Armenian bride

"Armenia, located in the central part of the northern continent of Blue Star, is a country full of mystery and contradictions. Hundreds of years ago
, after the three Holy Wars, the central part of the continent, which was once the main battlefield, was divided into more than a dozen countries as a buffer between East and West.
Armenia is the most representative of these countries. The defeated branch of the Holy See developed here into an
enlightened church that completely abandoned secular power. For hundreds of years, it has spared no effort in competing with
the Holy In the eyes of the world, it is a magical and fascinating country." The editor-in-chief, with a smile on his face
, gently closed the book and looked at the young man opposite him on the sofa.

"I'm only interested in the mixed-race beauties there!" The young man shrugged. "If the newspaper pays,
I don't mind going there."

"With Xiao Lin in charge, it's sure to be a success!" The fifty-something-year-old editor-in-chief, Liu, smiled broadly. "
Armenia is a place where people from both East and West live together, and it is indeed a place that produces beauties. Your interviewee this time is indeed an
absolute beauty, and she's a bride!" As he spoke, editor-in-chief Liu pushed a document in front of Lin Ran.

"Armenia, the bride!" Lin Ran muttered to himself. Could it be? He opened the document in front of him and
saw a woman wearing a white wedding dress and red crystal high heels hanging at the wedding site. Her charming legs swayed
limply in mid-air, her tempting tongue was turned outward, and crystal saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth to her snow-white breasts.

"To commemorate Jenny, who raised funds for the Allied forces at her own wedding during the war, Armenia
selects one lucky bride out of every three thousand brides!" Editor-in-Chief Liu laughed. "Just like in the legends, a beautiful bride,
a mysterious and alluring ceremony, reserved yet charming, sexy and seductive! When I was young,
I attended such a wedding in Armenia by chance..."

"I think this is a crime." Lin Ran turned to the next page, where several headless, beautiful corpses wrapped in white veils were impaled on
metal spikes. Their private parts, covered in love juice, tightly wrapped the foreign objects piercing their bodies. Their
heads, draped in white veils, still wore charming smiles on the spikes. "But they are indeed very tempting!"

Editor-in-Chief Liu looked like he knew Lin Ran would react like this. "Due to the impact of the global financial crisis, the Armenian
government plans to publicly announce the 'sacred wedding,' which has been held in secret, as a way to attract tourists!"

"It seems that the financial crisis is not necessarily a bad thing!" Lin Ran made a not-so-small joke.

"Perhaps. Your interviewee is at the very bottom of the file. For the sake of influence, she
was !"

"News agencies in other countries probably have similar interviewees!"

"Smart!"

"Zeng Qingxin, female, 28 years old, graduated from the Business School of Beijing University, currently the assistant to the president of Huamei International!"

A beautiful figure slowly appeared in Lin Ran's mind: "It's her. I pursued this woman a few years ago."

She actually became such a bride. Lin Ran couldn't help but narrow his eyes, his gaze falling
on the headless, beautiful corpse impaled in the photo. How would such a woman end her wedding? It's
really something to look forward to. The woman's image became clearer in his memory: crescent-shaped eyebrows, jet-black hair…

“Ah…” An alluring sound escaped her lips. Her long, glossy black hair was styled into a beautiful bun
, her bare back swaying beneath her white veil. The bride, almost completely naked, gripped
the bed frame , her snow-white buttocks slightly raised, her legs, encased in white stockings, parted to reveal her vulva. Her taut
feet involuntarily rose with each thrust of the man.

Beside the large mahogany bed, several men watched this scene with great interest—the performance of the woman who was about to become
a beautiful bride, dressed in a pure white wedding gown.

“Not bad at all, Jimmy must be having a blast!” said a frivolous young man.

"Young Master Wu, you just had your turn too!" Amidst the knowing laughter of the group, the alluring bride's beautiful body
trembled. Her long neck straightened, and
an seductive moans, her full, plump lower body tightly gripped the man's penis inserted into her, her snow-white, pert buttocks
writhing wildly, bringing endless pleasure to the man behind her.

