270: Chapter 270 Prime Minister Zhuge's Stealing Food

Upon hearing this...

Su Chen fell into utter despair.

He was about to shout for help, only to find that the space around him had been completely sealed off by the Transcendent pressure of three Fourteenth Stage experts.

In the next second.

He was like a helpless little lamb that had fallen into a pack of wolves.

By these three red-eyed Transcendent Heroic Spirits.

He was dragged by various powerful chains composed of spiritual energy and roughly thrown onto the large bed on the second floor of the floating villa. "Thud."

Su Chen sank into the soft bedding.

Feeling the warmth and softness beneath him, his heart felt chillingly cold.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

Today, he was afraid he would be sucked dry.

Just then, a beautiful figure, eighty percent guilty and twenty percent expectant, also carefully squeezed into the second-floor bedroom.

It was none other than Jiang Luoli.

She looked at Su Chen, who was pinned to the bed and unable to move, and then at the three red-eyed Transcendent Heroic Spirits who were preparing to undress.

For some reason, seeing Su Chen lying on the bed looking as pitiful as a little lamb.

A hint of excitement actually welled up in her heart.

Even between her two long legs under the slit skirt, things felt a bit slippery.

Her stunning face was as hot as fire.

She bit her red lips and spoke weakly.

"That... well..."

"Three sisters, since there's plenty of time."

"Can I... also have a share in this round of 'eating meat'?"

She had a beautiful vision.

After all, although Su Chen was no good at martial arts cultivation, Jiang Luoli had witnessed his strength in other areas.

She didn't believe.

That these three big-breasted, brainless women (though hers wasn't small at all) could last a full day with Su Chen.

Moreover, she had also awakened her past life's Phoenix Fate.

Her longing for Su Chen was no less than that of these three.

However.

Her extremely humble request was met with a merciless sneer from Ye Jingjun.

The red-clad Sword Immortal glanced at her sideways, her eyes full of disdain and jealousy toward a "homewrecker."

"Eating meat? Just with you?"

"Don't think we don't know that in your past life, you were also one of Young Master Su's confidantes in that so-called Great Yin world."

"Who knows if you had a hand in the destruction of Young Master Su's primordial yang in that world."

"The only reason we aren't settling scores with you now is because you risked your life to support us. You'd better not push your luck!"

Cang Mingyue also snorted coldly, blocking the bed like she was protecting her food.

Ye Jingjun raised her chin extremely meanly, pointing toward the foot of the bed.

"Considering you did put in some effort, you can stay in this room and watch Husband's appearance."

"However, you are not qualified to eat meat."

"When the three of us run out of energy..."

"You can stand behind and push our bodies."

Boom!

Jiang Luoli felt as if she had been struck by lightning; her world was collapsing.

Push their bodies?

What was this supposed to be?

Were they treating her like an incompetent wife who could only watch her husband with others and even have to help push their backsides as manual labor? No humiliation could be more heart-piercing than this.

Jiang Luoli knew that Zhuge Jinyu and the other two clearly held a deep grudge against her.

They had probably guessed most of the story about how she and Su Daji had teamed up to destroy Su Chen's primordial yang.

This was an extremely cruel humiliation.

"Ye Jingjun, don't go too far."

"I have my dignity too."

Jiang Luoli trembled with rage, her Thirteenth Stage Phoenix Fate aura exploding uncontrollably.

"What? You want to fight?"

Ye Jingjun sneered, her broken sword unsheathing once again.

If anyone among the women present was the least afraid of a fight, it was definitely this Heartless Dao Sword Immortal.

Specializing in offensive slaughter, she probably wouldn't have feared Jiang Luoli even at the Thirteenth Stage, let alone now that she had gained many insights from the battle with Cthulhu and broken through to the Fourteenth Stage.

Just as Jiang Luoli, Ye Jingjun, and Cang Mingyue were at each other's throats by the bedside...

...and were even prepared to stage a full-blown brawl in the room.

Something diverted their attention.

It was an extremely charming, breathy soft moan.

Coming from the other end of the bed.

"Mm..."

Hearing this sound, the three women were stunned almost simultaneously.

Wait...

One person seemed to have never participated in their battle from start to finish.

The three women were startled and turned their heads to look.

The scene before them made their blood boil instantly, nearly making them explode on the spot.

They saw the one who had just been standing aside, never joining the argument.

The one who always prided herself on being the most cool-headed, self-contained, and strategic: Lord Prime Minister Zhuge.

At some unknown point, she had already climbed onto Su Chen's large bed as silently as an elegant Persian cat.

Her white Prime Minister's robe, which was always clean and tidy.

Was now half-open at the front and had been provocatively pulled up to her waist.

Two straight, slender, and dazzlingly white premium long legs were thus brazenly exposed to the air.

And the most lethal part was.

On her pair of flawless jade feet.

She had, at some point, changed into a pair of extremely seductive red stilettos.

Right now, this high-and-mighty Lord Prime Minister.

Was straddling Su Chen's waist in an extremely flirtatious and shameful posture.

Her pretty face was completely flushed, as if it were dripping blood.

In those fox-like eyes, a madness and heat flickered that made Su Chen's scalp tingle.

"Mister..."

"You look a bit flustered..."

"Xiao Yu really likes Mister like this."

"I didn't expect that the Mister who was so calm and powerful back in Great Qian, who seemed able to block any danger for Xiao Yu, would also have moments of such panic..."

Zhuge Jinyu leaned down, breathing warm air onto Su Chen's earlobe.

"Xiao Yu has calculated..."

"Today, I am precisely in my fertile period."

"Although Xiao Yu isn't afraid of conceiving Mister's offspring at all—in fact, I'd welcome it..."

As she spoke, she used the heels of those beautiful high-heeled shoes.

Along the lines of Su Chen's legs.

Sliding upward slowly and with full teasing intent.

"But..."

"Before that, Xiao Yu hopes Mister can use the method of making these high heels dirty."

"To first give Xiao Yu a little bit of a reward..."

Boom!!!

These bold and flamboyant words, which sounded like something only a female hooligan would say.

Coming from the mouth of the usually most cool and dignified Female Prime Minister.

Brought an unparalleled impact of contrast.

Seeing the Prime Minister, who in his memories was above ten thousand people and possessed immense majesty in the imperial court, showing such a side.

Su Chen's breathing instantly became heavy.

The string in his mind called 'reason' snapped on the spot with a 'pop'.

"Xiao Yu... Xiao Yu..."

"If you're afraid Mister will hurt you, Mister can wear protection..."

Hearing Su Chen's words of pretending to be "considerate" and afraid of making her uncomfortable.

A satisfied smile appeared on Zhuge Jinyu's pretty face.

"Mister."