..."

She lowered her head, calmly picking up the shovel from the ground. Turning back, she continued loosening the soil, her shrugging shoulders betraying her inner turmoil. The tears streaming down her face nourished the bird of paradise plant, helping it grow better.

A pair of large hands encircled her waist from behind, the familiar scent surrounding her. She almost dropped the shovel, her hands trembling more and more. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, turning around to hug the person who had come, bursting into tears—"Ah Leng, Ah Leng, Ah Leng..."

"Hmm, I heard you." He chuckled, patting her head. Still like a child, even though she was about to become a mother, she still cried like this.

After crying for a while, she belatedly realized the atmosphere was off. Peeking out from his embrace with swollen eyes, she looked up to meet three pairs of heterochromatic eyes, their gazes burning with fury, as if they wanted to devour her.

Dongfang Zuozuo shrank back in fear, hesitated for a moment, and awkwardly greeted them with a "Hi."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything; this "Hi" was like triggering a landmine buried in the men's hearts. What did she mean by that? Was she just there to fill space?

"Woman! I remember you said you'd give me a kiss if I woke up!" The Fire King's blood-red eyes flashed with cunning as he stared intently at her.

"...Huh?" No way? They...they weren't asleep? She...she was just using reverse psychology! Reverse psychology, you know? What to do now? She seemed to have made different promises to each of them. She was doomed, doomed! Could she say it was their dream? Could she renege on it?

Looking at the little woman who seemed to want to dig a hole and bury herself, some of the men present felt smug and wicked, while the other men turned pale.

The cold-blooded king domineeringly picked her up, completely ignoring the six pairs of jealous eyes, and walked past them, glaring unhappily at the "coward" in his arms. Yes, he had heard her whispering to those three men, and he was so angry he almost jumped up and called her an idiot! Clearly, the provocation had been quite successful; their quick awakening was largely due to her occasional "stimulation," the most direct being today's "porn." Those panting breaths emanating from her mouth—how could they not be suggestive? They were so excited that every cell in their bodies screamed to jump up and take her! But they were bound and couldn't wake up immediately.

Chapter 118 Father vs. Son

The rectangular dining table was almost full. Seven men, a scene of drama, appeared relaxed on the surface, but secretly harbored their own calculations, and their gazes—naturally—were fixed on the restless little woman sitting at the head of the table.

At this moment, Dongfang Zuozuo felt like she was sitting on pins and needles! Couldn't they stop looking at her like that? How could she possibly eat like this? Why did she feel so pathetic? It wasn't her imagination; she felt like prey among a pack of wolves, their fangs bared at her…

Hmm, that description was quite apt!

The more Dongfang Zuozuo thought about it, the more agreeable it seemed. Lost in her own world, she nodded obliviously.

“Baby, you agreed to sleep with us tonight.” Dongfang Lang cunningly seized the opportunity, casually placing a piece of her favorite shrimp into her bowl.

“Huh?” What did she say?

“You just nodded.” Dongfang Chi kindly reminded her.

The little lamb tried hard to recall, she—it seemed like something like that had happened?

“Her body isn't suitable for 'exercise,' you'd better not get any funny ideas.” The Cold King narrowed his eyes dangerously at the woman who had sold herself out without even realizing it, a cunning glint in his eyes.

Dongfang Zuozuo followed the cold, threatening voice and met a pair of silver eyes that seemed to want to tear her apart. She shuddered and hastily took the bait—"I...I'll sleep with A Leng tonight. He...he's the child's father. Yes, he wants to talk to the baby." She was glad she had found such a good reason, because A Leng looked like he really wanted to tear her apart and devour her alive. How terrifying... "Baby, you can't be so rude." Dongfang Lang gritted his teeth and reminded her, glaring at her until she felt a hole.

"I..." Really, what was she afraid of? She nervously clutched her sleeves, unable to understand why she started to panic when these seven men were together. Before, she could face any one of them alone without fear. Now, what was she afraid of?

"Alright, that's enough for now. We'll talk about 'succession' tomorrow," Dongfang Chi saw her expression and quickly stopped the topic. In any case, her feelings were the most important, and they couldn't force her.

Dongfang Zuozuo looked at her elder brother in disbelief. Her elder brother always put her first, which made her feel really guilty…

The first battle between the seven men at the dinner table ended with Leng Wang's victory. However—the victory wasn't exactly honorable, but who cared about the process? The result was what mattered most.

After nightfall, under the “resentful” gazes of the six men, Leng Wang expressionlessly carried the beauty into the room. At that moment, their minds automatically conjured up images of erotic springtime… However, fantasy is beautiful, but reality is always cruel—the once quiet room was filled with the rustling sound of clothes being undressed, followed by the man's heavy breathing and the woman's uncontrollable moans. After a while—on the large bed, the woman clutched her stomach, looking at the man opposite her with a guilty expression, afraid to speak, because the man's face was too ugly, his handsome face darker than the bottom of a pot!

Leng Wang never imagined that the “seed” he impulsively planted would sprout and actually turn against his father! He glared hatefully through his Heavenly Eye into the thin belly. The tiny embryo inside had its eyes closed, but he clearly saw the arrogant look on its face! A look of utter indifference, mirroring his own! The Cold King gritted his teeth… He telepathically warned the little brat, barely the size of his palm, “Your father is going to ‘do business’ with your mother. Whatever your complaints, you better swallow them! You’d better not move around and make your mother uncomfortable! Otherwise, you’ll be sorry when you’re born!”

Unfortunately, his son clearly wasn’t afraid of his father. He had completely inherited his father’s arrogance and coldness, seemingly utterly disdainful of his father.

In a hazy vision, the Cold King seemed to see the little brat’s still-developing lips curl in disdain.

Boom! He was furious!

Damn

it, damn it, damn it!!! How could he have sown such a rebellious “seed”?! He really wanted to kill that brat! He was already defying his father before he was even born!

"Ah Leng? Are you...are you alright?" Dongfang Zuozuo saw Leng Wang glaring fiercely at her stomach and instinctively protected her lower abdomen, looking at him with some concern.

Of course he was alright! How could he not be furious? Being told to stop just as he was about to penetrate her made him want to tear his hair out!

Leng Wang grabbed her hand and placed it on his dark red, swollen penis, letting her feel his "problem."

Dongfang Zuozuo blushed and forcefully pulled her hand away, lowering her head and remaining silent, gently stroking her stomach. This child...heh, so naughty, not giving his father any face...she thought her brothers' incident was an accident, but now it seems he has his own consciousness and doesn't want her to do this!

She found the thought of the frustrated Ah Leng amusing; the arrow was on the bowstring, but he couldn't release it—any man would go crazy.

But—she truly cherished this child. She had already been selfish once, abandoning him for her brother. She wasn't a good mother, and the guilt towards this child was a deep pain in her heart. She remembered that gentle kick to her stomach; it was the first time he communicated with her, but—it happened when she was about to give him up. A mother's heart was connected to her child's, and in a daze, she faintly heard the child crying. Dongfang Zuozuo's heart ached terribly. Therefore, she would repay him tenfold in the future, never letting him suffer even the slightest grievance! Never, ever would she abandon him again…

Therefore, everything revolved around the child's feelings, and of course, she had to temporarily put A Leng in a difficult position!

Seeing Leng Wang relentlessly pressing down on her again, she quickly used her small hands to push against his chest, her eyes flashing, "A Leng, can we do it after the baby is born?"

What?!

Leng Wang stared intently at the woman beneath him and the "child" in her belly, unable to believe what he was hearing. She actually wanted him to compromise for that brat? Didn't she care about him at all?

Damn it! He regretted planting that seed terribly! He didn't want another little devil to compete with him for his affections! He wanted this little devil to help him protect his mother from other men, not to fight with his father for a woman!

And besides, he should "respect his elders," didn't he understand?!

Seeing his face turn so dark, Dongfang Zuozuo, though scared herself, first comforted the little one in her belly, silently saying in her heart, "Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy will protect you."

As if hearing her thoughts, the baby in her belly gently touched the placenta with its little feet, sweetly indicating that it had received its mother's words.

She widened her eyes in surprise, pointed to her bulging belly, and stammered, "He...he knows what I want to say!"

It's no wonder she was so excited, because this was the first time this little devil had been willing to communicate with her in such a "gentle" way.

Seeing her radiant smile, even the cold king's fury subsided. He replied indifferently, "Is that so?" However, inwardly he cursed, "That brat! He's so young and already knows how to compete for my affections. What will he be like when he gets out?" He had to find a way to get rid of him.

Dongfang Zuozuo, with a radiant maternal smile, was completely unaware of the "battle" between father and son, each pursuing their own agenda.

That night, the father and son's first confrontation ended with the little brat's perfect victory.

Therefore, that night, the mother and son slept very soundly, while a frustrated man lay beside them, staring at the ceiling until dawn.

Alas, as the saying goes: even thunder can't ignite fire on the ground.

The next morning, while she was still fast asleep, the downstairs hall had already become a battlefield for seven men, the invisible smoke of battle rapidly spreading…

Dongfang Zuozuo lazily rolled over, her loose trousers brushing up, revealing a small section of her fair and tender calf, glistening with a translucent color, looking quite appetizing.

However, she suddenly realized something, her eyes widened, and she quickly turned over, apologetically rubbing her belly. Although it wasn't very big yet, sleeping on her side would press on it. Dongfang Zuozuo felt the bed was empty, and turning her head, she saw that, sure enough, A Leng was already up, and a sense of emptiness welled up inside her.

At this moment, as if knowing that her troublesome father wasn't there, the little one inside her began to interact with his mother, happily playing Tai Chi inside. Dongfang Zuozuo playfully placed her hands on her belly, feeling his every movement, and laughed happily along with him, letting him frolic. The baby seemed particularly well-behaved; his movements were incredibly gentle, as if afraid of hurting her, yet he tried his best to "please" her by waving his little arms and legs.

She played with the baby with great joy, but children have limited energy, especially a newly formed fetus. After playing for a while, the baby had no more energy to fuss and fell into a deep sleep in the warmth of her womb.

Feeling that the baby was quiet, she also felt a little tired. She lay down to rest for a quarter of an hour before slowly climbing out of bed, muttering to herself, "Where have all these men gone? Before, there was always someone beside me when I woke up, but now they're not clinging to me at all?" Unable to adjust to this change, she sat blankly on the edge of the bed, wondering if they were all going to abandon her. After all, she was just a used-up woman…

She couldn't explain where the inexplicable bitterness in her heart came from; she only knew that her chest felt heavy and uncomfortable…

While Dongfang Zuozuo was lost in thought in her room, downstairs, the negotiations of the seven men had failed. The seven-party meeting had not reached an agreement, and they were all sizing up their "enemy." The one receiving the most attention was naturally Leng Wang, because he held a special place in Zuozuo's heart. Leng Wang openly let them see him, his face grim. Although they weren't officially married yet, she was the mother of his child. He was only there to make this fact clear to them, but he never expected to be dragged here and forced to listen to them discuss how to steal his wife! Why?! It was utterly ridiculous!

He coldly walked away with his hands behind his back. He and the other men

stood

at the door, their hands barely touching the handle when the door was suddenly pulled open. Their eyes met. He bent down and gently lifted her, letting her sit on his arm. To him, whether she was before or now pregnant, she was far too petite.

"How long have you been up? Why didn't you wake me? Hmm?" The cold king's voice was low and deep, tinged with doting affection.

"I can walk by myself." She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. This position made her a little shy. She wasn't a child anymore; her belly was so big. Didn't he find it heavy to carry her like this?

"I like holding you." His words swallowed back everything she wanted to say, and she shyly uttered an "Oh."