"So exciting!" Jimmy thrust wildly, his muscular body slamming against the bride's alluring buttocks,
finally letting out a beast-like growl. After ejaculating streams of semen into the woman's body, he triumphantly
withdrew his penis, perfectly exposing the beautiful bride's still-writhing lower body to the onlookers
—long, alluring legs, a slender waist, and full, captivating buttocks still trembling rhythmically, her
plump vulva writhing and gushing forth love juice!

Jimmy took the clothes from the waiter and put them on. Then, another waiter picked up the limp "bride" and placed her on
the central carpet for all to see. Like a begonia in spring slumber, her rounded breasts trembled gently, her slender legs were slightly parted,
and her alluring pubic hair was glistening with lustful fluid. Her private parts, watered by countless men, were open and gushing with
filth .

"Hehe!" Young Master Wu pried open the "bride's" luscious lips and poured half a glass of wine down her throat. Then,
the already bald Mr. Liu used his walking stick to part the bride's already swollen labia, pressing it against her luscious clitoris,
and couldn't help but laugh and curse, "Old Mr. Liu's womanizing ways haven't diminished in their prime!"

"I'm old, I can only watch now! Millions wasted this time!" he said mischievously, inserting the walking stick into
the woman's genitals, causing everyone to burst into laughter. After the viewing, the waiter carried the motionless woman
away on his shoulder. Her protruding buttocks and the trembling stick inserted into her genitals aroused the men present. This was a
private gathering. The waiters cleaned up the mess, maids served food and drinks, and people began
playing cards to pass the time.

A moment later, the door creaked open, and a woman in a white dress walked in gracefully. She had
delicate features, her hair piled high in a bun, and beneath a white cashmere shawl, her arms were like jade, her breasts high and full,
her cleavage breathtaking. A tight-fitting robe clung to her exquisite figure, and as she walked, her two snow-white legs swayed,
creating a stunning visual impact.

"Xin'er!" Wu Shao greeted her, taking her delicate hand and giving it a gentlemanly kiss. "You look
beautiful today!"

"I loved how she looked just now!" Jimmy put down his cards and kissed the woman's hand
in return . "Baby, why are you dressed? I want to do it again!"

"Qingxin! I still remember how you looked the second time you came in last time!" A middle-aged man in his forties said,
"Back then, you weren't wearing anything!"

Zeng Qingxin covered her mouth and chuckled, "In that case, I'm afraid I would have been carried out again like before!"

She straightened herself, "Everyone, I'm really sorry, but Qingxin still has to do an exclusive interview today.
If you continue to donate to the government development fund, you'll have a few more opportunities to enjoy Qingxin's company."

"Looks like we're parting ways today!" Old Liu sighed, "When you get old, you can't enjoy the sights anymore!"

"Uncle Liu, you're the worst today!" A tempting blush appeared on Zeng Qingxin's face, "This is your
cane, don't leave it lying around!"

"Haha!" Everyone present couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Qingxin, wait a minute!" Young Master Wu lifted Zeng Qingxin's high-slit white robe, revealing a glimpse of alluring black and the dew
clinging to it bringing knowing smiles to people's faces. Seeing his embarrassment, Zeng Qingxin
didn't resist, remaining poised and graceful, as if she weren't the woman whose private parts had been exposed. Yet
, her writhing lower body and the secretions of her love fluid aroused the men present, giving them the urge to take her again.

A delicate vibrating egg was inserted into her vagina, secured with special tape to prevent
slippage. Wu Shao waved the remote control. "We're playing cards here. When it's your turn, press this button, and it
will vibrate for ten seconds.

" "She's still so captivating!" Lin Ran murmured. The woman sitting opposite her wore a white dress,
a white wool shawl perfectly showcasing her alluring shoulders, while Lin Ran's gaze remained
drawn to her alluring breasts. Elegant yet sexy, her feminine charm was on full display.

"This is my husband, John," Zeng Qingxin introduced, her smile making her even more captivating. It had to be
admitted, she looked like a virtuous and beautiful wife at first glance.

