“Really?”“Haha. Really? Let me check you out thoroughly, and I’ll tell you.”Memphis smirked coldly to himself as his fingers traced lightly along her tight waist, taking the opportunity to fondle her a bit before lazily tugging the ribbon tied behind her back, loosening her form-fitting dress.He moved quickly. In mere seconds, he had undone all the buttons and clasps on Wallflower’s clothes. But women’s clothing was always overly complicated, and even after undoing everything, the dress still wouldn’t come off. Frustrated, he yanked it all off.By the time Wallflower regained her senses, she was already completely stripped, save for a tiny black lingerie set that barely covered her private areas."What... What are you doing... Aaaa... Mm-mm..."Wallflower screamed in fear, her sudden terror giving her enough strength to try and escape from Memphis’s grasp. But he was much stronger and faster, quickly pulling her back and covering her mouth."Quiet. The mutated pepper will burn throu
Memphis mulled it over for a second before dismissing the thought. His body then began to glow with intense white light, activating his third-tier ice manipulation skill. The entire room turned into a frigid zone filled with frost.The temperature plummeted, and a thin layer of snow began to form on the floor.Memphis didn’t envelop Wallflower in the white glow but simply created a cold environment to prolong the burning effect of the mutated pepper.As Wallflower, now cradled in his arms, slowly regained her consciousness from the pain, she could see through the glowing red flames and the icy mist that her body was undergoing a transformation."Insight!"Wallflower squinted, activating her Insight skill. With the assistance of the fourth-tier skill, she could faintly perceive the process occurring within her. The mutated pepper's energy shattered into countless fragments, dispersing throughout her body along strange trajectories. Some of it seeped into her skin, some ignited and burne
But Wallflower wasn’t the type to surrender easily. She was strong-willed and determined, never one to stay in a passive position. After a fierce struggle, she managed to push Memphis onto his back, straddling his chest, one hand gripping his throat while the other held back his roaming hands."You scoundrel..."From this position, Wallflower could see Memphis’ face, filled with excitement and playful mischief, while he could also fully admire her flawless body.This woman was truly a masterpiece, every inch of her body exuding a seductive allure. He was already thinking of a new nickname for her—perhaps "Little Milkmaid."Without hesitation, Memphis retracted his hand and grabbed both of her legs, his gaze locking onto the most tempting sight in front of him.Wallflower’s intimate area was already soaked. Her delicate, pink folds quivered slightly, swollen with arousal. A slick, transparent fluid slowly oozed out from between them, matting the sparse hairs that clung like wet grass af
Wallflower turned her head, trying desperately to avoid his kisses, but he clung to her like a leech. After a long struggle, she finally succumbed to his relentless pursuit, completely lost in the storm of pleasure."Mmm...""Huff, huff..."The sounds of her soft moans, his heavy breathing, and the slapping of their skin filled the room, making the air thick with heat.After half an hour, Memphis had worn Wallflower down, her body limp and spent. They had cycled through seven or eight different positions, from the bed to the floor, from traditional to wild: “Little Milkmaid" had gone from resisting to "reluctantly" submitting, and finally, lying still, letting him do as he pleased."Miss Wallflower, I guess your answer is that you prefer a bandit in bed!""Shut up, you rogue... Mmm..."In the water-filled tub, their bodies remained entangled, his length still locked inside her. Wallflower bit down hard on his shoulder, whispering angrily:"You... You came inside me... Ugh... What if I
Memphis smirked and replied:"If I told you to stay in Hope Town, would you say yes? No, you wouldn’t. You don’t feel safe here, and you won’t stay."Wallflower’s hand froze for a moment before she resumed drawing circles on his chest. After a while, she seriously asked:"Memphis, will you come with me to Lakeside County?""Here it comes."At her question, Memphis felt a familiar coldness deep inside.This woman never fully trusted him. She feared that he would stray down a dark path, that he wouldn’t treat the residents of Hope Town sincerely, that one day he might abandon them—or worse, harm them. She had always wanted to bring him into the fold of the government, to steer him towards a more legitimate path.But the unexpected events had changed things. Memphis's heroic confrontation with the M2 level 24 had clearly left a strong impression on Wallflower. She had been moved, perhaps even "infatuated.” or more accurately, she might have truly "fallen" for him.Her behavior said it all
The Soul Suppression skill could be considered both offensive and defensive. Facing it was like dealing with double the normal pressure.With that in mind, Memphis yawned, then turned and pulled Wallflower into his embrace. Before their departure, he needed to figure out how to integrate soul suppression into his skillset and fighting style, ensuring that his combat system was fully optimized and as powerful as possible.But only two minutes later, he was fast asleep from exhaustion. After fighting both on the battlefield and in bed, even an ox would be worn out, let alone a human.Early morning…Memphis had slept soundly and deeply throughout the night. If it hadn’t been for the soft splashing and clinking sounds coming from the bathroom, he might have slept until noon.Groggily opening his eyes and yawning in contentment, he found himself lying alone in bed. Through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, he could vaguely make out a soft, mature figure fiddling with her hair."Truly
Wallflower bit her lip, a thousand words choking in her throat, but all of them remained unspoken.“I… I understand…”With that, she finished her morning routine and quickly left.Memphis watched her for a few moments, then leisurely stood up, turned on the cold shower, and casually washed off, as if to cleanse himself of every lingering trace of the woman.By the time he returned to the bedroom, Wallflower had already left. All her belongings were gone, even the blood-stained bed sheets.“Well, good. At least you’ve kept your independence.”When it came to Wallflower’s feelings, and even his own, Memphis refused to let them interfere with the decisions and goals he had already set. At least for now: “what he wanted” wasn’t a peaceful, happy life with Wallflower. That was only a “primal desire.”And primal desires? Get out of the way. One night of passion was more than enough.After carefully putting on his combat gear and packing a bag with supplies and several sets of clothes, Memphi
From other directions, military convoys also started moving out, heading to different battlefields. After a night of digesting the spoils and distributing supplies, the combined strength of Hope Town had increased significantly, far surpassing what it had been before the war.Within a 5-kilometer radius of Hope Town, few threats remained capable of endangering any squad.Sitting in the same vehicle with Memphis, naturally, was Wallflower. She had already regained her composure, her face calm and distant, exuding that familiar, ethereal elegance. Her aura of beauty, combined with a high and unattainable air, naturally repelled others, making them feel inadequate, even reluctant to strike up a conversation.Meanwhile, Memphis was discussing the situation with Yosef. As a seasoned soldier who had long been stationed near Sunny Hills, Yosef was familiar with every inch of the terrain. He spread out a map and began analyzing the likely attack routes of the zombie horde, identifying potentia