She kept her head down from the stairs to the dining room, but she could still feel the burning gazes on her. Her feelings became even more complicated. She had been the one to "bring" them all home from the beginning. Now they were all awake, but why were they still here? To be honest, she dared not admit that she was reluctant to leave. After that incident, she felt many things had changed. This sudden change left her bewildered, because she could no longer ignore their moth-to-a-flame emotions. In that moment, she realized she wasn't entirely cold-blooded; their actions for her shocked and moved her… Perhaps she could become friends with them, like Qi Yang. But it was different, strange, because she had shared such entangled relationships with them… And then there was the fact that her brothers seemed unable to accept them. What to do? She glanced at them furtively, then quickly looked down again. Her brothers' expressions were unnatural; in fact, none of the men present looked particularly relaxed, given the numerous rivals vying for their woman's affections.

If the men knew Dongfang Zuozuo's self-righteous thoughts at that moment, they'd probably strangle this idiot!

Slowly sipping the "love porridge" her brothers had cooked, she found herself conflicted, her mind wandering.

"Baby, your birthday is coming soon, how do you want to celebrate?" Dongfang Huang was most concerned about this, having missed it because of her disappearance last year. Now, with several other men getting in her way, he really wanted to kidnap her to a secluded place for a romantic getaway.

Dongfang Zuozuo was confused for a moment before suddenly remembering something. She sullenly rubbed her belly and sighed, "It's inconvenient to go anywhere, and there are restrictions on what to eat. Just cook me a bowl of noodles, please."

The men naturally sensed her frustration. Except for Leng Wang, who was a little annoyed, the other six all glared at her large belly.

Actually, she used to celebrate her birthday with her brothers. Although she didn't really care about her birthday, occasionally going out on a yacht or giving a surprise at home was quite nice entertainment. Now that she was pregnant, she couldn't afford any surprises or shocks. Going out on a yacht was out of the question, not to mention the rocking and the cold sea breeze of early spring. Although the men could make the sea breeze disappear, what was the point of going out on a boat without it? It wouldn't feel the same at all.

However, in this oppressive atmosphere, the Cold King suddenly dropped a bombshell—"We will continue the unfinished wedding on that day."

Listen carefully, it was a statement! Not a question! Not an imperative!

Instantly, the relaxed atmosphere vanished like a bomb about to explode.

Thank goodness she swallowed that mouthful of porridge before he spoke! Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes widened like saucers, unable to believe that he would choose such a "wrong" time, "wrong" place, and "wrong" method—to propose?!

A proposal, right? She didn't think so…it was more like a bully forcing her into marriage… The Cold King glanced at her; actually, he waited until she swallowed before speaking, he had anticipated her reaction, but no one could change his mind once he made a decision!

She was stunned by that threatening look. From beginning to end, it seemed she hadn't said a word of agreement, right? He had only been unilaterally preparing for this wedding. To be honest, while Dongfang Zuozuo wasn't particularly romantic, she wouldn't so hastily complete such an important event in her life! "Things will fall into place naturally," as the saying goes, but their current situation doesn't seem to fit that description. They still have many unresolved issues! One such immediate problem is—"No!" She bravely glared back at the arrogant man, who, even seated at the table, exuded an imperial air, pointing to her swollen belly. "I don't want to wear a wedding dress while pregnant!"

The cold king's eyes narrowed first, then he understood, nodding knowingly.

Dongfang Zuozuo breathed a sigh of relief, about to take a sip of porridge when she was interrupted again.

"The wedding will be postponed for five months." His tone left no room for argument, as if it were an inevitable fact, something she was expected to accept.

Before Dongfang Zuozuo could even jump up, the other six men's faces turned cold. There was no need for her to do anything; the wedding was already off.

Strangely, they all fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts, their faces shifting between pale and flushed. Finally, they seemed to reach some kind of consensus, exchanging glances.

“Of course we should have a wedding. Postponing it for five months is a good idea, since it’s not very convenient right now. But, I wonder who the groom will be for the wedding five months from now?” Yun Wang said slyly, throwing her a flirtatious wink at her, which made her shudder at his shocking gaze.

The other five men exchanged knowing smiles. Who would stop the wedding? Why would they stop their own wedding? Since someone had spoken up for them, wouldn't it be a waste not to take advantage of their "good intentions"?

The Cold King's anger flared. He glared at Dongfang Zuozuo, her bewildered and helpless expression only fueling his rage. Couldn't that woman give him any reaction? Couldn't she refuse? Couldn't she argue back? Then why was her rebuttal so smooth just now? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel exasperated.

Seven men, each with their own agenda, were all waiting to devour the lamb in the middle.

Poor Zuozuo, she hadn't expected this outcome at all. She only wanted to watch from the sidelines, hoping the final result of the argument would be that she wouldn't have to get married. How could she have foreseen that—no matter what, she would be officially sold off in five months, and from then on, she would have to live with the title of "Mrs. So-and-so"?

How could this be? No proposal, no ring, not even a wildflower by the roadside! She'd inexplicably sold herself? And she wasn't even sure which one her future husband would be?

A surge of anger welled up within her…

“I…don’t…agree!”

Huh?

Seven pairs of beastly eyes simultaneously turned to her, surprisingly in sync, because they all wanted to know what this little woman was thinking, how she dared to resist?

She steeled herself, bravely raising her head despite the immense pressure, but her anger softened the moment she met their gazes. Waaah, what could she do? How could she possibly fight seven people alone? Lowering her little head, looking at her round belly, a sudden inspiration struck her, and she cheered inwardly, “Baby, baby, I hope you won’t disappoint Mommy!” At that moment, the baby seemed to sense her plea, silently kicking her hand that was stroking her belly, gently, like a high five! Yes! A high five!

Dongfang Zuozuo was so excited, she wanted to pull the baby out and kiss him a few times! She was so lucky to have such a well-behaved child!

"I won't marry anyone unless the baby agrees personally and is willing to be a flower girl."

Upon hearing this, the seven men all turned their sinister gazes to her belly, thinking, "Can't a little brat handle him?" However—a flower girl? It seems they'll have to "help him grow up" before this little devil grows up enough to walk.

The Cold King, of course, knew these men were after his son, but—how could his son be an accomplice? He naturally assumed his son would help him, but he never expected the little devil to be even more selfish and domineering than his father. Hmm, we'll talk about that later…

In the end, her birthday celebration was temporarily postponed, and the men, seeing her lack of interest, said nothing.

The second battle between the seven men ended in a draw, with only the baby gaining an unexpected benefit—the right to decide Zuo Zuo's marriage.

Chapter 120: Scheming and Pursuit

The next day,

Dongfang Zuo Zuo opened her eyes and was startled by another handsome face pressed against her cheek—Lei Wang?

How could it be him? Where's A Leng? She remembered A Leng ignoring her brother's anger last night, carrying her straight to the room, and A Leng even slept with her!

Blinking, her hazy eyes shifted from clear to confused.

Lei Wang didn't give her a chance to refuse, planting a passionate kiss on her slightly upturned pink lips. Before she could push him away, he withdrew, helping her sit up and softly asking, "Would you like to wash up first?"

"How did you get here?" the thoughtless words blurted out.

"Why can't I be here?" He raised an eyebrow, a strange glint flashing in his dark green eyes.

Uh… she was speechless. His warmth still lingered on her lips. She couldn't help but frown slightly. This man was too casual. She had planned to be friends with him; perhaps it was time to make things clear with them.

When she came out of the bathroom, Lei Wang affectionately picked her up and slowly carried her down the stairs, enjoying the wonderful feeling of holding her warm and soft body in his arms. Dongfang Zuozuo didn't struggle; after all, this guy was used to doing things his own way. From the moment she met him, she knew he was incredibly arrogant, truly outrageous.

But her quietness only lasted for the short walk from upstairs to downstairs. After seeing the empty first floor, she was completely stunned. What was going on? Where were they?

"They went out on business. I'll stay with you today," Lei Wang preemptively answered her question before she could even ask.

"Oh," she replied, though she found it a little strange. She had no choice but to obediently open her mouth and eat the millet porridge he fed her, then suddenly realized something was wrong. She grabbed the small spoon from his hand and said awkwardly, "Thank you."

Lei Wang was enraged by her "thank you." Was this woman... trying to distance herself from him?

Struggling to suppress the fire within him, a glint of light flashed in his eyes. He then focused intently on watching her eat, but as he watched, he found himself getting "fired up" so easily! Damn woman, even eating was tempting him! Her rosy little lips opened and closed with a smacking sound, moist and incredibly beautiful. His lower abdomen involuntarily reacted, yet he couldn't bear to look away, so he continued to torture himself.

He was enjoying watching, but he hadn't considered how it felt to be watched like that. Dongfang Zuozuo kept rolling her eyes inwardly, finishing her bowl of porridge at twice the usual speed.

After finishing breakfast, before her heels even touched the ground, she was picked up again. Lei Wang seemed addicted to this, refusing to let her walk on her own no matter what she said. She panicked; this couldn't go on. She had no choice but to choose this most inopportune moment to make things clear to him.

"Hey, actually you can—"

"I have a name." Lei Wang glared at her, his gaze quite threatening.

“Uh… Thunder?”

“Hmm?”

“Thunder…” she dragged out the word reluctantly as he pulled her to sit on the sofa in the living room. She shifted uncomfortably on his lap. “I want to sit on the sofa.”

“This is a human sofa.”

“…” What kind of theory is that? And, it seems… he’s not human? Frustrated, Dongfang Zuozuo grabbed the remote and randomly pressed buttons on the big screen, constantly changing channels. She had no interest in watching TV at all, because—if there were hands groping her, and getting increasingly inappropriate, no one could concentrate!

“Stop! I have something to tell you.” She puffed out her cheeks, and when Thunder King saw her in this girlish state, he was momentarily lost in thought. Her face, flushed from pregnancy, made the expression even more adorable.

“Speak.” Thunder King’s voice was very low, slightly hoarse, and filled with an unusual longing.

"Actually, you don't have to stay here. After all, you're not anyone to me. You can leave whenever you want. Of course, you can continue to live here, but I think you have a lot to do, right? Thank you for saving A Leng, me, and my brother, so I don't want to bring up the past. Now we're friends, and you're always welcome to visit my home..."

"Friends?" Lei Wang's voice was shrill, as if he had heard a joke. He stared at her small face with amusement, his thin lips curving into a half-smile, but it chilled her to the bone. He gently lifted her chin, his lips pressed against hers, their lips meeting, breathing in each other's scent. Dongfang Zuozuo held her breath, struggling slightly only to have his grip tighten. "Do you think this is what friends should be like?"

"You've gone too far!" Ignoring the pain, she forcefully shook off the hands gripping her cheeks. Luckily, he released her in time, or she would have been in trouble, but she still couldn't escape the consequences, her cheeks still turning red.

He gently rubbed the reddish-brown mark, and the pain vanished instantly. Seeing her relaxed brow, he released her and instead held her slender waist. "Don't force me. You know I can't give up."

Dongfang Zuozuo's face darkened. She was pressed tightly against him, unable to move an inch. She was sitting sideways on his lap. Lei Wang's hand went around her chest and wrapped around her other shoulder, not touching her stomach, pressing her head against his chest.

"Don't always be so cruel to me..."

Hearing his sigh, an indescribable feeling welled up inside her. She didn't know how to describe it, but it was definitely unpleasant.

"I... am your friend."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a tightening on her shoulder. The man holding her stood taut, silent, still silent. Then, he buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, gently rubbing it.

"You heartless little thing, who do you think I saved that arrogant guy for? Why do you think I saved him? And why did I spend day and night searching for your brother's soul? I didn't want to see you sad! Damn it, I couldn't bear to see you shed a single tear! Now this is the result of my own foolishness. I saved my rival in love, watching you two being so sweet in front of me all day long. I saved them just to make myself miserable, okay?!"

She was stunned and frightened. The man in front of her, his eyes bloodshot and his face dark with emotion... did it all for her. Yes, what he said was indeed the answer, the truth, that she had been avoiding thinking about. She knew their feelings for her, but she had to push them far away because she was already caught up in the messy five-person relationship between her brother and A Leng, and didn't want to drag them down with her. But... had she done something wrong?