"Hello John, Qingxin and I are old friends!" Lin Ran extended his hand. Armenia is located at
the crossroads of East and West, so it's not surprising that Zeng Qingxin married a man from the Western Continent, especially since Lin Ran also found
some Eastern Continent characteristics in the man.

"Hello Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to have you interview us!" John was a very talkative man, though his handshake
was a bit too firm.

"Can I ask your husband a question?" Lin Ran said, "It's my professional habit!"

"Of course."

"Okay, Mr. John, do you love your wife?"

"I love her very much!" John exaggeratedly kissed his wife on the cheek, earning a glare from Zeng Qingxin.

"Can you accept her giving herself at her own wedding?" "I don't like it, and I don't like what she's doing now. But I admire Jenny back then, and what Qingxin did is even more admirable than what Jenny did back then. She can help many people!" John put his arm around his wife's shoulder

. 　　"In fact, three beautiful women are already eligible to be John's wives after the wedding!" Zeng Qingxin broke free from her husband 's embrace. "John has some things to attend to; you can interview me alone!" 　　"Darling, you and Mr. Lin can talk slowly!" John kissed his wife on the cheek and got up to leave. 　　"I was a bit abrupt," Lin Ran said. 　　"There are some questions my husband might not be comfortable listening to!" Zeng Qingxin said. "You might find it unbelievable, but for Armenians, this is an inviolable custom! If I loudly proclaim here that I am a bride about to be given away, I will receive everyone's blessings." 　　"I believe you know that it was your government that invited me here for this interview, and you just so happens to be the chosen bride !" Lin Ran paused here. 　　"If any of the three thousand brides volunteer, there's no need for a lottery! I volunteered!" Zeng Qingxin said . "My father is the Vice Minister of Civil Affairs, which explains why it's such a coincidence that it was me. In fact, this month, according to custom, I've been raising funds every day for a fund aimed at saving Armenia's economy!" 　　A blush flashed across her face. "Each man gets three million at a time. I'm very valuable; I can raise tens of millions at each gathering! If you have the chance, you can interview me!" 　　"Hmm!" Lin Ran smiled awkwardly. "What about the three brides I was talking about?" 　　Zeng Qingxin smiled sweetly. "The government prepares three women of similar appearance as potential wives for their next wedding. The husbands can choose one or give up! If the chosen woman is unwilling, she will be executed at the wedding. One was my rival in love!" 　　"I'm really looking forward to interviewing you about your fundraising efforts!" 　　"Really!" Zeng Qingxin took an elegant sip of water. "I have a gift for you!" 　　A beautifully crafted deck of cards was placed on the table. Lin Ran flipped them over one by one, the top few being all spades. 　　"Why are there no symbols!" 　　"This deck is thirteen points. Each point represents a bride featured in this event's promotion. Spades represent death, and the bride isn't dead, so of course there are no symbols!" 　　"I am a q!" she said, flipping over a heart q. On it was a photo of her in a wedding dress. The snow-white dress paired with her tall figure was a feast for the eyes, and her happy expression was captivating. Then she flipped over a diamond q. On it, she was still a happy bride, but now she only wore white stockings and a veil. She bent over, exposing a bright red slit to the camera without reservation . 　　"You can look at the rest slowly. After you leave Armenia, someone will give !" She winked mischievously. "Limited edition, very valuable!" Lin Ran still had many questions to ask, but he felt he had already been conquered by this charming woman. 　　"If you really want to understand an Armenian bride, I'll accompany you tonight!" The woman's eyes held an undeniable determination. Her white robe slipped off, revealing ivory-smooth skin. As her hair was untied, long, smooth hair cascaded over her satin-like skin—she wasn't wearing anything underneath. 　　A series of wet, humming sounds emanated from her alluring lower body. She gently peeled off the tape, pulled out a wet vibrator, and shook it lightly in her hand . "A bunch of men's boring game!" A charming smile played on her lips. If it weren't for her wet vulva, Lin Ran would almost have been fooled.

