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"This kind of unreliable thing... I feel like I could give it a try. I've only been on Ferris wheels twice."
The rant that was about to be uttered was swallowed back at the last minute, and Jiang Cheng simply tossed the ball back into the sand—
Although it probably doesn't feel quite right.
The last time I came here was with Mei.
Unexpectedly, less than a few months later, he had cheated on Mei three times in a row, putting three cuckolds on her.
Going to a Ferris wheel now feels like a huge insult to a young girl.
Although this doesn't matter to the other two girls at this moment, going to the places Mei once went to and severely insulting the mark that girl left in Jiang Cheng's heart would at least break that uniqueness, which would be a priority that deserves extra points.
"—Then let's go to the Ferris wheel!"
Mistelin decisively widened the score gap, turning the original 1-0 into 2-0.
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From a distance, the Ferris wheel appears as a giant semicircle, its lower part obscured by a dense, dark forest, while its upper part features colorful, brightly decorated cabins that move in an irregular oval shape.
Spanning the middle of the amusement park, it is a behemoth, yet it doesn't attract much attention. It just sits there quietly, all alone, unlike other Ferris wheels that are adorned with colorful neon lights to attract people. It doesn't fit the decadent style either, as if it doesn't belong to the previous era, but rather to the era before that, even older than this amusement park.
This classically styled building has been imbued with countless legends over the long course of time, witnessing the loves and hates of countless people and leaving behind countless rumors.
Only by not sitting there can one truly appreciate the details of those past messages.
Even if retro styles seem meaningless, they can sometimes bring psychological comfort.
At this moment, it was magnified countless times in the setting sun, casting a huge shadow on the park, leaving behind traces of freckles, forming light and shadow together with the huge sun wheel that seemed to have touched the ground.
The next thing was simple: buy tickets and board the Ferris wheel. Although someone recognized them as the three people who had previously staged a dramatic scene of mutual kissing, they were all stunned and speechless under Mistelin's clean and efficient methods.
Now, that's not what needs to be done—Jiang Cheng gently took the two girls' hands and led them step by step, starting with checking their tickets, onto the Ferris wheel, choosing a blue cabin, wiping the seat clean with the tissues they carried, and then quietly waiting for the day to come to an end.
Mistelin sat down beside him, though she had let go of his hand when they came up. To make room for tidying up the seat, it wasn't just a matter of wiping it clean; she also needed to ensure her skirt was close-fitting and smooth, so that her buttocks rested on the skirt rather than directly on the seat.
That's how it should be, at least initially.
Unlike Kiana's carefree attitude.
The girl at first really did put her skirt under her buttocks, and the oval black stockings only revealed a tiny bit of her buttocks, which was alluring and subtly revealed.
Although the thin clothing seemed unable to keep out the chill, the soft flesh compressed by the weight at least wouldn't leave direct marks on the seat, showing the shape of that firm and soft flesh after being pressed into a pancake.
Although she wasn't as striking in appearance as Kiana, sitting in her seat at this moment gave off a softer, more ethereal feeling—or perhaps it wasn't an illusion.
Judging solely from her figure, even if Kiana eats and drinks well, it will take at least ten years before she can even be considered comparable.
She is still a normal, naive young girl and has no energy to compare with Mistelin.
At most, because the girl looks so young, she might look more like a sister, making it hard to recognize such a beautiful girl as her mother.
Is the workmanship of this outfit really up to par?
I doubt anyone wouldn't want to ask this question.
Despite having no excess fat whatsoever and not a single extra inch of flesh on her body, as a natural-born Saintess, her appearance and posture are almost identical to the previous Saintess. This allows her to maintain a perfectly slender figure even while being incredibly beautiful, and when you embrace her, there is even a slight feeling of delicate branches bearing abundant fruit at certain moments.
But it still makes one wonder – what will those plump thighs look like on the seat, along with their firm and soft flesh?
Even if the boy wasn't a pervert—at least he didn't think so—he inevitably started having wild thoughts.
of course.
This is not something that cannot be controlled.
Unlike the pervert I met the first time, I wouldn't be unable to control my gaze or my thoughts, which would lead me to delve into things I shouldn't.
It took this slow-moving antique half a minute to raise their two-seater cabin to its highest point—Kiana's patience was almost exhausted. She could feel her buttocks shifting back and forth, and every now and then, a full, soft object would bump against her thighs.
Fortunately, the view here is indeed excellent. From here, you can see the entire city, including the outer area which is now practically flat. Only the very edge is covered by a wall that seems to be used to prevent collapse. Even at the highest point, you can probably only see the shadow of the wall.
Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, everything was covered in a layer of red, just the traces that spread down, the golden afterglow before it was about to leave, as if the world had been decorated with a few unique colors by a paintbrush.
Just by trying to look at the world through the glass of the train car, a soft, dim light surged into my vision like a tidal wave, creating a steady yet continuous towering wave on the highest peak where no buildings could block the view.
It swept through the nearby streets, which were still brightly lit and flashing with neon lights, and brought the roller coaster under its control as well.
Dessert shops, pedestrian streets, mobile ice cream parlors... even on the distant other side, the endless horizon seems to merge with the setting sun.