"...I'm sorry," she stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Shut up! Who needs your apology?!" Lei Wang was practically spitting fire. He had originally intended to give this little woman a jolt, but instead, he'd ended up infuriating himself first—a complete waste.

She shrank back involuntarily from the yelling. Why was he being so fierce?

"You're going to be a good girl today. You can't refuse me wherever I take you or whatever I do!" Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lei Wang's usual chauvinistic tendency to tease her and find amusement in her returned. He domineeringly declared his ownership.

Huh? Dongfang Zuozuo stared blankly at him, swallowing back the protest that was on the tip of her tongue, unsure why she hadn't spoken.

"You're not suited to go out like this. These past few days, your brothers have been hogging the kitchen, and I haven't had a chance to cook for you. I wonder if I've gotten any worse?" He stroked his chin, looking at her and pondering today's itinerary. He needed to win her over through her stomach first. If she became addicted to his cooking, she wouldn't be able to live without it. A few sweet words now and then would suffice; wouldn't it be better to leave a lasting impression with her special skills? The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became, nodding to himself, leaving Dongfang Zuozuo completely bewildered.

As a result—Dongfang Zuozuo was forced to sit by the kitchen doorway all day, watching the apron-clad man bustle around the kitchen, constantly stuffing her with food. Her little mouth was almost constantly full, even though he only gave her a tiny bit of each dish. But little by little, by the time the thirty-eighth dish was ready, she resolutely shook her head—"If you dare make me eat anything again, I'll kill you!"

Lei Wang was stunned by her unusually fierce tone, standing there dumbfounded, holding the dish of food, unsure what to do.

Dongfang Zuozuo seized the opportunity to turn around, supporting her large belly as she slowly and laboriously climbed the stairs. No one saw the sly smile that secretly crept onto her lips as she turned.

He quickly threw away the food in his hand, carefully carrying the swaying woman up the stairs, all traces of his previous domineering manner gone. At this moment, he was simply a stay-at-home husband, a devoted husband.

That day, Lei Wang certainly made a "deep impression" on Dongfang Zuozuo. Whether that counted as a success or not, she wondered.

With mixed feelings, she fell asleep in Lei Wang

's arms, sleeping soundly through the night without a single dream. However, when she woke up the next day to find herself staring at by a different handsome face, she couldn't help but frown, instinctively looking to her side for Lei Wang's figure.

"Little cutie, your husband is here. Good morning." With a wicked smile, Yun Wang cupped her face and kissed her.

"Let me get up first." She pushed against his increasingly close chest, squinting uncomfortably.

Yun Wang didn't refuse, helping her up and putting on her shoes. He even considerately asked at the bathroom door, "Do you need any help?"

"Bang!" The door slammed shut in front of him, leaving him feeling humiliated.

"Why haven't they come back yet?" The empty hall made her uneasy. Her brother hadn't come home last night, nor had A Leng, and they had left without saying goodbye. Had something happened to them?

"Master sent them to do some work, they won't be here anytime soon." Yun Wang's words had a double meaning. He wasn't lying, but... he had secretly signed a contract with his master: he would help them pursue their wives, and in return, they would "work for him"!

Dongfang Zuozuo finally felt relieved. Right, he couldn't be idle all day!

From the moment she opened her eyes, Yun Wang had completely adhered to the important rule that "women like considerate men," being so attentive that it gave her goosebumps. She thought, "Has this man gone crazy this morning?"

If Yun Wang knew what she was thinking, he'd probably want to bang his head against a wall! His plan, which he had racked his brains to devise yesterday, had made him so excited about today that he had lost his usual composure in front of his subordinates.

Meanwhile, after finishing breakfast, Dongfang Zuozuo began to think carefully. Having learned from yesterday's experience, she needed to find a better way to explain things to Yun Wang. After much deliberation, by the time she finally figured out how to tell him, she had already been carried to the warm flower room.

"Just put me down." Perfect, she'd been planning to come here today to tend to the plants!

But Yun Wang wouldn't let go. He smiled mysteriously, directing her to look at a potted clivia. Then, the cliché unfolded—the buds burst open rapidly under her gaze, releasing a captivating fragrance.

Before Dongfang Zuozuo could react, a soft sound filled the air, and a vibrant sea of flowers appeared before her. All sorts of flowers bloomed one after another, even those from different seasons quickly growing, sprouting buds, and then blossoming.

The second important rule for winning a woman's heart—romance is essential.

However, Dongfang Zuozuo's "tragic" scream froze Yun Wang's smug smile—"What did you do to them?!" she roared hoarsely, staring incredulously at the dazzling flowers, her face full of accusation. There was none of the joy Yun Wang had imagined, nor the tears of emotion followed by a big kiss.

"I made them all bloom early!" The Cloud King's expression was unpredictable, but there was no better word to describe it.

"Idiot! Change them all back! What's the point of me planting flowers if you're like this? They all bloom without me having to take care of them, where am I supposed to find something to do?" Dongfang Zuozuo was practically going crazy. Why was he so meddlesome?

The Cloud King felt wronged. He had tried so hard to please the beauty, but instead of getting a reward, he was scolded. He was going to deal with the person who gave him this ridiculous idea when they got back! How dare they frame him!

After seeing her flower room restored to normal, she calmed down and realized she had been a bit out of line. She had gone too far. Gradually guessing his intentions, she turned to him and said, "Cloud King, if you used these tricks on other women, I believe many would be delighted. But not with me. We're friends, and friends don't need these superficial gestures. I know you're good enough."

After saying that, she didn't dare look at his reaction, and walked straight past him into the house. Only after she was far away did she exhale the breath she had been holding in. Just now... it was too suffocating; she could even hear the sound of bones grinding together... That man, you can't judge a book by its cover. His gentleness was a lie; his inner self was terrifying... Just as she looked up, a shadowy figure flashed past her eyes, and her heart almost stopped! She stood frozen in place

, too scared to move. "Little cutie, don't play dumb with me! You dare say the word 'friend' again? Believe me, I'll take you right here and now!" A fierce and evil voice suddenly sounded from behind her neck. She swallowed hard and turned around tremblingly.

"..." This man, his lust is insatiable!

Yun Wang glanced at her sideways, his blue eyes as captivating as clear crystal, yet as dangerous as a bottomless ocean. "To be honest, I can't pretend to be that kind of timid man. You know, I've always done what I want. I thought I'd been considerate enough to you, but you treated me like that..."

Seeing her hastily retreat, he hooked her arm and pulled her to his chest, instantly moving them to the hall, where she was pinned against the sofa cushions.

"Hehe... It's been a while. My 'brothers' are missing your 'sister,' how about—let them have a good reunion?" He leered, his gaze sweeping over her body, making her feel increasingly threatened.

"You... pervert!" She helplessly realized that she couldn't find a single word to curse him. The word "pervert," spoken in her soft, delicate voice, sounded more like a coquettish plea, and she regretted it as soon as it left her lips.

"Continue, your voice is very pleasant." He stroked his chin, his smile growing even more wicked.

"Vulgar!"

"Agreed."

"Shameless!"

"Praise befits you."

"..."

How could there be such a shameless god in the world? She seriously questioned the old man's judgment in choosing a person!

"Finished?" He raised an eyebrow, his strong body slowly pressing down, his thumb repeatedly caressing her soft lips, "I'll let you off the hook for today, let's relive the feeling of kissing."

Directly silencing her little mouth that was about to start cursing again, the Cloud King savored this delicacy with relish, listening to her whimpering like a little animal beneath him, his blue eyes showing a faint tenderness, the kiss becoming deeper and more lingering...

On the black and white sofa, the enchanting threads of love slowly unfolded, this flower of love, blooming in whose heart, deeply taking root and unwavering branches...

Chapter 121 Can I Give Him Another Chance?

And the consequence of kissing and kissing and kissing—her lips were swollen! That damned pervert! That filthy bastard!

If she hadn't doubted Lei Wang and Yun Wang's previous statements, when she opened her eyes on the third day and saw Huo Wang's arrogant and wildly handsome face, she knew the answer. These men must have secretly conspired to keep her brother and A Leng out in the dark.

She decided to give Huo Wang a chance—a chance to confess, of course. He would be lenient if he revealed what they were planning.

Huo Wang stared at the beautiful smiling face before him, stunned. She…smiled at him… For a moment, he heard his heart pounding. This feeling…was strange, unfamiliar and odd. The feeling of his heart racing made him uncomfortable, but he liked it. Because, apart from when he transformed into a lion, she had been kind to him. That period was the one he missed most. She pretended not to know the truth, and even when she bossed him around, he was willing, simply because she was happy.

"You're awake." He awkwardly turned his face away, reverting to his usual wild and unrestrained manner, trying to hide his absent-mindedness and embarrassment at having been "spying" on her while she slept. He had never been a gentle person, unaccustomed to being a tender and affectionate man, even though he loved her so much.

"Is it your turn today?" she asked casually, getting up and putting on her shoes. "

Mmm," Huo Wang replied, his mood disrupted by her smile, not noticing her double entendre.

Dongfang Zuozuo raised an eyebrow at his instinctive answer, a slight smile playing on her lips. She hadn't expected this rough man to be so adorable now; the way he obediently answered her questions earlier was quite amusing!

However, her momentary daze was fleeting. Her domineering and self-centered nature still prevailed. Without any warning, her "plump waist" was lifted up by a pair of broad hands, slowly spun around in mid-air, and then returned to the man's embrace. The Fire King ignored her surprised expression, his thick eyebrows flying arrogantly. His previous violence was now covered by an invisible tenderness. He took off the shoes she had just put on, awkwardly put on thick socks for her, and only then released her with satisfaction.

Silently watching him do all this, Dongfang Zuozuo couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. Her small feet were warmed by his large hands, and her whole body felt burning hot from being pressed against him. She had always known that the Fire King's body temperature was high, but never before had she felt this intense, fiery heat—a warmth she had never felt before…

She had always known, ever since she saw him again, that this rough and violent man had changed. His transformation was...for her... Although a complete change was impossible, at least in her presence, he restrained his bloodthirstiness and violence. She saw everything he did clearly. Because he feared losing control, he never argued with his brother or A Leng; because he didn't want to put pressure on her, he never showed her much affection, only staying close by her side, gazing intently at her with his unique, blood-red eyes, using this method to tell her he wouldn't give up; because he understood the hurt he had caused her, he never actively fought or tried to take her away, unlike Lei Wang and Yun Wang who seized every opportunity to cling to her; because he had made far too many mistakes...

and she already had too many people who loved her.

Realizing she had been staring at him too intently, Dongfang Zuozuo hurriedly escaped his embrace. She couldn't think about it anymore. The world had changed, the past was gone, their futures shouldn't intersect again.

Even if things changed, so what? He was still him, still the man with a fiery temper. She didn't think she could accept any further intimacy with him. After all—the memories he left her were too cruel, too terrifying. Although she had tried to bury them, the shadow of abuse would still be vivid in her mind whenever she closed her eyes…

Watching her fleeing figure, the Fire King painfully and regretfully closed his eyes tightly, then opened them again. He knew that among the seven men, if she had to choose, he would be the first to be eliminated. Just now… in her eyes, there was even fear and defensiveness towards him… He punched the unmade bed hard, making the whole bed shake, while he stared blankly at the bathroom.

After washing up, she walked hurriedly out of the bathroom, passing by him without pausing, grasping the doorknob before turning back and softly saying, "I'm going downstairs first."

The Fire King clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. He watched the woman's departing figure, muttered a curse under his breath, and hurriedly followed.

"Ah! What are you doing?!"

Halfway there, she was suddenly scooped up in mid-air, and could only cling tightly to the only piece of driftwood—his neck.

"Woman! Are you trying to strangle me?" the Fire King said teasingly, though he actually lingered on the soft touch of her small hands; her strength couldn't possibly hurt him.

"You...you let me walk by myself." She struggled with her legs, then released his grip, slightly increasing the distance between them.

