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Chapter 34: A Relentless, Grating Sensation (LSP Woman)
TL Note:
LSP is an acronym for the Chinese phrase Lao Se Pi (老色痞). It translates directly to "old lecher," "dirty old man," or more generally, someone who is perverted, horny, or lustful.
This chapter contain explicit content, but you know the regulation in CN, so author used many 'Cooking' analogy to describe the sexual scene. So you must imagine what transpire behind those lines and paragraphs.
For the context, remember this keywords:
Cooking = Fucking
Hamburger = Scissoring
Meat = Tentacle
Bread = Pussy
Salad = Love juice
Well then, enjoy.
It was a pleasurable sensation stimulating the cerebral cortex. Liang Lin's body trembled in waves, her eyes rolling upwards uncontrollably. Unlike that kind of intense pleasure, where the most comfortable feeling was merely a slight tremor, this was different. This cerebral cortex pleasure spread throughout her body, creating a strange feeling that was both clear-headed and confused.
This kind of intense, powerful feeling was even more exhilarating than the previous one.
Liang Lin felt she couldn't think straight. What happened next didn't matter; she just wanted to maintain this feeling. She felt like she was seeing illusions.
Was this the power of the tentacles? So amazing…
Liang Di slowly released her hands from Liang Lin's mouth and eyes, looking at Liang Lin's tear-streaked yet flushed face, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. At the same time, a wave of guilt washed over her.
She had promised Liang Lin she wouldn't force herself on her again, but this time she was going to break her promise.
She was so jealous, the kind of jealousy that made her lose her mind, the kind of jealousy that was mad and twisted. She simply couldn't bear it.
As long as Liang Lin didn't find out, then I wouldn't have hurt her, right?
Liang Di clung to this hopeful thought.
"It's okay... Sister Liang Lin, I won't lay eggs on you anymore, and I won't *****. They'll only be on the outermost side, don't worry... you won't remember this pain." "
(The following paragraphs contain explicit content and have been edited.)
Thinking back, I don't think I've ever used my hand and 'touching hands' with Liang Lin.
We've never clapped hands. It's always been my tentacles patting Liang Lin's hand, and my own hand... it seems we've never played the game of 'you clap once, I clap twice.'
Thinking of this, Liang Di swallowed hard.
Yes, it's always my tentacles playing the game while I've never played before. I myself seem to have never experienced it.
Suddenly, I'm curious. What kind of different feeling would it be? Would it be more pleasurable than tentacles? I'll try it then. How will I know if I don't try?
Hmm...
"Yes, Liang Lin, that's it. I won't ***** ...don't worry."
Liang Lin, at this moment, gaped, her eyes fixed upwards on the most terrifying face in her mind. She couldn't hear a word the other was saying; the tentacles still lingered in her ear, controlling her brain nerves, causing her to twitch occasionally.
"Sister Liang Lin, only when you're like this are you the most obedient, the most adorable, the only one who belongs to me... I really, really want you to always be like this, but no, it's not right, everyone says it's wrong."
Liang Di murmured to herself, stroking the other's cheek.
"When everyone says it's wrong, then my values are wrong. Only what the majority says is right is right, so... I'll adapt to everyone."
"But, Sister Liang Lin, there are times when I can't control myself... I really, really can't control myself anymore, so, I'm sorry, so sorry, so sorry..."
Liang Di was struggling internally at this moment.
She wanted to control herself. But she was a tentacle, after all. Her ambition (a metaphor) was enormous and intense. When the person she liked lay right in front of her, with that captivating expression, how could she possibly resist?
"Anyway, anyway, you won't remember, anyway, anyway, I won't *****, it's okay, yes, Liang Di, it's okay. You've already made great progress. It's okay to relax a little, right?"
Liang Di was trying to reassure herself.
At this moment, Liang Lin twitched again.
Liang Di saw the clear, bright stream of her dream.
"So, as expected, Sister Liang Lin, you're also looking forward to what's going to happen next, aren't you?"
"Ah...."
Liang Di was so shocked by this scene that her pupils turned completely green. She threw all her sense of immorality to the back of her mind and stretched out her right hand.
"Then, I will do as Sister Liang Lin wishes."
"...."
Where it's covered, it's like a fish in water.
The right hand, the one most people use, is stronger and more fluid, unlike the left.
Therefore, Liang Di never uses her left hand when cooking, and this time was no exception. Stir-frying with her right hand is always incredibly fast; whether it's tossing the wok or flipping the food, everything looks so smooth.
