The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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What happened... what exactly happened?

Just as her mind was in chaos, thinking that something irreversible had happened to her body, she subconsciously turned her head sharply, and her gaze met Wang Meng's deep and playful eyes.

She saw the faint, almost imperceptible, wicked smile on his lips, a smile full of aggression and possessiveness.

In that instant, all the confusion, fear, and bewilderment in Qin Hongmian's mind seemed to be cleaved apart by a bolt of lightning and vanished with a bang!

She understood everything.

It wasn't an accident, nor was it a misperception... It was him!

The expected outburst of anger and humiliation did not materialize.

Her pretty face, flushed with a vibrant red from the climax, calmed down instead.

She rolled her beautiful almond-shaped eyes at Wang Meng with a seductive and mature look that was utterly captivating.

In her eyes, there was a hint of reproach that said "You're ruthless," a sense of helplessness that she couldn't do anything about, and deeper still, a kind of utter surrender and debauchery that she herself was unwilling to admit.

She thought it was something wrong with her body, but if it was Wang Meng... then it didn't matter.

Qin Hongmian turned around softly, with a hint of a hidden moan, and sat back down next to Mu Wanqing as if nothing had happened.

However, the moment she sat down, her two long, slender legs, clad in over-the-knee stockings, did not come together as usual. Instead, they were deliberately and provocatively spread apart at just the right angle.

From Wang Meng's perspective, a slight turn of his head would reveal the view under her skirt.

That was a scene that made his lower abdomen instantly hard and painful.

Her pure white cotton panties were completely soaked in the center by the bodily fluids that she couldn't control gushing out, forming a dark, irregular wet patch.

The soaked cloth clung tightly to the valley, vaguely outlining its contours.

At the edge of that damp stain, the fabric contrasts sharply with the dry white, creating a decadent yet alluring visual impact.

Wang Meng could even imagine it.

How slippery and muddy it is right now.

Not only did she not resist, she even... was silently demonstrating her submission to Wang Meng, showing the spoils of his violation.

A triumphant smile once again appeared on Wang Meng's lips.

But... Wang Meng's heart stirred.

He wanted to test just how far Qin Hongmian had gone.

Mu Wanqing looked at her "master's" face, which was flushed and filled with complex emotions, with some doubt. She caught a faint, unfamiliar, and slightly fishy-sweet smell.

She didn't realize that the alluring scent emanating from her "master's" still-wet underwear beneath her skirt was coming from beneath her. (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

She just felt that her "master" was a bit strange, so she subconsciously turned her gaze to the source of all this—Wang Meng.

When her eyes, still carrying the innocence and shyness of a young girl, met Wang Meng's eyes, which were full of aggression and amusement, her face flushed red, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to look away.

But in that instant, she suddenly felt as if a feather was gently brushing against her right ear, or as if a warm breath was slowly sliding into her earlobe.

"ah……"

Mu Wanqing subconsciously shrank her neck. A strange, tingling sensation spread from her ears throughout her body, giving her goosebumps.

She quickly reached out to touch it, but there was nothing on her earlobe, only the cool touch of her own skin.

Thinking it was her imagination, she sat up straight again, feeling a little embarrassed. However, her fair earlobes had been tinged with a lovely pink.

Wang Meng's smile deepened.

His mind was divided in two.

A surge of spiritual energy transformed into two invisible tentacles of different thicknesses and functions.

At the same time, he launched a secret attack on the master and apprentice sitting close together in the back of the carriage, an attack known only to him.

First, they sneaked under Qin Hongmian's skirt.

"uh-huh!"

Qin Hongmian's body trembled violently, and the waves that had just subsided were instantly stirred up again.

The feeling of that unyielding will penetrating deep inside her caused a sudden jolt in her lower abdomen.

She instinctively brought her legs together, a desperate, subconscious defensive gesture, an attempt to resist the invisible, relentless inward exploration by closing her body. However, this action seemed like a perfectly timed invitation.

Her tightly pressed thighs together did not expel the force; instead, they acted like two soft gates, squeezing the hard, non-herself entity even deeper and tighter.

This created a clearer, more inescapable, subtle, and cruel torment between her most vulnerable core and that force.

Qin Hongmian's breathing immediately became erratic.

She gritted her teeth, not daring to make a sound. Her charming and mature face flushed red, and she could only glance nervously at her "apprentice" beside her out of the corner of her eye, afraid that her shameful appearance would be discovered.