"You're so clumsy, who knows if you'll drop yourself to your death?" Seeing her struggling in his arms, he suddenly felt incredibly happy, all his earlier displeasure vanishing.

"Don't go too far!" I knew it! Old habits die hard!

"You'd better behave in my hands." He said it without thinking, but she took it to heart. Unwittingly, his words had already hurt her. She remembered those unbearable days when his devilish threats echoed repeatedly in her ears, like a sinister dream, haunting her soul day and night, making her restless… "Woman, why can't you learn to behave?"

"If you behave, I might make you feel better after I've had my fill."

"I'm telling you to be obedient! Not to be like a dead fish! This wanton hole is already making noises, where's the sound of your little mouth? Hmm? Scream! Scream loudly!" "

Boring woman, you won't scream, huh? I'll fuck you until you make a sound!"

…

"No, I don't want to!" Her face grew paler and paler, she clutched her head, desperately twisting, "Let me go! Let me go!"

Why did those memories come back when she was trying to forget them? Why did she remember them so clearly? It hurt so much, she felt so bad… Was she going to die? Otherwise, how could she see Shura?

"Woman, what's wrong with you?" The Fire King was startled by her appearance. Her rosy face suddenly turned pale, and her body curled up like a hedgehog, her buttocks jutting out from behind his arm. If he hadn't held her steady, she would have fallen long ago. Why had she suddenly become like this?

"Put...me down." Her swollen eyes looked away. She simply didn't have the courage to look at his face, his demonic pupils. How could this be? Even when everyone was around, although she deliberately ignored him, she never panicked like this when her gaze occasionally swept over him! Now, was it because she was alone that she felt uneasy?

The Fire King stared at her intently, unable to understand where he had gone wrong.

"My stomach..." Suddenly, as if sensing the mother's pain, the fetus also moved restlessly, providing the excuse the mother needed at this moment.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Huo Wang immediately pulled her back to the room and carefully stayed by her bedside, asking anxiously, "Are you feeling any better?" He placed his palm on her belly and, using some method, the baby inside quickly calmed down and stopped moving. Actually, after they agreed to take turns caring for her, Huo Wang had researched a lot about pregnant women. He could handle most situations; the problem was that Zuo Zuo's baby was moving too much and causing some pain.

Dongfang Zuo Zuo slid into the covers, breathing quietly, without answering. Huo Wang gazed at her intently, silent, cherishing this moment; every blink felt like a waste.

After a long while, a soft voice emerged from under the covers, "I'll just have breakfast in the room." She could skip it, but the baby couldn't.

Huo Wang frowned in annoyance. How could he have forgotten something so important? Although she no longer needed food, during pregnancy, she absolutely had to eat three meals a day like a normal person.

From the moment Dongfang Zuozuo started acting strangely until now, she hadn't even glanced at him. Even the slow-witted Fire King realized something. He frowned, recalling everything he had done and said, and suddenly his strong body stiffened—"Behave yourself in my hands..."

So, her fear of him had reached this point? So fearful that even a single word could easily trigger her nerves?

His gaze was too intense for her to ignore. Forced to quickly finish breakfast, she lay back down in bed, skipping even her usual morning prenatal education.

Fire King stared at her for a full half hour, then his blood-red eyes darkened, the once dazzling fiery red pupils seemingly losing their luster, their vibrant spirit replaced by deep sorrow.

Quiet, utterly quiet. She could only hear her own breathing, rising and falling, faint and gentle. Thankfully, he didn't move, and she drifted off to sleep.

Just then, her exposed face suddenly felt a tingling sensation, like being brushed by slightly rough fur. It was gentle, yet impossible to ignore, because of the following heat—a nearly scalding breath blowing near her ear, as if deliberately teasing her, determined to wake her.

What came into view was a fiery, shimmering red. The lion's familiar, massive body was close to her, half-crouched on the ground, its large head resting beside her pillow, nuzzling her face affectionately.

But she froze.

Why was he doing this? Wasn't it unnecessary now?

But she couldn't help feeling overjoyed to see this familiar "lion" again. A warm current slowly welled up in her eyes. She reached out and gently brushed the rough fur on its large head. She couldn't forget that this "lion" had accompanied her through those unforgettable days, the painful time after losing her brother… Therefore, she had a special affection for it.

Seeing her smile again, the Fire King's heart relaxed, yet it also ached terribly.

Fine, if his wretched appearance could put her at ease, even if he could only accompany her in this form from now on, he would be willing…

But his heart still ached so much. Could he please give her another chance?

Chapter 122 Who Will You Choose ?

After two rounds of "shifts" with the three men beaming, finally, on a sunny afternoon, as Dongfang Zuozuo nestled in Lei Wang's arms, leisurely enjoying the afternoon in her own movie theater, the four furious men, having finally escaped the Creator God, rushed home. However, the scene before them was that of their beloved woman and Lei Wang "flirting" (in reality, Dongfang Zuozuo was desperately resisting the lecherous man's advances, but every time she pushed him away, he kissed her). Naturally—they were enraged. And stimulated by this heartwarming scene, they… exploded.

"Do you want me to come over, or will you come over yourself?"

At the doorway, Leng Wang stood with his arms crossed, his silver eyes as dark and brooding as an impending downpour.

"Let go!" Dongfang Zuozuo struggled twice but couldn't break free. Lei Wang, seemingly unfazed, licked her slightly swollen lips, a look of lingering, ambiguous pleasure on his face.

A flash of light, and she suddenly felt a release. Lei Wang was gone, and A Leng—wasn't she gone either?

A blinding light flashed through the window. She was startled by her own thought. Could A Leng be that impulsive? But Lei Wang's provocation just now… So, she rushed out the door. Of course, Dongfang Chi and the others wouldn't allow her to run like that; they scooped her up and carried her outside. They knew what those two were doing—fighting! They'd be happy to kill one of them!

"Stop it, all of you!" She slammed her eyes shut, not wanting to see any sign of them getting hurt. Without thinking twice, she shouted for them to stop, discovering for the first time in her life that her voice was surprisingly loud.

The wind died down.

A deep, gentle voice whispered in her ear, "That's enough." Only

then did Dongfang Zuozuo dare to look up. But when she met those icy, silver eyes, her legs went weak. Terrifying! Terrifying! Didn't they know pregnant women shouldn't be frightened? Luckily, her older brother was there to support her; otherwise, falling would have been incredibly embarrassing. Why was she so afraid of A-Leng? That look was truly terrifying! She'd known that since their first meeting.

Dongfang Chi noticed her unease, took a step forward, pulled her behind him, and pierced the Cold King with his sharp gaze.

"If you can't tolerate our existence, if you can't control yourself and accidentally hurt her, if you're going to do something to hurt her, then please leave."

She was speechless, stunned by her brother's words. She stared blankly at his resolute back, like an unshakeable mountain protecting her…

The men remained silent, largely agreeing with Dongfang Chi's assessment. Indeed, it was true. They had witnessed enough of Dongfang Zuozuo's devastating grief caused by the Cold King's extreme actions. She had been driven to this point by him; her pain was their pain. This man was clearly too domineering; he couldn't tolerate the slightest transgression, even a single extra word she uttered with another man would drive him mad. Given Dongfang Zuozuo's current situation, this was impossible.

She loved her brother, and besides, the Thunder King, Cloud King, and Fire King were such stubborn men; they wouldn't give up, even if it meant perpetual entanglement. There was no guarantee that one day the Cold King wouldn't hurt her again out of jealousy.

Therefore, he wasn't suitable for her.

"You... think so too?" The Cold King's gaze seemed to pierce through Dongfang Chi's body, his sharp eyes causing her pain like thorns.

"I just don't want you to get hurt, A-Leng, I don't want you to leave, no..." She threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly, her warm liquid soaking his clothes. "But can you please not hurt my brother? Can you please not fight with them? I'm so scared..."

The Cold King controlled himself, preventing himself from reaching out to embrace her soft body. Her slender shoulders trembled fragilely, desperately needing a strong and firm hug. But there were some things he wasn't sure about...

"If I promise you I won't hurt them, will you—leave with me?" His gaze was focused and intense as he gripped her shoulders. "Just the two of us, and our child."

"A-Leng..."

Actually, she should have guessed this situation long ago. She had just been running away, maintaining a false peace for this period of time. She dared not mention any topic related to this, because she understood that once things were out in the open, there would be no turning back. She would be forced to make a choice.

Her brother, or A-Leng?

Her brother, or A-Leng?

Her brother, or A-Leng...

The box had been opened, and no one could remain uninvolved in this situation.

The hearts of all seven men were in suspense. If she chose Leng Wang, Lei Wang and the others would have no hope. But if she chose her brother, she could accept being with several men at the same time, and they would surely find a way in and eventually enter her world.

Thump, thump, thump.

The chaotic beating of their hearts rose and fell, indistinguishable from one another. In this silent yet turbulent atmosphere, each man harbored his own secret thoughts.

She stood in the middle of them, pale-faced, isolated and helpless.

"I..."

Just one word, and seven pairs of hungry eyes were glued to her slightly parted red lips, yearning for the most beautiful sound to come from her mouth.

She closed her mouth, her rose-red lips pressed tightly together with difficulty and tension. She absentmindedly lowered her head, touching her swollen belly. The bright sunlight also ravaged the seven sincere and burning hearts. Without a reply, their emotions fermented and fermented under the sunlight.

Her silence seemed like a moment to them, but to them it felt like an eternity.

“I’m sorry.”

She remained calm under the astonished and angry gazes of the seven men, turning and silently walking into the house.

“I won’t choose anyone. You…choose me!”

Since that day, she didn’t know what they discussed outside, nor how long they talked. All she knew was that when she woke up, she was greeted by seven concerned, handsome faces.

They didn’t mention a word about their conversation that day.

And all seven men stayed, and—they began rebuilding the villa, replanning their…home.

They didn’t use any magic, but rather worked together in a real, collaborative way. First, they discussed the overall specifications of the future villa, then the details, until the entire villa’s blueprints were designed. She was amazed to see the seven men working together so diligently. They often gathered to discuss the decorations, and she could only listen quietly, barely able to get a word in edgewise. Occasionally, when their opinions differed, they would turn to her and ask which approach she would take.

Time flew by, and after a month, her heart gradually calmed down, but a bad premonition lingered...

because—their gazes at her grew increasingly intense, the burning desire in their eyes sending shivers down her spine each time she was looked at like that.

But... no, it couldn't be. How could Ah Leng accept that? Ah Leng wouldn't treat her like that. He hadn't even tolerated other men's advances towards her before; how could he make such a decision?

She didn't understand how much her hesitation that day had hurt the Cold King's heart. And a man driven to desperation is capable of anything.

In fact, her premonition was correct, and it was confirmed the night before the house was to be renovated—endurance had reached its limit!

After this "last supper," many things happened without warning. The men's schemes were unfolding in secret. Was this revenge against a woman or punishment for themselves? After the consequences, neither of them could find the answer. And—even if they possessed extraordinary abilities, they couldn't buy back what's lost… And after tonight, many things would change, leaving them helpless and without any chance to salvage the situation! Because she acted decisively, giving them no loopholes to exploit! She

showered on time as usual, read for a while, and then went to sleep.

Lying alone in bed, she had grown accustomed to the absence of their company over the past month. Yes, after that day, no one would sleep with her at night anymore, but she knew they were all watching her. Many times, when she wanted to get up for a drink of water or had a cramp in her limbs, someone would immediately appear beside her to solve her problem before she even uttered a sound. And the person chosen was never fixed.

In the dark room, she stared at the ceiling, her heart pounding. For some reason, it seemed particularly difficult to fall asleep tonight.

Suddenly, Dongfang Zuozuo gripped the bedsheet tightly, propped herself up on her pregnant belly, and slowly sat up. Her eyes were fixed on the seven dark figures in front of her—no sound of a door opening, no sound of footsteps, they had silently entered her room. What did they want?

