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"Wh-what?!"

*Pfft! Thud!*

Those exquisite silk-clad feet, which would normally make any dancer envious, were forcibly and roughly brought together by two unreasonable little hands!

hum!

The moment her ankle was locked, Ada Wong's mental defenses completely crumbled!

She actually lied just now; that "anti-scratching training, not afraid of tickling" was just a fig leaf to save her life!

These jade-like feet are her most relied-upon weapon, and also her most deeply hidden fatal weakness!

So sensitive that even the slightest breeze can send shivers down their spines!

Every inch of the sole, every gap between the toes, even the most delicate skin on the instep...

Li Pu held the remote control high in one hand and clamped the black-stockinged jade feet that were forced together with the other: "Aunt Wang, hand it over!"

"No, it's too cloying!"

Brutal! Fiery! Unreasonable! Like a red-hot iron grinding against the nerves!

The tender flesh is being mercilessly crushed! Deformed! Rebounded!

Beneath the thin black stockings, the tender pink flesh between her toes was forced to humiliatingly turn in and out!

Waves of pressure came from my heels! Following the soft arch of my foot, the pressure surged and flowed towards my toes in layers!

"Stop! Stop! Quick, stop!"

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Chapter Thirty-Two: The scene was extremely chaotic at one point!

"Will this work?!" The rack was aimed again!

"No! Stop!!!"

"No way?!" Li Pu refused to budge an inch!

Tifa tilted her head back, breathing heavily, her gaze fixed on the scene of Lip's "execution," her jade legs still suppressing Ada Wong like steel locks!

But his gaze was constantly being drawn away as the rack drew closer!

Below—

Ada Wong's uncontrolled, serpentine waist twisted wildly, her surging, jade-like flesh stretching through her black stockings until they were almost transparent!

The black-stockinged legs with "shrimp veins" were squeezed and piled up to form a large chunk of plump, snow-white, tender flesh!

Two surging waves of flesh collided violently! The black stockings were stretched to their absolute limit! Plump, tender flesh seemed ready to burst forth from beneath the thin stockings!

Before Tifa's eyes, her sensitive and delicate pink feet, which looked so tender they seemed to drip with moisture, were repeatedly scraped through a thin layer of black stockings, leaving behind rows of deep red marks that looked like whip marks, a mark of extreme humiliation!

Tick-tock—

In a daze, another scalding drop suddenly fell onto Tifa's temple... Was it sweat? Saliva? Or...?

As for Li Pu...

Adhering to the principle that "bad women are not wasted."

He planned to continue as long as Ada Wong didn't agree!

Given Ada Wong's soft heart, she wouldn't press the button to kill the little girl; she just needed some "strong" stimulation.

He originally only wanted to tickle the soles of her feet, but Ada Wong's words about special training made him decide to unleash his ultimate move!

But now, with those jade-like feet in his hands, he couldn't tell who was threatening whom!

Warm! Tight! Incredibly slippery!

And that layer of high-quality nylon stockings!

That smooth, slightly rough texture with a hint of black silk, a little frictional resistance, combined with Ada Wong's plump, juicy, and incredibly elastic feet, made for an absurdly powerful attack!

Because of her twisting and pulling, the already sheer stockings became even more transparent, almost revealing her delicate pink skin underneath! It was so smooth that not a single pore could be found, and so slippery that water droplets could roll off on their own!

Even the toes that kept stretching and curling were perfectly plump and rounded, watery and pink, like a few small pieces of fine lamb meat that was marbled with fat and lean, melted in the mouth, yet had a wild chewiness.

It's worth mentioning that Ada Wong has exceptionally high arches.

Li Pu recalls that this is medically known as "extra-high plantar arch," which naturally arches when standing or walking, forming a perfect crescent shape.

At this moment, these two pairs of smooth, glossy, and shiny black crescent moons!

They've merged into one!

On the other side, Black Lily was completely frozen in place!

Pupil earthquake!

She had never seen her partner like this before, laughing and crying at the same time, her whole body shaking as if she were being electrified.

She has a strong will...

still--

Is that frantic, twisting waist and that broken-voiced "no" her "true expression of emotion"?

With his back to the noisy little one, he looked down at his tiny feet in confusion:

"What game are the older brother and the short-haired aunt playing? They sound like they're having a really fun time!"

finally.

With a piercing, uncontrollable sob, Ada Wong's tightly clenched hands suddenly convulsed violently, arching her back as if struck by lightning—

Helplessly... I let go!