The golden afterglow spills across the earth, and even the tall buildings that are like walls blocking the view take on a soft and natural feel in the hazy light, as if casting a layer of afterglow over the whole world.
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The sunset glow transformed the Ferris wheel into a giant amber candy, and the glass of the gondolas reflected the subtle shimmer of lip gloss.
Even without looking up, the azure-gold sunlight had already bathed everything in sight.
Unlike the Grey Snake, whose amusement park facilities were somewhat inferior in order to conceal their activities, Mistelin's preparations were all presented in the best possible way. She said she had just randomly chosen a city, but what she saw and heard along the way clearly revealed the little thoughts hidden within the girl's mind.
I remember the last time I came here, I was lost in thought about other things, and it was Mei who waved at me, interrupting my rambling thoughts—
Unfortunately, I have no such thoughts nowadays.
Because it's too close, too close, too close!
Mistelin's black stockings and teacher's uniform were deliberately pressed against the outside of his thighs, every inch of contact precisely controlled at the critical point between morality and temptation.
The earlier assumption—that at least the skirt was placed under the buttocks—has proven to be wrong; that action was merely a cover-up.
Even through the highly transparent stockings, one could vaguely feel the softness of her thighs. In fact, it was precisely because of the wonderful touch of the stockings that the arousal was accelerated.
"Look, little town! Don't those clouds look like cream puffs?" Kiana was practically lying on the glass, her khaki skirt sweeping away the sunlight from her knees as she turned around. The rolled-up edges of her stockings revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her thigh-highs—the lace at the top of the stockings shone with an alluring golden luster in the sunset, perfectly showcasing the curves of her calves.
Even when wearing a skirt, you can immediately tell the curve of her buttocks, which are so perfect that you can't help but want to reach out and pat them hard...
—As expected, it was once the number one butt.
I first got into this fandom because I was drawn to the white bodysuit.
It was the curves of her hips outlined by that tight-fitting outfit that gave her the initial determination to have fun.
"It really looks just like her, so beautiful..."
Unfortunately, such moments of freedom to enjoy the scenery are rare. The instant the lively girl's skirt was lifted by a foot, Mistelin's voice followed like a shadow—
"It is said that when you kiss on a Ferris wheel, you will feel a dizzying sensation as your eyes meet."
The girl's leaning forward put undue pressure on the third button of her shirt, and her gently blinking purple eyes seemed to carry a mysterious invitation—
"Want to verify?"
"Verify my foot!" Kiana squeezed in front of her like a cat guarding its food, the back of her head hitting Mistelin's deliberately lowered chest precisely.
In the not-so-spacious cabin, where the light of the setting sun had already filled the space, a small struggle broke out between Misterin and Kiana—even Jiang Cheng had no distance to hide from, and could only be pressed down by Misterin's thighs one moment and feel the touch of Kiana's buttocks the next, the rising air seemed to be tainted with a strange smell.
Just then, the elevator car reached its highest point, and at the same moment, the light of dusk pierced through the clouds, making the entire city seem to be melted into flowing gold beneath one's feet.
"—A great opportunity!!"
Kiana's face was so close that you could count her eyelashes, like a scene in slow motion, where even the flicker of her eyes could be seen clearly.
It seemed that another kiss was only a matter of time—as it should have been. However, Misterin's softness pressed against his Adam's apple first. The holy girl was faster than him. The buttons popped open in an instant, and that fullness flew out of the shirt like a heavy punch, almost knocking his jaw off balance. The attack was so heavy that there was no doubt it could kill the Honkai Emperor.
In the last instant before her vision spun uncontrollably, her cherry-colored eyes saw only a patch of white amidst the unbuttoned buttons.
seem……
There isn't any extra fabric?
--real!!
There was no chance to utter the last word.
Gravity was completely out of balance, and the three of them were stacked at a strange angle on the narrow seat—even the boy could only feel the back of his neck against Mistelin and Kiana pressing against his chest; he could see almost nothing else.
When Jiang Cheng finally managed to regain his sense of direction, rubbing his head, the moment he looked up, he was greeted by a fiery sunset that blanketed the entire sky.
The dim, yellow sun hid in the distant horizon, casting its last rays of light. The white clouds in the west were tinged with fiery red, and the sky was gradually painted in a breathtakingly beautiful way.
Amidst the ever-changing clouds, fiery red, gray-blue, and pale pink hues mingled together, as if someone had artificially applied a touch of pink and red rouge to the pure white.
"Thinking about it carefully, I guess I have the best setup for riding a Ferris wheel, right?"
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"Eh?"
A perfectly tilted face is the best form of flattery.
At the same time, her profile was turned around, and the evening breeze ruffled her hair.
Kiana and Mistralne seemed to have a tacit understanding, simultaneously displaying the same expression.
Even if the former was due to ignorance, while the latter chose to support despite knowing everything—although only in this matter, this girl who knows a lot but has little experience may not really know the thoughts that belong only to the boy after seeing this scene.
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P.S.: In the end, we fast-forwarded to the Ferris wheel. Compared to the high-level Mistelin, both Jiang Cheng and Kiana were completely outmaneuvered.
Unfortunately, I still don't know how to write about daily life.
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