Involuntarily, she took a half-inch back. Dongfang Zuozuo's expression was frozen. She desperately wanted to calm herself, to quiet her chaotic thoughts, but she couldn't. They had practically floated to her bedside.

Her eyes widened. Dongfang Chi was to her left, chuckling softly as he considerately placed a soft pillow under her back. "Is this any more comfortable?"

Whether it was a hallucination or not, she felt a strange ambiguity in her brother's words. His deep, resonant voice was like aged wine, deep and intoxicatingly fragrant. As if deliberately creating this effect, before she could recover from her thoughts, a malicious fingertip lightly traced her belly, seemingly soothing the baby, but the circling motion felt more like a provocation.

She pursed her lips, gently removing the finger from her stomach, trying to keep her voice from trembling and unease.

"I want to sleep. Is there something you need?"

"Yes."

(Chapter 123, 02-05: Forcing her to choose, even pregnant women go crazy~h~) Shen's

deliberately lowered voice seemed to prevent her from recognizing who it was. Immediately, darkness enveloped the surroundings, a completely black world, even the lingering moonlight vanished. In her panic, she reached out and grabbed at the air, not knowing whose body she touched. Without thinking, she grabbed the person's arm, like a drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood.

"Stop playing around! Turn on the light!" Dongfang Zuozuo's lips trembled, her voice hoarse.

"Don't be afraid." Another voice, different from the previous one, clearly belonged to someone else, but she still couldn't tell which one it was. They seemed determined to play hide-and-seek with her, but she wouldn't allow it!

"What are you trying to do! If you don't turn on the light, don't expect me to talk to you again!" she snapped, almost shouting. If she still couldn't guess the reason for their calm over the past month, then she was incredibly stupid!

Because her body was subtly changing—a burning, empty feeling… a familiar craving spread to every corner of her body. Ah, she knew it! Her body couldn't withstand a long period without sexual desire. A month ago, the desire that tormented her almost every few days disappeared, allowing her to sleep soundly for a month without waking up at night to find her underwear soaked with semen. But now, this restless heat was several times more intense than before! It was as if her deliberately suppressed desire had suddenly burst forth!

Biting her lip, she released her grip, clutching her stomach, and retreated far away from them. But even this movement was torture; the friction of her buttocks against the sheets intensified the itching below.

None of the men responded to her pleas. Seven pairs of gleaming eyes shone with an eerie light in the night, sharpening their knives.

No, don't be so cruel to her!

It was too late. How could they so easily abandon their plans after a month of planning? Tonight, she demanded an answer!

Her heart pounded like a drum, and she felt the hot and cold sweats. Desperately, she heard the sound of clothes falling to the ground, one after another. The air temperature rose higher and higher, but her body temperature was several times higher!

The men were all naked; only she remained.

Although she couldn't see their bodies, she could feel them drawing closer, and she could feel the extreme heat emanating from their bodies.

She didn't know who touched her body first, but Dongfang Zuozuo instinctively screamed.

However, the scream only made them pause for a second before they continued to strip her clothes off. During the undressing, seven large hands groped the curves of her body haphazardly, pinching her nipples, squeezing her buttocks, poking her cleft... Every action made her blood boil. This stimulating feeling, combined with the desire that had accumulated for three months, made every move they made easily ignite a raging fire, burning her with lust.

Half a minute later, she was completely naked, like a newborn baby, her skin smooth and radiant with a pale white hue. Of course, they could all see her eight-month-old belly, round and full. Her body was far more voluptuous than before, especially her breasts. Two large mounds of red nipples formed a deep cleavage between them. Beneath her round belly, one could vaguely see the pink opening encased in her large labia. Her beautiful body drove them to madness, making it impossible for them to turn back. The sounds of them swallowing were incessant, almost like a flood.

As a black head buried itself in her chest, her limbs were spread apart and restrained.

"Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this? Ah Leng, you actually agreed? I don't believe it! Brother, are you going to treat me like this too? Didn't you say you would never hurt me? Do you know I'm pregnant? Seven people, are you going to do this to me all at once? Don't tell me this is what you decided!"

She cried and cursed. Why couldn't you leave her any dignity?

She was wrong. She shouldn't have left them with this difficult problem. She shouldn't have been so greedy...

Feeling a hot tongue tentatively probing into her small hole, she flinched, her legs trembling even more violently. Involuntarily, she raised her waist to meet the tongue's thrusts, letting it lick deeper. It felt so good, but her tears flowed even more.

"I choose, let me go. If you want to make me choose this way, don't bother. Let me go! I'll choose now!"

Dongfang Zuozuo endured wave after wave of pleasure coming from her private parts. Her breasts were being kneaded and poked by two hands of different temperatures, their messy and lewd shapes blooming. It was truly a bittersweet experience. But not a single man stopped. Clearly, while they wanted to know the answer, they were currently more enjoying the wonderful sensation in their hands.

"Shh—" Someone breathed softly in her ear, a deep voice mockingly laughing, "Darling, of course you have to choose, but now is not the time. Don't think we don't know, your answer now won't be sincere, you're just angry, am I right?" Damn

men! He'd be in big trouble if she found out who it was! But these men seemed to be very shrewd, not using their usual nickname for her, but instead using other disgusting terms!

The tongue stuffed in her little hole quickened its movements, her vaginal fluids gushing out, mixed with the sounds of the man sucking on her flesh. Her snow-white legs, held and gnawed by someone, straightened, and her ten cute toes curled up.

"Hehe, the effect is indeed very good." The man who had sucked the woman's little hole until she climaxed was very satisfied with his results, two fingers parting her labia and beginning to play with the swollen little pearl.

"Get out!" In an instant, someone angrily pushed away the man who still wanted to occupy her vagina, and took his place, directly inserting three fingers into her wet vagina, smoothly thrusting in and out with the help of the slippery vaginal fluid.

In this exciting moment, she couldn't make a sound, because her small mouth was blocked. That hot and rough tongue, she thought, she knew who it was... the temperature that belonged to that man... the Fire King, kissing her.

This kiss seemed to be infused with his soul, he kissed so attentively, both gentle and domineering, he seemed to want to make amends or silently confide something to her through this kiss. Gradually, seeing that she didn't react, he kissed her more urgently, deeper, his steel teeth biting her small tongue, gently nibbling, completely ignoring the fact that their saliva was constantly overflowing. Her entire small mouth was covered by him, his tongue pressed against the base of her tongue, his teeth biting the tip of her tongue, a messy, sticky mess.

Dongfang Zuozuo was actually terrified by him. The long-awaited kiss, the long-lost intimacy—this taste, so aggressive and violent, filled her with dread.

From her reaction, Huo Wang realized she recognized him, yet he stubbornly continued the deep kiss, stubbornly seeking her response and—forgiveness.

"Mmm…mmm…" Huo Wang didn't give her a chance to refuse. He breathed on her occasionally to prevent her from suffocating, then the kiss deepened, becoming increasingly frenzied, until finally he almost bit her lips! He almost swallowed her tongue! Because he was truly afraid that this would be their last intimate moment. He could wait, but he feared she wouldn't even give him that chance!

Dongfang Zuozuo's resistance was only brief and weak, because, apart from her lips, every part of her body was subjected to a powerful invasion. Seven agile and wet tongues occupied different parts of her body, constantly sweeping and stimulating her senses. She knew they knew every sensitive spot on her body better than she did, and they had chosen the right places. She could imagine the almost simultaneous surge of excitement within her, forcing her to burn along with them.

All she could hear in the room were the sounds of sucking, the repeated "tsk tsk tsk" echoing through the room.

The tender flesh inside her vagina was rubbed raw by the rapid thrusting, burning hot. Another hand brought her to a second orgasm, but she felt empty, needing something bigger and longer to fill her, and they… didn't seem to want to satisfy her yet.

Her vulva was already wet and viscous with sticky vaginal fluid, and beneath her wet labia, her clitoris bulged, easily drawing out more fluid with a gentle rub. She hungrily raised her buttocks, bringing her vagina closer to the man's fingers, actively thrusting back and forth. The feeling was unbearable, almost unbearable.

She sobbed in the Fire King's mouth, tears mingling with sweat, her vision filled with a chilling aura.

These men—she finally understood their purpose: to torment her.

Surrender? No! She would never bow her head!

No man saw the resolute and determined light gleaming in her lowered eyes. Even the Fire King, closest to her, didn't notice, for he was too focused on the kiss, too eager for her.

Just as the Fire King was about to give up, Dongfang Zuozuo suddenly bit his thin lips. He was startled, a surge of joy slowly filling his chest. He let her bite, then extended his tongue, gently licking her teeth and lips. She released her grip, opened her mouth, and their tongues entwined. This kiss was earth-shatteringly intense; their heads swayed back and forth, locked in a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwined, lips pressed together, swallowing each other's saliva, letting the other's wet tongue swirl within their mouths.

Her breathing quickened; she couldn't bear it any longer!

Want to play, huh? Make her choose, huh? She'll choose!

Sure enough—

"Want it?"

In the chaos, Fire King was pushed away, and another familiar scent approached her. She recognized it—it was Cloud King.

Trying to steady her breathing, she calmly propped herself up from the bed, composed unlike the woman who had been rendered speechless by their earlier antics.

"Yes!" she answered firmly, without a trace of panic, only an aura of overwhelming desire, which stunned the seven men. Her next words made their eyes widen—"Are you planning to ask me who else you want next?"

Thump, thump.

She secretly gritted her teeth, her private parts almost painfully empty, her vagina burning with desire. It was so unbearable; she felt like hell couldn't be worse. These men deserved to die! She wouldn't let them get away with it!

"What, you're not happy that I'm making a choice?" She raised an eyebrow, laboriously moving towards the pillow, making room for them. “Make a large open space in the room, lay down a carpet, and you all lie down in a circle.”

The men were even more shocked, staring motionlessly at this audacious woman. She hadn’t even made a basic gesture of protecting her chest, brazenly exposing her lewd body before them. Their penises swelled to at least twice their normal size!

“What, didn’t you want me to choose? What if I change my mind…”

Before she could finish speaking, she felt herself being lifted up and placed on a soft blanket. Then, there was a soft sound. She concealed the sarcasm and triumph in her eyes, reaching out her hands. Because of her large belly, she could only kneel on the ground.

She touched a pair of hairy thighs, moving upwards… deliberately going over the extra-large sausage, touching her smooth lower abdomen. Then, she straddled him, tracing the contours of his features. She heard his suppressed heavy breathing, smiled mischievously, and quickly straddled another body before he could reach out and grab her.

She leaned down, deliberately swaying her breasts, and licked the corner of the man's mouth beneath her. She instantly recognized the familiar scent, and the man instinctively grabbed her breast. She, however, bit his lip hard, causing him to release his grip in pain, before moving on to the third body.

This time, she didn't touch his face, but instead attacked a certain spot on this body, hearing the expected "Aww," and left satisfied.

Good, all three brothers are sleeping together!

So, next up are them…

Without hesitation, she straddled the man, lowering her head, her small face gently rubbing against his nose, her soft hair playfully brushing against his face, tickling him, yet the fragrance making his heart flutter. Just as he reached out to grab this enchantress, she pushed him away, and before leaving, she mischievously flicked his erect penis with her toe. She knew this first thing that had entered her body intimately.

By the time she reached the fifth body, she was already overflowing with lustful fluids, her vagina soaking wet. Without thinking, she grabbed the hot rod, and with a "whoosh," half of the glans slid in. She thought she needed to calm down first, but as the man eagerly and excitedly tried to insert it all the way in, she quickly pulled away. There was no need to test anymore; she already knew who it was. Because, that temperature was unmatched.

With the sixth body, she heard her heart pounding rapidly. Slowly straddling him, her wet vulva instantly soaked the man's lower abdomen, the white fluid smearing his stomach. He reached out and grabbed her waist, and she leaned closer to his face, lightly touching his thin lips. Instantly, her large eyes filled with disappointment. This moment of distraction allowed the man to capture her lips, kissing her deeply before she pulled away.

