vncnus Chapter 95 Lu Linglong, who extends her "evil hand" to the Minister of Intelligence!
Chapter 95 Lu Linglong, who extends her "evil hand" to the Minister of Intelligence!
Chapter 95 Lu Linglong, who extends her "evil hand" to the Minister of Intelligence!
"Is it that comfortable?"
At this moment, the intelligence minister's icy blue pupils seemed to be spitting fire as he glared at the magic minister, who was still clinging to Lu Linglong's arms.
The Minister of Magic trembled at his murderous gaze, like a frightened rabbit, and sprang up from Lu Linglong's arms, quickly hiding behind her.
He gripped Lu Linglong's clothes tightly, peeking out half his face from behind her shoulder. His wet eyes looked at Lu Linglong pitifully, his little eyes filled with a silent plea for help: Please help me!
"well?"
Lu Linglong was completely dumbfounded. She looked at the unfriendly-looking Lu Xiaobai in front of her, who was clearly the chuunibyou version from their first meeting, and then turned to look at the innocent, teary-eyed, pitiful version of Lu Xiaobai behind her. Her mind couldn't process what was happening.
"What's going on? What's happening? Why are there two newbies?"
The intelligence chief couldn't be bothered to explain!
All he wants now is to drag this doppelganger back to work, who's gone crazy having fun and causing him trouble!
He growled, "Stop! Come here!" and pounced like a hungry tiger, his target the Minister of Magic who was hiding behind Lu Linglong.
"don't want!"
The Minister of Magic cried out in alarm, shrinking his entire body behind Lu Linglong, using her as a human shield.
Although Lu Linglong wasn't fully aware of the situation, seeing Xiaobai's pitiful look as if he was about to be kidnapped by bad guys, her protective instincts instantly surged. Without thinking, she spread her arms to block the intelligence minister: "Hey! What are you doing!"
"Don't bully him! Why are you being so mean? Can't you talk things out?"
The intelligence minister, unable to stop in time, nearly bumped into Lu Linglong's arms and quickly stopped.
"Lu Linglong, what are you doing? What business is it of yours if I grab myself!"
He angrily tried to bypass Lu Linglong to catch the person, but the Minister of Magic was like a slippery eel, sticking close to Lu Linglong's back, always keeping her in front of him as she turned and dodged.
In an instant, the three of them were entangled in a tangled mess on the grass in the grove.
The intelligence minister charged left and right, trying to break through Lu Linglong's "defenses," while the magic minister screamed and dodged left and right behind Lu Linglong. Lu Linglong subconsciously spread her arms to protect the poor little thing behind her, while also trying to push away the aggressive guy in front of her.
Chasing, dodging, pulling, shoving —
Figures tumbled across the grass, amidst screams, gasps, and Lu Linglong's shouts.
The unavoidable physical contact made the atmosphere somewhat awkward.
The Minister of Magic's soft hair brushed against Lu Linglong's nape, and when the Minister of Intelligence tried to get around her, his arm or chest would inadvertently brush against her waist or shoulder.
Their rapid breaths, hot and heavy, sprayed onto each other's skin, mingling with the scent of grass and sunshine.
This chaotic game of "eagle catching chicks" lasted for quite a while, until all three of them were so exhausted that they could no longer run.
The first to collapse was the Minister of Magic, who was the weakest in terms of physical strength.
Like a kitten that had exhausted itself, he slumped limply against Lu Linglong's back, burying his face in her shoulder, panting heavily.
Immediately afterward, the intelligence minister, who had been chasing after her breathlessly, couldn't hold on any longer. His legs gave way, and he stumbled forward, falling right into Lu Linglong's open arms as she turned around.
His forehead rested against Lu Linglong's shoulder, his chest heaving violently, sweat soaking his hair, and he was too exhausted to speak, wanting only to lie there.
Although Lu Linglong's physique was much better than these two "clones" of Xiaobai, she was still slightly sweaty and her cheeks were flushed.
She instinctively reached out and supported the exhausted little white dog in her arms, with another one leaning against her back.
Only then did she clearly feel the warmth of the two bodies pressed tightly against hers.
The warm breath from the little white dog nestled on her back tickled her neck, while the little white dog in her arms had its burning forehead pressed against her shoulder, each rapid breath carrying a scorching heat near her collarbone.
Two different body temperatures, touches, and scents belonging to "Lu Xiaobai" instantly enveloped her. An indescribable, peculiar feeling, mixed with excitement and satisfaction, suddenly surged into her heart, causing her heart to race and a strange excitement to well up deep within her body.
Her gaze involuntarily fell on Lu Xiaobai, who was so tired that he couldn't move in her arms.
The intelligence chief had his eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. His usual carefree demeanor had vanished, and he appeared somewhat vulnerable at this moment.
Lu Linglong's face turned even redder, driven by a strong impulse.
It's now!
Taking advantage of the intelligence minister's exhaustion and lack of vigilance, she suddenly reached out with both hands as if they had their own will and grabbed his clothes at the waist!
"ah-?!!"
The intelligence chief suddenly opened his eyes, letting out a scream of terror and confusion, and struggled desperately like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Lu Linglong! What are you doing!"
"Let me go! I have important business to attend to! Let me go now!"
However, Lu Linglong's hands were already tightly gripping his waist like iron clamps, her face flushed with a triumphant and excited blush, and she was no longer listening to what he was saying.
Instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter, pressing her whole body against him.
"hey-hey!"
Lu Linglong gave a smug, mischievous laugh, feeling the futile twisting and struggling of the person in her arms.
"Lu Linglong! Let go! You clingy idiot! You big-breasted, brainless moron!"
"Hahahaha—stop—stop tickling! It tickles! Hahahaha—"
"I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please forgive me! Don't—don't touch me there! I really can't take it anymore!"
"Waaaaahh ...
Lu Linglong's "revenge" has begun!
With one hand still firmly around the intelligence minister's waist to prevent him from escaping, her other hand launched a "random attack" on all his sensitive spots—especially his waist and armpits!
The tickling attack was as fierce as a storm!
Where has the intelligence chief ever been subjected to such "torture"?
No matter how playful he is, he is essentially a ticklish teenager.
At this moment, he was firmly restrained by Lu Linglong and had no power to resist. He could only twist into a pretzel in her arms, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face. His voice even turned into a sob, and his initial angry curses turned into a complete plea for mercy.
"Hahaha—Waaah—Stop—I was wrong, okay?!"
"Hahaha—I'll never do it again—Waaah—No, please—"
The Minister of Magic, perched on Lu Linglong's back, stared in disbelief at the "horrific" scene.
Seeing that the intelligence minister was being "dealt with" without any chance to fight back, and even started to "whimper" and cry, his face turned pale and he instantly realized something!
If we don't run now, when will we?!
While Lu Linglong was happily "dealing with" the intelligence minister, his attention was completely drawn to her.
The Minister of Magic, like a startled rabbit, slid off Lu Linglong's back in a flash and disappeared without looking back!
Judging from that direction, it's clear they've gone to complain to the original body again!
The intelligence chief, glancing out of the corner of his eye, saw that the "culprit" had slipped away, and nearly fainted from anger. He struggled to chase after him, shouting, "Hey!"
"You—you stop right there!"
"Don't run away—hahaha—ooh—it tickles so much—stop scratching—"
He tried to break free, but Lu Linglong scratched him even more vigorously because of his movement, her fingers moving with incredible agility: "Trying to run? No way!"
"Who told you to bully him first?"
"For a disobedient brat like you," I'm going to teach you a lesson today!
In the end, the intelligence chief was completely defeated.
He seemed to have all his strength drained away by this "torture," collapsing into Lu Linglong's arms like a lump of mud, his cheeks flushed and tears of laughter still glistening in the corners of his eyes.
The intelligence chief was panting heavily, muttering weakly, "Ugh—this is too—too unfair—"
"I'm going to—I'm going to complain to the original body—and let him—let him deal with you—"
"Original body?"
Lu Linglong keenly caught the attention of this unfamiliar word.
She looked down at the guy in her arms, his cheeks flushed, his eyes glistening with tears, too exhausted to move. Before the excitement in her heart had completely subsided, her curiosity was piqued again.
"noob----"
She tightened her arms around him, bringing them closer together, and she could almost feel the vibrations in his chest as he spoke.
"Tell me quickly what happened!"
"The real body—could it refer to that quiet, aloof little white rabbit?"
The intelligence chief stiffened slightly, seemingly realizing he had let something slip.
He snorted, turned his face to the side, leaving Lu Linglong with only his furry back of his head, clearly refusing to answer.
"Hmph! You're not going to talk?"
Looking at his "unyielding" appearance, Lu Linglong felt the same energy she had when she was "lecturing" him earlier return, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips.
The hand around his waist didn't move, but the other free hand, like a nimble snake, silently reached for the soft flesh of his most ticklish side.
"Ah! No—!"
The intelligence chief noticed instantly and tried to dodge, but Lu Linglong held him firmly in her arms, leaving him no way to escape.
"Will you tell me or not?"
Lu Linglong tapped his waist lightly with a threatening gesture, her face bearing the expression of "leniency for confession, severity for resistance."
The intelligence chief gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and adopted a martyr's stance of "I'd rather die than tell."
However, the body's memory is more honest than the will. Just by being touched by that finger, his muscles began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and his breathing became rapid.
Lu Linglong wouldn't hold back.
She knew this guy's weaknesses all too well!
Seeing that he was stubborn and wouldn't admit it, the wicked finger immediately launched its "all-out attack"!
It was no longer a light tap, but a rhythmic, fast and fierce tickling of his most sensitive areas: the back hollows and the edges of his ribs!
"Pfft—! Hahaha—!"
"Stop—stop it, Lu Linglong! Hahaha—I can't take it anymore—hahaha—"
The intelligence chief writhed and struggled wildly in her arms like a fish electrocuted, his laughter bursting out uncontrollably, and tears streaming down his face.
What genius image, what dignity of being a clone, all vanish in the face of the terrifying tickling.
"explain!"
"What's the deal with the main body? And what's the deal with the three of you?"
As Lu Linglong "executed" the torture, she continued to interrogate her, her fingers moving relentlessly, even intensifying the interrogation. "If you don't talk, I'm going to go under your armpits!"
"No! Don't do that there! Hahaha—"
"I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?! Hahaha—stop it! Please! Waaaaah—"
The intelligence chief was completely tormented, curled up into a ball, and his laughter, tinged with a hint of sobs, echoed through the quiet grove.