"Back then, I was almost moved by you!" She abandoned all restraint, frantically demanding more, being
brought to the peak of pleasure time and time again until she fell into a deep sleep. This is the Armenian bride, passionate as fire...

In the early morning, Lin Ran habitually reached out to his side but found nothing. In front of the French windows, a naked figure stood
silently , gazing out the window.

"Qingxin, what are you thinking about!" Lin Ran hugged her from behind, the morning chill making her body tremble slightly.

"I was thinking about what I did yesterday, and what I'm going to do today. I always think that perhaps a woman
can see herself more clearly when she's naked!" She slightly raised her chin, one hand gently caressing her
high breasts.

"Do you want to try it from behind?" The seductive words instantly turned Lin Ran into a beast. In the quiet morning,
unbridled passion drove away the chill, and alluring moans lingered on the windowsill.

In Armenia, every chosen bride is obligated
to donate to the government or charities using her body before the wedding. Beside Lin Ran, Zeng Qingxin, in a white wedding dress, said softly, "This is just a normal
gathering. All the participants have donated to the national economic recovery plan, so I want to do what I can for them
!"

"That's right!"

"Yes, they knew you were coming and wore masks beforehand. You can take some photos; this is a
rare opportunity!"

The door slowly opened, and everyone's eyes at the reception turned to the woman in the white wedding dress at the entrance. Her
slender neck gracefully arched, like a noble and beautiful swan,
her figure .

"This is Zeng Qingxin. In the near future, she will become a charming bride," Wu Shao announced loudly.
"Today, let's enjoy her to our hearts' content!"

A waiter unzipped the back of her dress, and the snow-white gown slid off her body. Exquisite white stockings
encased her slender legs, but only her naked private parts were exposed; she wasn't wearing a bra. A pristine white veil,
long white gloves, and her alluring collarbones added to her charm. Wu Shao removed her white
gloves and led her into the hall.

"Miss Zeng, you're so beautiful!" Amidst such exclamations and blessings, hands
groped . As the center of attention, Zeng Qingxin smiled, tilting her head back and proudly displaying her ample bosom, only
slightly furrowing her brow when her sensitive areas were touched. She walked with captivating grace, surrounded by admirers, to a man seated in the center of the hall—
Chairman Zhou of Da Zhou Industry, who had donated fifty million in a single transaction.

"Mr. Zhou!" A hint of shyness appeared on her face. "Thank you for your generous donation!"

"And thank you, Qingxin, the best bride in Armenia!" He reached out and lifted Zeng Qingxin's delicate
chin . "I'd like to inspect the goods first!"

"Of course!" Zeng Qingxin took a small step forward, her trembling breasts swaying. "You'll be satisfied!"

Mr. Zhou flicked her bright red nipples a few times, then inserted a finger into her wet vulva. The bride's
body tensed up suddenly, her toes slightly raised, her delicate fists clenched tightly, and a torrent of love fluid
gushed out from her vulva.

"Mr. Zhou, no!" She pressed down on the man's mischievous hand with one hand.

"No, this is your honor!" Mr. Zhou stopped her feeble resistance, raising his hand, covered in the bride's love fluid
, high in response to a round of enthusiastic applause from the crowd. "Now, let's begin!" He roughly placed the hand, covered in
love fluid in front of Zeng Qingxin, who carefully cleaned the fluid off with her mouth before squatting down and taking out
the man's penis to lick. Under her meticulous care, Jay Chou's penis rose, and two waiters pressed the bride to
the ground , making her bend over like a bitch. Jay Chou entered her body without hesitation...

In the hall, Zeng Qingxin's snow-white body rolled around, assuming various positions to have sex with men,
her bright red lips constantly sucking on each man's penis. Her seductive eyes and wanton movements made the men
tirelessly enjoy themselves on her. Lin Ran took a series of photos.

She lay on the ground again, her snow-white body trembling like a sieve. The man's thick penis
withdrew from her back, and streams of white fluid gushed from her full vulva. At this moment, her bright red lips
were already sucking on another penis.