At that moment of extreme tension, the more slender tentacle that reached out to Mu Wanqing began its real attack!

The tentacle, like a nimble little snake, slid down Mu Wanqing's slender, fair neck and easily slipped into the collar of her slightly oversized school uniform shirt.

The carriage was dimly lit, and no one noticed this invisible intrusion.

The tentacles roamed over the girl's smooth, warm skin.

Finally, his gaze settled on the snow-capped peak on her left breast, which was just beginning to develop and still had a slightly immature curve.

Mu Wanqing's body stiffened abruptly as if she had been electrocuted!

This was a completely unfamiliar sensation she had never experienced before!

Through a thin cotton bra, she could clearly "feel" something cool and slippery, drawing circles on her snowy breasts.

The touch was gentle, yet carried an undeniable strength, making her feel weak all over, and a surge of heat rushed from her lower abdomen to the top of her head.

"what……"

She let out a very low, almost inaudible gasp, which she suppressed tightly in her throat.

The mental tentacles precisely located her nipple, which was slightly erect due to tension and shame, and then began to repeatedly and maliciously circle, press, and twist it with the tip.

"No... um..."

Mu Wanqing panicked completely.

A strange, tingling sensation, mixed with an overwhelming sense of shame, left her mind blank.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her eyes were misty with tears.

To hide the strange feeling in her body, she instinctively hugged her arms, pretending to be very cold.

But this action only made things worse.

Her outstretched arms only squeezed her breasts, which were being "played with," even tighter, making the buds under her bra fit even more closely against the wicked tentacle.

The richness thus becomes clearer and more intense.

For a time, the master and apprentice were plunged into the same silent purgatory.

Qin Hongmian felt her body burning hot from the stimulation of the "finger" that kept harassing her clitoris, and her body fluids gushed out uncontrollably, making the bottom of her skirt muddy.

She dared not make any big movements, and could only grip the seat beneath her tightly, her body trembling slightly and uncontrollably as she tried to suppress her emotions.

She felt every nerve in her body tense, fearing that her "disciple" would discover that her "master" had been played with in this way in broad daylight, to the point of almost losing control of her bladder.

Mu Wanqing was on the verge of tears from the unfamiliar, increasingly intense torment on her chest.

She realized for the first time that her body had such sensitive areas.

That invisible force did not stop there; instead, it spread upwards.

It seemed to split into two streams, precisely seizing the two nipples on Mu Wanqing's chest that were already taut with shame, anger, and stimulation.

What followed was a cold, manipulative entanglement, no different from what was below.

"Woo..."

Unable to maintain any posture any longer, she could only let out a desperate cry on the verge of collapse and bury her head deeply in her arms.

She instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around herself, curling her entire body into a ball, as if this would shut out the intrusive invasion.

However, this was all in vain.

Her slender shoulders heaving violently silently betrayed the indescribable sensory storm she was enduring.

Just when both of them were on the verge of collapse, a coincidence occurred.

Qin Hongmian couldn't hold back any longer; she had to make sure her "apprentice" wasn't watching her.

She turned her head stiffly and slowly, trying to catch a glimpse of her "disciple" with a casual glance.

At the same moment, Mu Wanqing also reached her peak of shame and fear. She also wanted to see her "master" and get some comfort from him, even if it was just a normal look.

And so, their gazes met in mid-air.

They both saw each other's abnormally red faces, their hazy, watery eyes, and their unnatural body postures caused by their desperate attempts to suppress their emotions.

In an instant, their hearts sank to the bottom!

"She...she found out!"

This was the only thought that flashed through their minds at the same time.

They all thought that their shameful behavior had been seen by the other party, but they never expected that the other party was also suffering the same invisible violation from the same man!

In a flash, the two of them, like startled rabbits, quickly looked away, feeling even more embarrassed and ashamed than before.

Qin Hongmian stiffly turned her head, staring intently ahead, not daring to move an inch.

Mu Wanqing buried her face even deeper, almost burying it in her chest.

Neither of them knew that the other's silence and avoidance were not due to contempt or discovery, but rather to the same shame and depravity.

Wang Meng took in all of this, and his huge, already painfully hard penis throbbed with excitement at this dramatic scene.

The game is over.

With a thought, he increased the output of his mental energy!

"what……!"

Qin Hongmian could no longer bear it!

She gasped sharply, her body arching backward like a fish out of water, her back slamming heavily against the seat back with a thud.