"Successful!"

A glint of light flashed in Li Pu's eyes! He charged forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey!

Above the hand that had just been released, still warm from its owner's spasms—

Remote control!

He snatched it into his hand with lightning speed!

"Uh... ugh..."

On the ground, Ada Wong's body was still convulsing, like a fish whose tendons had been pulled out, leaving behind only a mess of wet stains and heavy breathing.

"Well?!"

Suddenly, a patting sound came from my back!

The force was less like a gentle rubbing and more like a hurried and frantic "pushing out".

"Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!"

Tifa was caught off guard and, as the boy lunged forward, she and Ada Wong were pinned down by him!

The air in the lungs was squeezed out with a sweet, whimper.

A barrage of insults!

His face, his front, and even the soft curves of his body were instantly covered with a sticky, slippery substance.

Tifa choked a few times, her eyelids sticking shut, and her breath was filled with the boy's scent, as well as another, stronger smell—the smell of soy milk that had been left out for too long.

Li Pu looked down.

Oh no, friendly fire!

After retreating from the valley, Li Pu immediately got up and tidied himself up.

With the weight on her body lightening, Tifa didn't even care what had been randomly smeared on her face and immediately sat up.

She was breathing heavily, scraping the sticky residue off her face with her slender fingers. Her fingertips inadvertently went into her mouth and then came out, spitting out a strange taste along with them into her palm.

Her lowered eyelashes were damp, and her outstretched hands, filled with filth, trembled slightly, with viscous liquid stretching into thin, blush-inducing strands between her fingers.

"What...what are all these...?"

Young Tifa looked at Lip blankly, then smacked her lips, "Sweet..."

"..." Li Pu scratched his head, hesitating to speak.

Unexpectedly, they were drenched in the face...

However, it must be said that Tifa truly lives up to her name as Jerusalem.

His talent is simply obvious!

The fingertips unconsciously brushed across the corners of the lips, the hands subconsciously came together to collect the liquid, and when it was spat into the palm, the slippery liquid reflected light at just the right angle!

There are also deeper curves unintentionally outlined by the soaked clothing on the chest.

Even the most experienced teacher couldn't achieve this result on their first try!

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze back to the floor.

Ada Wong was still lying on the floor, her hazy eyes filled with tears, her long, wet eyelashes trembling in vain.

A few stray strands of hair clung to her flushed cheeks and sweaty neck, while her slightly parted red lips silently exhaled hot breath.

Amidst the glistening sweat, the vulnerability of being conquered and the humiliation of enduring hardship were exceptionally moving.

She looked at the collar around Ada Wong's neck that gleamed with a cold light.

A primal "desire to conquer," mixed with guilt yet almost rude, quietly swelled in the boy's heart.

According to the hotel's rules, it's safe to say...

This beautiful woman with the collar already belongs to him, including her partner!

At least that's the case until the pollution is cleaned up.

No! Li Pu bit his tongue hard, the stinging pain pulling him back to his senses.

Now is not the time to lie on a woman's belly and savor the feeling of conquest.

There are still several hours of critical downtime before the daily intelligence update.

The value of Ada Wong and Black Lily, these two top agents, far exceeds imagination; the intelligence contained in their minds is extremely important!

The more details you have, the higher your chances of success in dealing with a crisis!

I don't know this world very well yet, and even in a seemingly exciting situation, there's always the possibility of things going wrong!

“2B, Tifa,” Lip took a deep breath, “tie them both up, I need to interrogate them for information!”

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Chapter 33 The Hell of the Female Prosecutor

Not long after.

Bound hand and foot, Ada Wong and Black Lily were led to the center of the room.

The long, beautiful legs of the two aloof women were raised high.

All the sky-high heels were removed.

Two pairs of jade-like feet were exposed to the air, one black and one purple, with different skin tones, yet both were surprisingly delicate.

As delicate and smooth as a newborn baby.

It seems as if it has never been touched by dust, always maintaining its roundness and supple skin.

Li Pu stood before the two men, his fingers caressing the tip of a velvet feather, the fine down silently bursting into fluffy blooms in the dim light.

At her feet, the little bean sprouted its fangs and frantically rummaged through the pillowcase. With each tug, fluffy feathers sprayed everywhere, leaving the luxurious velvet pillowcase a pitiful sight in its mouth!

Whoosh—

Behind him, steam rose from the transparent, erotic bathroom, and Tifa's hazy profile was reflected in the frosted glass.