Then, Nicolede saw her perfect sister being held in her arms like a young wife.

Tsk tsk tsk, although my sister says no, she is actually quite honest in her heart.

Then I have to fulfill my due responsibilities!

Nigredo then changed the battlefield, giving the fresh and juicy lips of Lord Droste to her sister, and secretly moved to a warmer place.

"Everyone is talking about this weird stick pose, but it turns out to be like this." Niguled kissed his skin emotionally and narrowed her eyes.

The succubus' temperament was immediately apparent.

Droste and Albedo pecked her gently, then stared into her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Did you reach some kind of agreement with Nigret...? You thought that the two of you would take turns to deal with me, right?"

"No, it's my sister Nigret who took the initiative, so this happened. No, you can't blame me..."

"Can't I blame you? But I see Nigrede is so excited because you are her older sister." Droste moved closer again, but his movements were not big.

Albedo shrank her neck, and a thin layer of blush covered her fair and delicate neck due to Droste's action.

Looks shy and cute.

"Well……"

Just as Droste was about to continue attacking the white collarbone, he shuddered inexplicably.

Albedo, who was leaning against Droste, opened her hazy eyes and looked at Droste beside her.

"What's wrong? Don't you like the essential oil I used on my body today? It's the scent of cloves, and you were quite fascinated by it before."

"Lord Droste?"

Albedo spoke in a daze, her voice almost rasping.

Droste’s feedback was so cool.

Droste's eyebrows suddenly jumped forward uncontrollably, and then he grinned: "No, I quite like this scent, but... it still feels a little unbearable."

"What is it? Huh?" Albedo frowned slightly, then seemed to know something and looked back suddenly.

Nicolede smiled while eating, and there was love in her eyes. Circles of love were about to overflow from her eyes.

Wet and moist.

"Sister, just concentrate on kissing Lord Droste. He has no time to resist you right now. Hmm, think about it."

"Can you add some elements to your book, or say that the male protagonist is suddenly unable to move? Anyway, it's an element of being imprisoned, which will definitely be very interesting!"

“It’s going to be a blast!”

"Love is love, but you can also play a trick on the male protagonist, right?"

After saying that, Nicolede licked her lips possessively. Her rosy lips were full of water and looked shiny.

Very tempting.

"Hmm?" Albedo was stunned, but saw Nicoled bending down as if she was rushing straight in, and then her face disappeared.

As the hair falls, the temptation becomes fuller and more inflated.

"Hiss...! No, Miss Albedo, can't you discipline your sister?" Droste was immediately displeased.

"This is just like roasting me on the fire!"

"The pressure is really great...hiss, how can I do that! I didn't know I would be required to provide this kind of material now!"

Albedo covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, holding his face and rubbing it lovingly.

Doesn’t the book say that this kind of thing can make people relax?
Lord Droste still has this expression? It's completely different from what was described in the books in the past. But it's quite interesting.

"But this is my sister's own decision, and I can't control her, right?" Albedo pursed her lips and decided to join her sister in teasing Lord Droste.

She laid her hands on Droste's body, gently caressing his warm chest.

The lines are clear and you can feel the throbbing heartbeat.

Just like pecking gently like a little bird, a strange teasing technique has been learned!

"Why don't you just be a model for a while longer, Lord Droste? After all, this kind of thing doesn't usually happen between my sister and me."

"Ah? Miss Albedo... you've also become a bad person." Droste's mouth twitched. The inexplicable impact was echoing in his mind, making him want to speak, but he couldn't quite utter the words.

Sometimes when two sisters work together to do something, it really makes people feel different.

The impact it brings is not one plus one equals two, but three!
"What's wrong? I've never been exposed to this before. Don't you like being the material? Then be it for a while." A few drops of crystal saliva dripped from Nicoleid's mouth, and she raised her head to look at him.

"But that's not the case..." Droste watched Albedo's face turn red with embarrassment, and she looked even cuter with a layer of blush.

The cold eyes also became moist.

"Then why not? Are you saying that Lord Droste wants something more exciting?" Nigret smiled cunningly and finally pulled his sister Albedo.

"Sister, come, Lord Droste may need this method more."

Then Nigredo and Albedo faced each other at the same height. They huddled together and raised their heads slightly to look at Droste.

The strong visual impact makes people tremble involuntarily.

I'm scared!
Albedo licked it and said, "Does Lord Droste need this method? But why do I feel it's a little strange?"

Although this posture is quite common, Albedo still feels a little uncomfortable with it.

Especially when competing with your sister, this situation would feel a little awkward.

"Hiss... You, you ask Niguled, I, I can't take care of it." Droste took a breath.

"Then... Nigrede, this is not a good idea."

Hearing this, Nicolede suddenly opened her mouth, making a "pop" sound.

"Sister, they say that if a man wants something, he doesn't want it. If he doesn't want it, it means he wants it very much. Look at Lord Droste's expression now. It shows that he is enjoying it very much!"

"Come on, just open your mouth, um!"

Nigret hugged the back of Albedo's head and slowly pushed her forward.

"Well……"

Albedo was speechless now, but her eyes moved, trying to find Lord Droste's expression.

In an instant, the inexplicable pressure was about to destroy Droste.

Albedo also saw enjoyment and excitement on Droste's face when he answered.

"Right, sister, Lord Droste is also a stinky man." Nigrede smiled, reached out and held Droste's hand, gently placing it on her body.

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...(End of chapter)