"I'm going out for a smoke!" Lin Ran felt an indescribable irritation.
He greeted went into the adjacent lounge, but the hateful moans still haunted him.

"Sir!" The young waiter, seeing Lin Ran with a cigarette dangling from his lips for a full minute, carefully handed him a box
of matches .

"Oh, thank you!" Lin Ran snapped out of his reverie.

"Are these kinds of gatherings common here?" Lin Ran lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and asked, "I mean,
Miss Zeng."

"Sir, you're not Armenian, are you? Or is your understanding a bit off? Everyone here really
admires that bride! You can think of these gatherings as a special ritual."

"Oh!"

"Including the people who had sex with her!" The waiter licked his lips. "Usually, afterward, there's a cocktail party or
dinner . If someone donates and the bride is willing, they can do it again. Most of the time, they wear
very little, or even nothing at all!"

"Don't you think they're promiscuous?"

"A little, but most brides are very dignified in their daily lives. For them, it's more like an
obligation . We even discuss in private which bride is more seductive and imagine having sex with her." He
scratched his head as he said this. "Miss Zeng is a very nice person. I will definitely attend her wedding!"

Lin Ran was in this line of work, and the two got along quite well. When they were smoking their second cigarette,
the door to the lounge was suddenly pushed open. A waiter, about 1.8 meters tall, carried in a snow-white body. From the white veil,
Lin Ran recognized her as Zeng Qingxin.

"Sir, I need to clean her up!" Seeing Lin Ran's surprised look, the man explained, opening
the bathroom door in the lounge. The woman's snow-white thighs dazzled Lin Ran, and the messy lower body ignited
a strange lust within him. Through the half-open bathroom door, he could vaguely see Zeng Qingxin's naked body on
the floor . The waiter used a tap to wash away the filth from her body, then lathered her entire body with shower gel.
A moment later, a waiter carried out the woman, now clean, the only difference being that she was wrapped in a white bath towel.

"Does she often do this?" The towel was short, barely covering her vital parts; her two snow-white
thighs were almost completely exposed. Looking at the woman lounging on the sofa, Lin Ran felt a
sense of unreality.

"Yes, sir!" The tall waiter said, pouring a glass of unknown liquid into Zeng Qingxin's mouth.
Her face gradually flushed, and her eyes opened.

"Lin Ran!" She sat up, shaking her wet hair, her two snow-white legs crossing intentionally or unintentionally
, her slender feet raised in the air: "Guess how many times I was fucked just now!" She
leaned forward towards Lin Ran, her alluring lips slightly upturned, the enticing scent of soap filling the man's nostrils.

"Um..."

"Hehe!" Seeing the man's surprised expression, a smug look appeared on her face: "I
did it twenty-five times before I passed out!" She stood up and gently untied her towel,
revealing to Lin Ran: "Do you want to come with me for a while..."

In just over ten minutes, her alluring tongue was full of magic, and Lin Ran climaxed
twice . At this moment, she was still lying on the ground like a bitch, receiving the impact of the man behind her while licking Lin Ran
's hard penis again. Her head was tilted back, and the fawning expression on her face gave Lin Ran a taste of conquest. He gripped her
alluring head tightly and thrust into her mouth tirelessly until he climaxed again.

"Hey, how was I just now? Want to play with them later?" Stepping out of the lounge, Zeng
Qingxin whispered in Lin Ran's ear. She was wearing crystal high heels over ten centimeters tall, and about the same height as Lin Ran. Her
warm breath tickled his neck. What bothered him even more was that this woman was wearing nothing but a black,
semi-transparent dress. His mind kept replaying the alluring darkness of her genitals.

Lin Ran could no longer distinguish whether she was an angel or a devil. All night, she could move through the crowd like a charming
socialite , or instantly transform into a wanton woman, engaging in wild and unrestrained sex with men.

Fundraising, farewell party, nude wedding photoshoot—the wedding drew closer day by day, and Lin Ran felt that
his heart would never be at peace whenever he saw this woman! When the wedding bells rang, he felt a sense of relief.