Dongfang Zuozuo knew they could all see her. Therefore, she didn't let any inappropriate expression betray her. What was coming would come.

She didn't know how to describe her current feelings; she only knew that it was truly, truly terrible.

Turning around, she didn't even glance at the owner of the seventh body. After retreating to a roughly suitable position, she sat down with her back to him, grasping the enormous, once-frightening penis, aiming it at her wet little hole, and "plop," she sat down completely.

"Ugh!" Pain… It turned out she had overestimated herself. Her endurance wasn't that great. After months of not having sex, suddenly swallowing something so large—was she reaping what she sowed?

However, when the man behind her tried to help her switch positions, she stubbornly held onto his legs and began to sit up and down. She squatted and rose, rapidly swallowing and releasing the thick, long penis in a squatting position, seemingly… deliberately insulting someone, and deliberately demeaning herself.

She was pregnant, and large movements weren't suitable for her. Within two minutes, she felt utterly exhausted. Squatting in the toilet was strenuous work, and such a wanton posture was something she would never have done before. But now, she was completely enraged by these men.

Even the Cold King was getting impatient with her speed. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He slightly propped himself up, wanting to hug her from behind and move on. He was so happy, so very happy that she had chosen him!

But his joy was quickly shattered by her next move, leaving him utterly…heartbroken.

*Pop*, pulling out the enormous radish, her expression complex, she stood up without hesitation. Her unsatisfied vagina dripped with lustful fluid, flowing down her thighs, calves, and heels.

She pounced on a strong male body beside her, grabbing a large penis haphazardly and shoving it into her vagina. Because it was so wet, it was difficult to find the entrance, but the man thrust his hips forward, quickly sliding into her warm, tight passage. Both of them cried out in pleasure simultaneously. Dongfang Zuozuo writhed uncontrollably, her body writhing with desire. "Big brother, take me! Quickly..."

Dongfang Chi was startled. Although he didn't know how she recognized him, he didn't say much. He immediately changed positions, making her lie down, carefully lifting her buttocks, and thrusting in with a sudden burst of energy. He had been waiting too long, and his emotions were too excited. And she was so tight and wet that Dongfang Chi lost control of his ejaculation! Lava-like semen shot wildly into her vagina. Although he continued to thrust, Dongfang Zuozuo pushed him away and rolled over onto her second brother. The semen that hadn't stopped spraying flowed all over the floor.

"Second brother, you have to be 'long-lasting,' you have to 'hold on,' you can't be like big brother!" She playfully kissed the corner of his mouth, lying beneath him, her legs spread wide, her pink labia swaying, each sway revealing milky white droplets, along with the flowing semen. Her slightly parted black hole was incredibly beautiful.

"You little rascal!" Dongfang Lang patted her buttocks playfully, his penis aimed at her peach blossom cave, and he sighed comfortably at the moment of penetration. Then he couldn't wait to hug her tightly and start thrusting back and forth. The little red crevice opened for him, and the two large purplish-black balls occasionally slapped her anus. The obscene scene stung someone's heart.

Dongfang Chi was extremely annoyed and frustrated. How could he have been so humiliated? That tight little hole had sucked him out so easily! He was so unwilling to accept it! So, he used his hands and lips to aid Dongfang Zuozuo's masochistic advances, and the three of them became entangled together.

She laughed, her small hands grasping her older brother's penis, skillfully stroking it to relieve him.

"Zuozuo is so biased, I want some too." Dongfang Huang pouted childishly, giving her a wolfish kiss, while simultaneously grabbing her other hand to hold his own big treasure, and began to thrust back and forth.

"Mmm...so comfortable...Second brother, you're so amazing...ah ha..."

Hearing her praise, Dongfang Lang naturally had to work even harder. A wicked smile appeared on his lips as he grabbed her breasts, kneading and rubbing them with each thrust.

“Baby, making you feel good is Second Brother’s mission. How about it? Want to go faster? Or, should I insert it to the left or the right?”

“Hehe…you bad man!” She giggled and punched Dongfang Lang’s firm chest muscles, spreading her legs wider.

“Baby Zuo Zuo, Third Brother will make you feel even better, trust me, it’s my turn now, right? Third Brother can’t hold back anymore.” Dongfang Huang reached out and touched her labia, which were turned inside out by the penetration, and then gently pressed the little red bean, causing her to convulse and clench the penis inside her.

Dongfang Lang’s legs went weak from the clenching, he cursed under his breath, glared at Dongfang Huang, and thrust quickly dozens of times before ejaculating.

"Third Brother, look what you've done! Hurry up!" Her alluring fingertips traced his handsome face as Dongfang Zuozuo hooked her leg around his strong waist. "It's still wet."

"Coming, baby. When did you become so eager?" He sighed comfortably, burying his swollen member deep into her still-recovering vagina, patting her snowy buttocks. "Squeezing so tight? Trying to make me ejaculate?"

She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck and her thighs around his waist, responding to his rhythmic thrusts.

The Cold King could hardly believe his eyes!

Ahead, a wanton woman, alluring and seductive beyond compare, lay with her snow-white legs spread wide, welcoming the man's enormous penis, thrusting in and out repeatedly, engaging in obscene intercourse right before his eyes…

Two other men, one grabbing her breasts and licking them desperately, the other cupping her lips and savoring them with relish, occasionally reaching down to tease her swollen clitoris, a scene of exquisite debauchery.

At this moment, he, like a dangerous and aggressive cheetah, squinted at the lewd scene before him, at the wanton woman, watching his territory being invaded by other men. He slowly stood up, looking down at her.

Dongfang Zuozuo seemed completely unconcerned about his attitude, glancing at him sideways and beckoning with her finger, "Sorry, I didn't satisfy you earlier, want to join in?"

"Giggle," every bone and joint in his body seemed to be fighting, every artery from his forehead to his feet throbbing, his bulging eyes fixed on her, even his erect, massive genitals seemed to be twitching with anger, whether from unsatisfaction or from the invasion of his own sanctuary.

The room was filled with the stench of debauchery and the sounds of filth, stimulating his olfactory nerves and eardrums.

"Third Brother, someone's angry, you take care of yourself first, they need 'comfort' more than you do," Dongfang Zuozuo mischievously pushed away the climaxing Dongfang Huang, letting him pound the floor in frustration, while she giggled coquettishly.

Before she could even reach the cold-hearted king, her face flushed with desire, she was pinned down. Because of her large belly, he could only prop himself up, his dangerous voice sounding like he wanted to tear her to pieces, "Are you that thirsty? Can't I satisfy you? Hmm? Having sex with other men while pregnant with my child? Doing this in front of me, you really have

guts." "Sizzle," her warm little opening spasmed as the huge rod pierced her labia, forcefully thrusting into her clitoris. She gripped his shoulders tightly; the strength… cough cough, it seemed her man was truly enraged.

But—wasn't this his own doing? If he hadn't forced her like this, if he hadn't agreed, she wouldn't have gotten to this point! Did he think she didn't know? Just now—when she chose him first, he must have been very proud, right? He must have thought she chose him, but she wasn't, because she hated this method! Was he going to force her to choose this way? Fine, she did as he wished, wasn't she the first one to "sit" with him?

"Are you satisfied now? Does it feel good to be inserted like this? Left side, right? Right side, right? Tell me, did I make you feel good?"

A few more "slap slap" sounds as he slapped her buttocks, his fingers digging into her cleft, inserting one finger at once!

"Ah!" It hurts so much! What is this man doing?!

"Heh, so tight, both holes are so tight, I'm going to loosen them both today!"

"Cold King!" She almost jumped up. This man is crazy, and she's not going to go crazy with him. Her sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the darkness, staring directly at him without flinching. "If you're going to do it, do it! Don't try anything funny! One hole is enough for you to have your fun! You don't need two! Do you have two sticks? So greedy?"

If he hadn't forced her, would she have done this?!

"Say that again?"

"Hmph, one hole is enough for all of you, come at me all at once!" She smiled seductively and beckoned to the others with her finger. Her smile was so alluring that everyone was stunned, because they had never seen her like this before.

“Lei…come here…” Dongfang Zuozuo called his name so gently for the first time, and Lei Wang was almost disoriented. He followed obediently, dazed, gazing at her flushed face with fascination. “Kneel down.”

He obediently knelt down, but the next second he suddenly held his breath!

That warm mouth, that silky little tongue, tightly enveloped his penis; she…was licking his precious thing…Oh my god, it was so stimulating! So…amazing!

Lei Wang didn't notice the fleeting coldness and disappointment in Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes when he actually walked towards her—it was so…heartbreaking.

This scene not only shocked Lei Wang, but also several other pairs of jealous and incredulous eyes staring at her swollen little mouth.

“Baby, you're so, so biased!” Dongfang Lang narrowed his eyes, swinging his long penis as he walked towards them. He couldn't believe it; had he stimulated his darling too much tonight? She was even willing to give him oral sex?!

Leng Wang pinched her face, forcing the penis out of her mouth. She was forced to spit it out, but then soothingly stroked Lei Wang's swollen penis back and forth with her hand.

"Why?" he asked, the hard rod still slowly moving in and out.

"And why are you doing this?" she retorted, turning her face away.

"You...you damn it!"

He was speechless with anger; he couldn't think of a reason. This wasn't the way she was trying to anger him.

At this moment, several other men surrounded them, and Dongfang Zuozuo greeted them with a smile. Leng Wang's anger flared even higher; he was on the verge of collapse. The only outlet for his anger was her vagina, so he could only thrust harder and harder each time, then pull out violently, relentlessly stabbing her.

In a daze, a dark figure hurriedly fled this lewd scene.

A slight smile played on her lips, and her eyes, as clear as black glass, shimmered with a captivating light as that person departed, further inflaming the desires of the men...

Thank you...

she murmured to herself.

She resumed her seductive smile, grinning wickedly at the six men before her. Her thighs and calves folded into an "M" shape, floating in mid-air, welcoming the Cold King's continued, powerful thrusts. White fluid splattered, her private parts, stretched for so long, turned a vibrant red, the opening almost unable to close, her vagina throbbing and aching from the penetration, thick semen gushing forth in a continuous stream.

"Your turn, my… Brother Yun." Her little red tongue teasingly circled her red lips, her eyes languid. She kicked the Cold King off her, tossing him aside like a used item, then stretched out her leg to hook the still-shocked Yun King down. Yun King nearly fell, quickly protecting her stomach, swallowing hard. Was this… was this still his little darling?

"What, don't you want it?" Seeing his lack of reaction, she tried again. Yun King quickly grabbed her feet, making her hook her arms around his waist.

"Little cutie, what tricks are you playing? So slutty? But I like it." He said, reaching down to touch her wet vulva, grinning mischievously, "Eight people? You really have the capacity!"

"Come in quickly~" She impatiently rubbed her little hole against his big glans, arousing him. Without saying a word, he grabbed her fleshy buttocks and thrust in hard!

The long-lost tightness almost made him ejaculate like her older brother! Luckily, he stopped in time, otherwise he would have lost face. He slapped her buttocks angrily, and Yun Wang thrust his strong buttocks with great pleasure, roaring, "I knew it, this little cunt can't be loosened, it almost made me cum!"

Her smile faltered, but only for a moment before brightening again. She actively raised her buttocks, moving them up and down, making their union even tighter. Her juices flowed freely, making a "sizzling" sound as the man relentlessly pounded her, splashing onto both of their buttocks and lower abdomens.

"Ugh..." Her body swayed violently, cursing inwardly. This man was too rough, so cruel to her. Even though it had been a long time since she had been with him, she should have taken it easy, right? She should "conserve energy," you know?

"Big...brother, do you want to...ah...no, not there..." In the chaos, she seemed to have grabbed a thick rod, slippery and hot. Hearing the man's muffled groan, she realized that what she was holding was his manhood. So she changed from grabbing to gripping, gently and heavily kneading it, turning the man's muffled groan into a heavy panting.

