"We won…"
Zhao Ziran murmured softly, her full, snow-white breasts bobbing against the sea breeze.
The situation in the air was already clear. Several giant, python-like currents of water tightly coiled around Simon, starting from the "head" of the python, spreading a crimson color that almost dyed its hundred-meter-long body a ruby red.
Although she couldn't see Simon's exact appearance, Zhao Ziran, knowing that the Dragon King could manipulate water pressure and instantly crush a submarine, could roughly imagine Simon's current state.
Even someone as composed as her couldn't help but feel a slight flutter in her heart. A blush rose to her cheeks, and the joy of victory filled her chest, causing her full, snow-white breasts to tremble and ripple.
Having dealt with Simon, she went straight back to find Xiao Dong…
Zhao Ziran's hand unconsciously reached down to her crotch, caressing the soft, plump mound of hair, her vulva round and swollen like a small peach. The labia were sticky and slippery, glistening with moisture. Frankly, now that she was relaxed, it was even wetter than before.
Her first time, she almost lost it to an outsider.
Zhao Ziran bit her cherry lips lightly, her eyes hazy with a hint of relief. Although initially she hadn't cared much about her first time, even now, she still felt that way.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to use her body as bait.
But compared to her future with Xiao Dong, her first time was merely one of the bargaining chips she could sacrifice. The sense of fulfillment she felt when she was truly intimate with Xiao Dong, being complete, was something she also sought.
She had originally planned to give herself to him after everything had calmed down.
But now, she changed her mind. This time in Shen City, she would give herself to him.
Zhi Ran's slender fingers gently hooked into her labia, sinking into the smooth, supple embrace. Her fingertips rubbed against the honey-drenched petals, and amidst the soft, wet sounds, a trickle of fluid slowly flowed down her smooth, beautiful legs, tattered by her stockings. A soft moan accompanied this, seemingly expressing her longing for someone…
Just then, a sudden explosion resounded from the sky.
Where several water pythons were intertwined, a huge bang, like a soda can bursting, echoed. The pythons' heads first twisted inward, then, as if subjected to some counterforce, violently expanded outward, bursting forth in large sprays of red water.
It was like a red firework had been set off out of thin air.
But after a brief moment of "brilliance," it was completely absorbed by the giant water python, which then slowly retreated back into the sea.
And the Dragon King, too, descended to the land. Seeing the Dragon King descend, Zhao Ziran made no attempt to adjust her clothing. Although her white coat was loose, it remained exposed on either side of her shapely body due to her prominent breasts and buttocks. Her frontal figure was practically naked, revealing delicate collarbones, full, rounded breasts, and a cleavage that stretched slightly to the sides.
This created a perfect, full, V-shaped cleavage. The upper part of her breasts was also full and prominent, making the lower part appear even fuller. The slightly pointed, upturned nipples were exceptionally round and alluring.
Her narrow waist was slightly rounded, perfectly toned, neither too much nor too little.
Her buttocks were plump and rounded, like a ripe peach. Her two full, moist thighs formed a Y-shaped cleft, arching her mons pubis like a snow-white steamed bun. Two delicate, lightly downy labia, white and alluring, were tightly closed, yet glistening with moisture within the peach-like crevice, a faint, soft red glow emanating from the area where they met.
However, the Dragon King didn't glance at this tempting sight more than a few times.
As mentioned before, the Dragon King was an anomaly. At least when Zhao Ziran first met him, he lacked even a human sense of aesthetics. He might be able to pinpoint the most beautiful orca, but he couldn't tell which woman was the most beautiful.
This time, compared to before, at least he carefully examined Zhao Ziran's naked body, especially the plump area between her legs, which showed improvement…
At this time, the Dragon King didn't yet have the face of a young man; he had dragon horns on his head, and fine scales floated around his cheeks and eyes.
The Dragon King possesses many faces, none of which are fully formed and can change with its emotions.
Even during battles, this ferocious expression likely won't fade, but Zhao Ziran doesn't mind. For her, dealing with the Dragon King is far easier than dealing with humans; after all, as a sea creature, the Dragon King doesn't have as many hidden agendas…
Moreover, orcas have an intelligence level of about 15 years old. To her, the mighty Dragon King is more like her "younger brother"?
Zhao Ziran walks over, her slender hand directly touching the dragon horn, which is neither gold nor jade, and has a faintly smooth, warm feel.
The Dragon King stiffens, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This woman… he doesn't know how to deal with her. As the female mate of his "elder brother," he absolutely dares not disobey.
After all, as orcas, unless they intend to challenge the leader's position, the members always hold the leader in high esteem.
Since the Dragon King couldn't defeat Xing, he instinctively regarded him as his leader and naturally dared not do anything to his "female mate"...