Hundreds of luxury cars drove in one after another, and a red carpet covered with flowers stretched out from the hall.
Distinguished guests chatted and enjoyed food and drinks from the catering trucks. At the end of the road, a black convoy
arrived.

"The bride is here!" someone shouted.

Black represents nobility and elegance. At the entrance of the estate, a long sedan slowly opened its door, and
the groom in a black suit led the bride out, her delicate hand and white openwork gloves as elegant as her owner
. A long headscarf cascaded down to her waist, revealing her exquisite collarbones. A white strapless top and a snow-white gown trailed to the ground; at that moment,
she was like a blooming white rose.

The sound of an organ ensemble filled the air as the bride slowly walked across the flower-covered red carpet to an archway
made .

"I shed my finery, revealing myself in my purest form, so that you may contribute to
the cause What else can you gain from a woman's naked body besides desire!" Her voice was
enchanting, as if Jenny had offered herself centuries ago. She closed her eyes, reverently tilting her head back, letting her white wedding dress
slip off her body. Her alabaster skin caused the guests present to hold their breath.

"This is my wedding!" Seemingly oblivious to how striking her full and firm breasts were
, she opened her eyes and smiled at everyone.

The white corset not only made her look more slender and alluring but also accentuated the fullness of her breasts. Two
delicate straps hung down to the tops of her white stockings, her round and full buttocks arched back, and the
alluring was covered by a transparent white pantyhose. Her full and charming mons pubis, and even the red cleft
, were faintly visible, where a faint wetness was quietly expanding.

"My dear, you're so beautiful!" The groom gently kissed his wife's hand, and a round of enthusiastic applause erupted.

"It's because of you!"

The bride walked down the red carpet into the hall. Along the way, the guests echoed Jenny's words: "Besides desire,
what else can you get from a woman's naked body?" But they found that on this alluring bride's naked
body , only desire was present. Burning gazes washed over the bride's naked body. Although she maintained
a smile, her transparent panties, already soaked with love fluid, said it all.

They walked down the red carpet into the hall, ascended the altar, and stood before the officiant in a black tuxedo.

"Do you take this woman
to 　　be your husband, to love and to cherish, till death do you part? Will you love her, to be faithful to her, in sickness and in health, for 　　better 　　, for 　　worse

, 　　for 　　richer 　　, for 　　poor ... 　　"Ms. Zeng Qingxin, according to the previous agreement, you will be executed at the wedding, your body auctioned off to the foundation , and the proceeds deposited into a special account! However, according to convention, the method of your execution cannot be announced until now!" 　　Zeng Qingxin's breathing quickened. How many times had she seen photos of executed brides, those various sexy and alluring corpses? After today, she would become one of them! A mixture of trepidation and...

A sense of excitement simmered within her, as if something had been constantly stirring within her body.

"I announce your execution method: beheading. Beautiful bride, I am proud of you! Your body has been purchased by
the generous Mr. Watson; it will be processed and donated to the troops stationed at the border. But today, it
can be impaled in the center of the hall to witness your wedding!"

"The guests will be satisfied with such a bride!" Zeng Qingxin smiled, but her heart was far from calm. She stole glances
at the metal rod: how would that thing pass through her body? Would it be from down there? This
question tormented her like a demon, making her lose control. Unconsciously, a surge of heat was brewing in her lower body. Since
becoming an Armenian bride, she had dreamt countless times of being "executed" in various ways, waking up each time with her lower body
wet. As all of this was about to become reality, she found herself unable to suppress her excitement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please bless the bride and enjoy her final performance!"

Three muscular executioners walked onto the stage. The bride swayed her hips, her hands stroking down
her slender waist. Her legs, encased in white stockings, curved gracefully, highlighting
the allure of her buttocks. She opened her mouth like a wanton woman, her sensual tongue licking her full lips, her captivating
gaze sending a surge of heat through everyone present.

