Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road novel Chapter 844

Chapter 844: Wife, We Want Milk [Warning: R18+Plot}

[Ethereal Small World]

Because of the nourishment from the spiritual hot spring, even after she was exhausted and weakened by their endless desires, she quickly regained her strength. But as soon as she caught her breath, they pounced on her once again, unable to resist devouring her intensely. It was as if they wanted to merge their bodies with hers, forever binding her to their sides.

From the spiritual hot spring to their private chambers, the air was filled with intoxicating moans and the rhythmic sound of flesh colliding. Anyone who overheard the sinful symphony of passion between the woman and her lovers would undoubtedly find their cheeks burning red.

Not far from this place, a group of people sat in silence. Some were brewing tea, others were cooking, reading, or practicing alchemy.

"Your expressions look awful," Xiao Nian tilted her head innocently, glancing at the unusually quiet group of men.

"Come and eat. Save your strength in case the master encounters powerful creatures on her journey," a voice echoed from the kitchen. A man emerged, carrying several plates of food made from the finest ingredients of the Ethereal Small World. The rich aroma filled the air, making Xiao Nian’s stomach growl.

"Wow, Big Brother Zhi, your cooking is amazing!" Xiao Nian praised Zhiyi before eagerly digging into the feast before her.

"Speaking of which, Zhiyi, Mu Yang, what are you two doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be looking after Yingyue?" Wang Pei Zhi asked with a puzzled expression, his mouth full of food, cheeks bulging.

"Eat," Bing Xue said flatly.

Wang Pei Zhi and Xiao Nian trembled slightly at his cold tone. Only then did Wang Pei Zhi notice the strange expressions on everyone’s faces. They seemed, jealous. But why?

Without a word, Shenlian Yinzhu suddenly stood up. "I have something to do," he muttered before disappearing into the mountains of the Ethereal Small World.

Xiao Nian, "....."

Wang Pei Zhi, "....."

No one stopped him. They merely continued their meal in silence.

"When will it be my turn?" Huan Huan murmured, his eyes flashing with intrigue.

At his words, the men’s gazes flickered dangerously.

Zhiyi and Jun Mu Yang’s faces darkened, filled with unwillingness, jealousy, and silent rejection. However, they quickly masked their emotions, sighing bitterly.

They loved her more than life itself. Their devotion was no less than anyone else’s. So why couldn’t they be the ones by her side?

But no matter how suffocating their emotions were, they knew the truth, everyone here cherished her. They were all like family now. How could they bear to break one another’s hearts?

Zhiyi and Jun Mu Yang exchanged glances, coming to an unspoken agreement. Whether they approved or not, they would not show it. Everything would depend on one’s own ability to win her acknowledgment.

A cunning, calculating light flickered in their eyes.

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When Shenlian Yingyue awoke, she found herself alone. Her two husbands were nowhere to be seen.

Did they go out to prepare something for her? They often did that after making love.

But she was wrong.

As soon as she opened the door, her two husbands stood there with peculiar smiles on their faces.

"Wife, we’re hungry," Zhiyi said softly.

Shenlian Yingyue, ".....Didn’t we just...?"

"But we’re hungry again, Yue," Jun Mu Yang added, pointing pitifully at the bulge between his legs. The prominent outline made her scalp tingle.

She turned to Zhiyi, hoping for help, but was stunned by the flush of desire on his face.

"Master, I’m hungry too. Why don’t we do it, again?" Zhiyi whispered, wrapping his arms around her. His warm lips trailed down her neck, sending shivers through her body.

The way he hesitated on the word "again" made her heart pound.

As his eyes fell on the red and purple marks scattered across her neck and collarbones, a flash of jealousy and gloom flickered within them, but he quickly suppressed it. The next moment, he returned to his usual gentle self, his lips pressing possessively against her skin.

Shenlian Yingyue looked at her hungry husbands and was speechless. Having multiple husbands was exhausting, yet despite the soreness in her body, the undeniable proof of their endless passion, her eyes softened with affection.

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