In the dim light, a scalding hot rod, carrying a lewd scent, was brought to her lips. Dongfang Zuozuo smiled knowingly, opened her mouth, and took it in, her tongue mischievously licking the glans. Suddenly, she sucked hard, and the owner of the hot rod stiffened, desperately shoving the long rod into her mouth, deeper and deeper, almost reaching her throat. She couldn't bear the depth and bit down as punishment. The man cried out in pain, no longer daring to be so unrestrained, but his hands pinched her firm nipples a few times to show his dissatisfaction.

Seeing her enjoying herself so much, the other two men, who had been left aside, unwillingly thrust their penises into her body. Two penises were clamped under her armpits, and before she could protest, they began to thrust, each time penetrating from top to bottom through her armpits. Her hands were held down by the two men, her arms forced to hold fleshy long rods, alternating between long and short.

"No, hahaha... oh, haha... it's so itchy, hahaha..." Are these men messing with her? She laughed and cried at the same time, forced to spit out the hot rod in her mouth, shaking her head from side to side, experiencing a kind of near-death pleasure, yet also feeling both amused and exasperated.

Suddenly, she heard a faint sound in the darkness. She didn't know what the men were doing, but the two penises she had been holding under her armpits moved down a little, continuing to thrust, but without hitting the nerve that made her laugh.

"Baby, help your second brother scratch." Putting his manhood in her hand, Dongfang Lang knew she didn't have the energy to deal with him, so he automatically took her small hand and started masturbating himself.

A hot rod was also inserted into her other hand, and Dongfang Zuozuo consciously and obediently helped them relieve themselves, while opening her mouth to take the penis that she had half-stirred up back into her mouth.

"Plop plop"

"Sizzle"

Strange and varied sounds intertwined, exciting and arousing.

What started as a forced choice turned into a chaotic mess. No one expected this outcome. Except for the Fire King, the seven men were entangled together, the scene obscene and chaotic.

Her whole body was swaying, and strangely, from the beginning until now, Baby hadn't made a sound, seemingly asleep. Deep down, she knew these men had tampered with her, not only with her physical desires but also with Baby, who was deliberately ruining their plans.

Two in her hand, two under her arm, a super-sized one in her mouth, and another inside her vagina—and she was exhausted!

Sex was truly strenuous…

especially for someone like her, "laborious" and "risking her life," wasn't it? Making love while pregnant could easily lead to both mother and child dying.

Baby, Mommy knows you're alright, otherwise these men wouldn't dare be so brazen. But—after dealing with these men, Mommy will take you to a world of just the two of you.

Let's run away, so they can't find us, okay?

Even in her sleep, she knew the answer to her baby's question was—of course, yes! Because she knew her baby was the best.

Hmph, a choice? Forcing her like this? Fine, she chose, and her choice was—nothing!

Ah Leng's actions chilled her to the bone… He actually agreed to use such methods to force her, but—he certainly didn't expect her to resist so fiercely. Now, he must hate her to death! Just look at the force he used on her; he even disregarded his germaphobia, doing it with several men… Let him hate her then, because it's impossible to tell whose fault it was…

She has a baby, that's enough. She should think of a name for the baby; she can't just call her "Baby, Baby" every day.

Chapter 124 "The Runaway Wife and the Adulterer"

The chaotic entanglement of seven men, this record-breaking lovemaking, lasted for three days and three nights. Because the baby couldn't be sealed for too long, three days was the limit; the baby had to wake up before the six men would let her go.

Exhausted, Dongfang Zuozuo lay on the bed, her washed body wrapped in a blanket. Her smooth skin was covered in bruises, which, though quickly erased by the fire lotus seeds, still left some deep marks that would take time to fade completely.

So tired; every bone in her body felt loose, her muscles aching. See, this was the consequence of indulgence.

Frowning, her breathing quickly became even and steady.

The moment the six men left the room, a sorrowful figure suddenly appeared. The man's eyes were filled with pain. He dared not—he had actually run away. Because he knew she wouldn't want him; this woman was putting on an act. He didn't want to regain her body for a performance; that would only push him further away. He didn't want to be so close yet so far.

Outside, he listened to their sounds of lovemaking for three days and three nights without closing his eyes, and yet he couldn't bear to leave, his legs feeling as heavy as lead.

As the Fire King gazed intently at Dongfang Zuozuo, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Shh—" she gestured for quiet, covered his mouth, and took his palm, writing a few words on it.

The Fire King looked at her in disbelief. She had written—"Take me away."

Yes, she was waiting for this guy to appear. She was grateful he hadn't persisted, hadn't colluded with those other men to sleep with her, because if the Fire King had been present, she didn't know if she could have continued this charade. She couldn't guarantee she wouldn't tremble when she touched him. Then, this feast of desire would have become true torture for her; all seven men would have succeeded, and she would be forever oppressed, as they wished, with no chance of redemption. But thankfully, the Fire King left halfway through. That kiss was already her biggest breakthrough; any further, and she felt she would go mad.

The Fire King's absence, and the men's relaxation of their vigilance and "surveillance," was her chance to escape.

Her shimmering, glassy eyes stared straight at him, filled with trust and longing—a trust he had never dared to dream of before, and now, he had actually received it.

The Fire King nodded without hesitation.

As expected, she smiled slightly at him. The Fire King reached out to hug her, but felt an unusual stiffness as soon as he touched her body. Although she quickly relaxed, his heart, already wounded, began to ache again.

Taking a few steps back, the Fire King transformed into a lion, crouching at her feet, and whispered, "Sit on." Dongfang

Zuozuo hadn't expected him to do this. For a moment, she couldn't tell if the warm feeling welling up inside her was real. In a daze, she straddled its back, and a flash of red light appeared before her eyes. They had vanished from the room.

Of course, the Fire King had taken precautions before leaving. He had locked Dongfang Zuozuo's scent in the room, making the men believe she was still there. He had also concealed his own scent, replacing it with the smell of a wild animal, leaving no trace for them to track him down. Since he was leaving, he had to be fully prepared.

Because taking her away meant he wouldn't let her return. She would only have him by her side. What did it matter if he was a lion? He didn't care.

That night, after the six men, having satisfied their lust, thought they had given her enough rest, they entered the room, enraged!

She was gone!

Fire King was gone too !

Damn it , damn it, damn it!

Only then did they remember her strange behavior over the past three days and three nights, how she almost "sat" on Fire King first when the seven men were gathered in a circle, and how Fire King left midway. They had initially thought Fire King had just gone to "heal his wounds" and hadn't paid much attention, letting her rest in the room before continuing to discuss the house issue. Fire King hadn't offered much advice on the house renovation, seemingly indifferent; it turned out his purpose wasn't that!

Thinking back, the more they thought about it, the angrier they became, the more terrified they felt, the more…hurt they felt.

Was her choice Fire King?

The man they always ignored, the man who tried so hard to control his violent temper, the man who was willing to become a beast to stay by her side, the man who always quietly watched her from the side…

No, that's not right, she was afraid of that man, how could it be him?!

Denying it again and again, yet they weren't sure of their guess. After all, they had disappeared together, and the only people who could conceal her scent, besides the few present, were the Fire King and the Creator God.

Could it be—Master? No, because he couldn't wait for them to finish off Dongfang Zuozuo so he could go back to serving him.

Fire King!

Gritting their teeth in anger, the six men clenched their teeth.

Among them, the one most filled with regret and madness was undoubtedly the Cold King! He must have been insane back then, otherwise how could he have fallen into their trap?! How could he have agreed to let those men test her this way? Wasn't he just asking for trouble?! Knowing full well that they had ill intentions towards her, he let things happen, and in the end, it turned out like this! He was wrong. He was wrong in his overconfidence, failing to realize that a person driven to desperation is capable of anything. So, when she later displayed that wanton attitude before him, he knew how utterly erroneous he had been. She was telling him in this way that she hated his presumption, his indulgence, and his testing of her; she was taking revenge. At that moment, he too was provoked, torturing her for three days and three nights with those men. When anger and jealousy reached their peak, it became numbness, destruction—he wanted to destroy her! So he indulged those men, including himself, in ruthlessly ravaging her body. Of the six men, he knew that the most cruel to her, the one who vented his anger on her the most… was him.

The battle hadn't ended, and now the smoke of war rose again.

And what followed was a chaotic story of six men recklessly chasing, capturing, and apprehending their "runaway wife" across the world. Oh, and the hunt for the "adulterer" as well!

At this very moment, the "runaway wife" and her "adulterer" were leisurely lying under the grapevines, lazily eating grapes one by one—or, to put it more simply, feeding each other.

But there was one difference: this "adulterer" was a lion, his gaping maw devouring bunches of sweet, juicy grapes handed to him by the woman's small hands. After finishing the bunches from her, the lion would leap up and pluck a few more from the vine, handing them to her, and then the two would continue eating, thoroughly enjoying themselves. The climate here was exactly August, the lion's favorite month. The sweltering summer heat was occasionally tempered by a cool breeze, bringing comfort and relaxation.

However, she never questioned where she was—whether it was another dimension or his illusion—it didn't matter. What mattered was that she had given herself a quiet space, and also given the men a chance to calm down and reflect on their absurd and chaotic relationship and their respective futures.

"Phew—" Dongfang Zuozuo let out a heavy sigh, waving her hand, "I'm not eating anymore, I'm so full."

The lion seemed to raise an eyebrow, extending its tongue to roll the remaining few pieces from her palm into its mouth. Its tongue "accidentally" licked her delicate skin, making her giggle softly.

"It tickles! Your saliva is so dirty! Here, take it all back." Saying this, she wiped her wet palms on the lion's body, casually placing her little feet on its broad back as a pillow.

Her child was nine months old, and she could barely walk. Every step felt like a struggle. In the end, she simply gave up, leaving everything to this all-powerful lion king! One day, she solemnly entrusted it with the responsibility of ensuring the safety and well-being of her and her child from now on! And the lion nodded heavily, its earnest and affectionate gaze like that of a groom making a lifelong vow before a priest, making her dare not joke anymore.

Some jokes really shouldn't be made, but now, she truly needed "it." For a moment, she couldn't find anyone she could trust, and she understood that no one could replace "it" in taking care of her. She had never imagined that a big man like him could take such good care of her and her child, so meticulously and considerately, without the slightest flaw.

Of course, she didn't know how much the Fire King had learned about human affairs for her sake. This was also why he hadn't come to see her for so long.

"Little Fire, it's time to name the baby. I can't think of anything good!" She suddenly rubbed her belly in frustration.

The lion stiffly twitched the corner of his mouth because of this name he didn't really like. He had no choice but to accept it, as this woman had heard the old man, the Creator God, call him that, so he followed suit.

"I thought of a few that I thought were good, but the baby doesn't seem to like them. I talked to him about it several times, and he even kicked me!" She was furious. Those names were really nice! After finding out he was a boy, she racked her brains to think of a name for him! But he didn't appreciate it at all! Dongfang Zuozuo puffed out her cheeks cutely and continued muttering, "I'm Zuozuo, and I'm going to name him 'Youyou,' it sounds so nice! But... ah! He kicked me again... you bad boy!"

Huo Wang looked at the adorable little woman in front of him, her cheeks puffed up in anger, and couldn't help but smile as he thought of the name she'd chosen for that brat.

Youyou? Should he call her talented or an idiot? Haha... no wonder the brat protested.

"Actually... I'm very scared."

Dongfang Zuozuo suddenly said this, and he looked at her in surprise.

"Giving birth, what exactly do you do? And I don't know anything about it. What am I supposed to do for the baby after it's born? How can I take good care of it? I don't know any of these things." Her eyes were filled with panic and unease. Looking at the cloudless sky, clear and pure blue, it calmed her heart a little. "Tell me, did I do something wrong? Was I too willful? I shouldn't have acted so recklessly at this time."