She tilted her head back, opening her lustful red lips, allowing the executioners to pour a cup of crimson liquid into her mouth.
The bright red liquid trickled down her chin, down her long neck, and onto her snow-white breasts. Then, the executioners
embraced her, kissing her luscious lips fiercely, their large hands kneading her beautiful, white buttocks.

After a passionate kiss, the executioner pulled down his shorts, revealing his muscular groin. The bride stopped dancing and
crawled to the executioner, taking his large penis into her mouth. Her round buttocks swayed towards the guests, her
alluring legs spread wide, her full and alluring vulva clearly visible through her completely soaked panties. Another
executioner ripped off the now useless panties and inserted a spinning vibrating penis into her ample vagina.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" the emcee's voice rang out from below the stage: "The next thirty minutes are the bride's final days. The six guests who drew
the numbers can enjoy her final passion with the executioners!"

The bride's body trembled, the vibrating penis slipped to the ground, and a torrent of fluid gushed from her vagina. Standing beside her, the executioner pulled out his already rock-hard penis, knelt behind her, and after a few slaps of his penis

against her round buttocks, thrust it into her open vagina. 　　For half an hour, she frantically engaged in intercourse with the man, her snow-white body covered in specks of filth, her skin turning a rosy red, as if from the liquid she had just drunk. After the six guests returned to the audience, her final moment was about to arrive. 　　The bride, who had just experienced an orgasm, knelt on the ground with her hands bound behind her back, facing the guests, her legs spread wide. Semen still clung to the corners of her mouth, her beautiful face flushed an alluring red. Between her parted legs, her dark pubic hair was covered in filth, and a mixture of love fluid and semen flowed continuously from her plump vulva, forming an enticing, lewd silver line beneath her. 　　The executioner, holding a long knife, paced around her, as if searching for the perfect spot to strike. Instinctive fear made the bride tremble slightly. Under the excited gazes of the guests, a long-dormant restlessness brewed within ; she could almost see her headless body impaled in the center of the hall. 　　"Can you hurry up!" 　　"Wait until I count to ten!" 　　"One, two, three..." 　　At that moment, Zeng Qingxin felt as if an eternity had passed. When the last number arrived , she felt she was on the verge of exploding. 　　The long knife fell like lightning, severing the bride's delicate neck without any resistance. Her beautiful head rolled off, and blood gushed from her severed neck. Her headless body reflexively arched up and trembled incessantly. Her two full breasts quivered, and the alluring rosy nipples on her chest looked particularly tempting. Between her parted legs, a stream of love fluid gushed out. 　　"Ah!" The female guests present exclaimed in surprise. 　　"Fantastic!" Someone said, and enthusiastic applause rang out in unison. 　　After standing upright for more than ten seconds, the bride fell backward to the ground. Her two beautiful legs, covered in stockings, struggled incessantly, and her alluring breasts trembled up and down. With the continuous convulsions of her full abdomen, her body arched up and fell down, and streams of love fluid gushed out from her lower body. 　　Her alluring body struggled on the ground for several minutes before finally stopping, a stream of clear urine gushing from her genitals . As the executioner raised the bride's captivating head, another round of enthusiastic applause erupted. 　　On the plane, Lin Ran opened the playing cards presented by the Armenian government on behalf of Zeng Qingxin. The Queen of Spades—a headless, beautiful corpse impaled on metal spikes. She wore the same white gloves and white corset her alluring legs still encased in white stockings, her breasts still full and alluring, her shapely buttocks still seductive. Only life had departed her; a metal rod pierced her body from her genitals, making her full vulva appear even more tempting. Her beautiful head was inserted at the tip of the metal rod, the white headscarf confirming her identity. 　　Is this the Armenian bride? Dignified, beautiful, passionate, and wanton—Lin Ran couldn't help but recall the image of her headless body, roasted to a golden brown, lying on the food cart—she still retained her beautiful curves, her slender waist , her rounded buttocks, her full breasts drooping with oil, and a carrot mischievously stuck into her plump and alluring private parts. 　　(The End)

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