"No, believe me, I will take good care of you. Don't worry about those things."

The Fire King's slightly hoarse voice had a tremendous calming effect for the first time. His lion paws gently covered her small hands, retracting his sharp claws to avoid piercing her delicate skin.

Dongfang Zuozuo stared at those burning beastly eyes with slight astonishment. This was the first sentence he had spoken since he took her away. He had been silent the whole time, but undeniably, his words reassured her.

As if afraid she wouldn't believe him, the Fire King spoke somewhat urgently, "I know how to deliver a baby, I've read it. I also know what to pay attention to during postpartum confinement, the nutrition to supplement the body, I know all of that. The baby's..."

She couldn't believe her ears, listening to the Fire King continuously recounting these things so unfamiliar to her, these tedious yet seemingly important details of life. How could he remember them so clearly? How could he... be so meticulous? Even she, the expectant mother, didn't know.

Gradually, she felt her heart being entangled by something shapeless, pulling her away...

Since that day when he spoke, the Fire King was no longer silent. Almost every day he would meticulously explain things to her, or tell her stories, characters, and special time periods that interested her. Their communication increased, and her body grew heavier day by day. Many times, when she looked in the mirror, she would angrily stare at the woman in the mirror who could only be described as "plump and round"—in short, fat!

The Fire King always greeted her with a smile. In his eyes, she would always be the pure and beautiful woman he first met by the river, like a lotus flower emerging from clear water. He loved every aspect of her, the beauty she presented only to him, the beauty that bloomed for him… At least, she now belonged to him alone.

Actually, compared to many pregnant women, Dongfang Zuozuo's figure was truly enviable. The only "round" part of her body was her belly. Apart from her breasts being fuller, the rest of her body barely had any extra flesh. Her slender little body supported such a huge belly, making one worry whether her belly would burst or whether her small frame could support the fetus.

Chapter 125 Childbirth and "Postpartum Cleaning"

Time passed quietly. One month later, on a certain night, in a certain house in a certain place, a woman's piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the night. The stars in the sky blinked helplessly, and soon after, a terrifying, heart-wrenching howl echoed from that room—she was in excruciating pain!

Having never experienced it firsthand, the Fire King frantically knelt between her legs, a large iron basin beneath him, while he repeatedly probed her contracting vaginal opening.

In this situation, he naturally reverted to human form.

Dongfang Zuozuo's pain didn't last long, because the child was unusually well-behaved, seemingly comforting its mother ever since her water broke. It slid into her newly dilated vaginal opening without much struggle, and upon hearing the Fire King's cry, "It's wide enough, you can start pushing!", the baby consciously slipped out, its slippery body landing precisely in the Fire King's hands.

How could this be?

From the moment her water broke until now, it had only taken half an hour to be born? It seemed he hadn't witnessed such speed.

The Fire King stood there, somewhat stunned, holding the little one, covered in blood from his mother's body.

Quickly snapping out of his daze, he cut the umbilical cord, turned the little guy over, and gave his bottom a couple of slaps. The baby suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him!

The Fire King frowned, because those silver eyes, identical to his father's, were truly an eyesore.

No crying?

This wouldn't do. Just as he was about to make another sound, Dongfang Zuozuo's weak cry came from ahead, "I want to see the baby."

Because she had consumed the Flower of Life and the Fire Lotus Seed, her torn vagina had automatically repaired itself in a short time. Apart from some unremoved bloodstains, no trace was left, and she was only slightly pale from blood loss; her body felt no pain whatsoever.

The Fire King quickly held the little devil in front of her, his handling clumsy. The soft, boneless infant left him helpless, afraid that he would break him if he used too much force.

She chuckled, teasing, "You look so silly!"

He glared at her angrily, but didn't argue.

Looking at the little one sleeping soundly with his eyes closed in his arms, Dongfang Zuozuo's heart softened unbelievably. She reached out a trembling hand to stroke the baby's tender face. This was the little baby who had been in her belly for ten months. How amazing! He was so tiny. The warm breath from his little nose told her he was breathing, and each breath stirred her heart.

She radiated maternal love, and the Fire King was mesmerized.

If... if this were their family of three, how wonderful that would be...

At that moment, the baby suddenly opened his eyes, and her reflection appeared in two clear, silvery lakes.

"Silver!" Dongfang Zuozuo exclaimed, her eyes suddenly overflowing with tenderness—his... color, the clean color of that man.

Remembering their unforgettable love, her heart and eyes were filled with tenderness. Her gaze shifted, and she softly said to the baby, "I'll just take the character '铭' for your name. When you're older and understand, you can fill in the rest yourself, okay?"

The baby blinked, seemingly agreeing.

She laughed happily, brushing aside his damp fur before exclaiming, "He's not clean yet! Hurry, the blood will clot!"

So, the Fire King resumed his frantic "nanny" duties.

After washing the baby clean and letting him make a few token cries to reassure Zuo Zuo that he wasn't mute, the Fire King finally placed the little guy in a small bed. Newborn babies are very sleepy, and watching Dongfang Zuo Zuo had exhausted all his energy. Now, he needed to catch up on sleep before continuing to "compete for favor" with the Fire King. Hmph, don't think he didn't know that this man also coveted his mother! Just like those six men, he was an enemy! At this moment

, Dongfang Zuo Zuo was also very tired. She moved her legs and realized that she had been exposed for too long; the muscles on both sides of her legs were a little sore, and—damn it, she forgot to clean the blood from down there, and now it had clotted!

Just then, the Fire King walked over and knelt between her legs, tentatively touching the bloodstains on her labia with his fingers. Her vulva instinctively contracted. At this moment, Dongfang Zuozuo felt embarrassed; she hadn't expected it before, and now, being touched like that made her feel shy.

The Fire King's lips curled into a wicked smile, and his dark, blood-red eyes deepened.

"Don't move, it needs to be cleaned." Gently stroking her snow-white thighs, he soothingly massaged her aching leg muscles, while his other hand picked up a towel and began to wipe away the bloodstains little by little.

Whether it was intentional teasing or not, Dongfang Zuozuo gasped frequently, her blush deepening. She couldn't help but cover her private parts, her eyes darting around.

"I...I'm all healed there, let me do it myself."

Good heavens, don't look at me like that! It's like I've done something to offend him. And doesn't he know his eyes are red? It's almost on fire.

"Are you sure?" As if anticipating her words, the Fire King raised his thick, dark eyebrows, threateningly adding, "There's blood inside your vagina too. If it's not handled properly, it can cause long-term problems."

Hearing this, she froze, her hand still covering her vulva. She really didn't know that. But hearing him speak so bluntly, as casually as discussing what to eat tomorrow, how could he so easily utter the word "vagina"? She was mortified!

"Listen to me, I'll clean it up for you, trust me."

Those words again, but for some reason, she felt no fear. Perhaps it was because she had seen through this man's heart; he would never hurt her again.

Slowly releasing her delicate hand, she opened her large, shimmering eyes, looking at the man before her with trust.

Oh, she had no idea how much of a challenge this was for the Fire King. He was tormented both physically and mentally. His beloved woman had laid her body bare before him, gazing at him with such trusting eyes. Anything he did felt like a violation of her trust. He gave

a bitter laugh. Was he just asking for trouble?

He spread her repaired vagina with two fingers and slowly inserted one. It was immediately gripped tightly, causing his lower abdomen to tense and cold sweat to pour down his back. He could only coax her, "Relax, don't be afraid."

She swallowed hard, shyly releasing his finger from her passage. The tender flesh inside her vagina slowly writhed.

The Fire King gritted his teeth, swallowing hard, and then began to grind his fingertip against the tight, hot opening. His finger felt as if it had suddenly gained several times the heat! She felt something solid melting inside her vagina, her fingers growing hotter and hotter, while her vagina tightened more and more. The melting heat and the unusually high temperature made her bite her hand to stifle any shameful sounds. Sensing

her change, the Fire King's fingertips became wicked, penetrating deeper and faster, gradually turning into thrusting! His rough finger moved in and out of her flower-like opening, drawing out red fluid, which quickly turned white—her arousal fluid.

"Mmm..." The poor little lamb, unaware that she was being taken advantage of, thought it was part of the "treatment," believing it was melting blood flowing out.

His movements quickened, adding another finger. Dongfang Zuozuo finally couldn't bear it any longer and cried out loudly,

"Ah...no...don't...no more..."

How long were his fingers? How could they go so deep? So long… scraping against the inner wall of her uterus… Fire King seemed not to hear, his other hand began to play with her throbbing little red clitoris, frantically fondling it, kneading, pinching, pressing, flicking, doing everything, forcing her to scream repeatedly, her little flesh hole contracting tighter and tighter, shamelessly convulsing and sucking on the fingers inside.

He pulled at the tender flesh inside the passage, scraping across her protrusion, making her so happy that even her ten toes curled up.

“Splash, splash” the fluid splashed, her vagina spasmed, spurting out a large amount of vaginal fluid, splattering his hand with her sweet nectar.

Afterwards, Dongfang Zuozuo, her eyes red, covered her face with the blanket, a muffled voice coming from inside, “You are shameless! I will never trust you again!”

How could this be?!

Fire King was both shocked and panicked, her beauty just now made him unable to resist doing that, and he also made himself full of lust with nowhere to vent.

He slowly withdrew his finger, still inserted in her vagina, and heard her suppressed moan. His heart softened.

"No, you can't ignore me. I really did that to help you. There's no blood left in you now." He decided to lie through his teeth.

"Nonsense! Of course not!" How could she not be "cleaned" after being played with like that? But... suddenly, something occurred to her, and she abruptly sat up. This movement pulled at the finger inside her, causing it to penetrate even deeper as she leaned forward. She couldn't help but cry out, and seeing his teasing smile, her face flushed uncontrollably.

He really did seem to be helping her clean up?

"If I could, I'd like to use my mouth on you." He looked at her tenderly, his burning gaze filled with a man's intense desire. She stammered, unsure what to say.

How dare he say that?!

"Shut up!" He's getting more and more audacious! She really wanted to knock him unconscious!

The Fire King laughed heartily, his mood brightening because her shyness stemmed from him.

He scooped up some warm water with a spoon, slowly withdrawing his fingers, still sticky with white fluid, and began to gently pour water onto her wet vulva, wiping away the sticky liquid as he cleaned up.

She quietly and shyly allowed him to do as he pleased. The warm water couldn't compare to the temperature of his fingers; each touch of his fingertips brought a sigh of pleasure to her. He washed meticulously: her hairless labia, the two small slits between her labia, the urethra, the clitoris, the outer edge of her vagina, and… her anus.

Feeling two fingers gently caressing the folds of her anus, half a finger sinking in slightly, he poured more water and began to slowly rotate it. Her anus was so tight it hurt his fingers; the Fire King quickly withdrew his fingers—any further insertion would have driven him mad!

Finally, after thoroughly washing her inner thighs, her white buttocks, he gently dressed her.

Dongfang Zuozuo felt utterly humiliated. What was there left to hide in front of this man? Nothing.

He had seen her at her ugliest; almost every flaw in her life had been laid bare before him. From head to toe, inside and out, he probably knew her better than she knew herself.

"Rest well for a while. I'll make you some chicken soup to nourish you." He tucked her in, gently kissed her forehead, and turned to leave, leaving behind a room filled with peace and warmth.

Watching his departing figure, she didn't realize that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, radiating happiness and peace.

Beside her lay her baby's sleeping face, and the room had been cleaned. She smiled and drifted off to sleep.

Here, a heartless woman and child lay, while somewhere in the universe, the Cold King suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up inside him, a swelling, like… a sudden, overwhelming fullness… A flash of inspiration struck him. He calculated the days, and with a mixture of excitement and anger, he narrowed his eyes. That woman—she'd better behave herself and her child and let him take good care of them! Otherwise, he wouldn't forgive her! How dare she let her child be born alongside another man…

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