Liang Lin, probably smelling the aroma of the food, couldn't help but tremble, wanting a bite, her mouth watering.
The saliva kept flowing down, onto her chin, but she didn't wipe it away, and Liang Di didn't help her either. Liang Lin looked adorable like this.
Besides, it was all my handiwork!
It was the food she made that made Liang Lin drool—a symbol of her ability! A symbol of her culinary skills!
Feeling the food was almost ready, Liang Di withdrew her hand.
Next, it was time for the main course.
And of course, Liang Di herself would take charge of the main course.
"I should probably change the dressing too."
"Do you know what a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) is?" Liang Di wanted to make roujiamo.
You need two thick slices of bread to wrap around several slices of meat. Sometimes, a slip of the hand would squeeze some meat out.
This was Liang Di's first time making a hamburger, and she wasn't very used to it or very skilled.
She and Liang Lin held hands tightly as they made the hamburger together.
The two thick slices of bread were sandwiched between the meat, but because there was so much salad dressing on top, it slipped, squeezing out some meat and salad.
Liang Di was quite annoyed. She readjusted the hamburger, and the two thick slices of bread and the meat were all back in their original positions. Only the salad dressing couldn't be put back in its place and remained outside.
Liang Di didn't mind; it was just a tiny bit of salad dressing, it wouldn't hurt.
Because there was still salad dressing inside, the bread still couldn't hold the meat slices and continued to slip.
Liang Di got increasingly impatient and rushed, squeezing the bread and meat slices together at ever greater angles and speeds.
Salad, a great seasoning, was plentiful, so Liang Di added more. But she forgot how incredibly slippery the salad was; more and more slipped out, causing her to make the hamburgers even faster.
What a thoroughly enjoyable cooking experience!
Liang Lin was still immersed in the fantasy brought to her by the tentacles, only experiencing a portion of this exhilarating feeling. But Liang Di experienced it all. This was the first time she had ever felt such joy, almost like flying.
Unlike the tentacles, this feeling was also extremely wonderful, a completely different sensation. However, if she had to say something, if she had to give a critique, Liang Di still preferred her tentacles. But, occasionally making hamburgers, just to try something new, was quite nice.
"Phew~"
The hamburger was finally ready. Liang Di slowly removed it from her hands. The salad dressing was a bit thick, and some had dripped onto the floor, creating a stringy effect—it looked absolutely delicious.
"Okay, Liang Lin, it's all over."
Liang Lin, having enjoyed her delicious hamburger, was now grinning foolishly, her face flushed.
Liang Di's mischievous thoughts suddenly surfaced. She felt it was such a waste that the salad dressing had fallen on the floor.
Liang Lin loved it anyway, but the dressing that hadn't fallen could be given to her.
Hmm… right, Liang Lin doesn't know anything now, and she won't remember anything after this, so teasing her a little more wouldn't hurt, right?
So, Liang Di smeared some salad dressing on her finger and held it to Liang Lin's lips, saying in a seductive voice, "Sister Liang Lin, there's something delicious here, do you want to try some~?"
Liang Lin was completely dazed; to be precise, she was an idiot. Her brain was no longer under her own control, but rather controlled by the tendrils in her ears.
Similarly, her body was out of her control. Liang Di's question was pointless; she was only focused on drooling.
"Sister Liang Lin, look, you're drooling! You must really want to eat this salad dressing, right~?" Liang Di's sadistic tendencies were aroused once again; she couldn't wait to see the other girl eat the salad dressing.
So, she shoved her salad-dipped finger directly into Liang Lin's mouth.
It's normal for two girls to playfully tease each other like this; you hit me, I hit you; you bite me, I bite you. So, the two girls didn't really care.
"How is it? Sister Liang Lin, how does the salad dressing we made together taste?" Liang Di looked at Liang Lin expectantly.
But Liang Lin was currently just a simpleton, only able to say "Aba, Aba," what kind of amazing critique could she possibly offer?
Liang Di muttered to herself, "Oh~ it seems Sister Liang Lin likes it very much. Then we should make salad dressing together often and give it to Sister Liang Lin to eat~"
If Liang Lin were sober, upon hearing this, she would definitely curse the other girl for being shameless and brazen. She hadn't agreed to anything, yet this girl had made a decision on her own.
"Alright~ Sister Liang Lin, our game is over for today. Next time, let's have even more fun~" Liang Di had vented much of her anger, and she no longer had the jealous and twisted expression she had when she first returned.
Her tentacles slowly withdrew. As they did so, Liang Lin seemed to receive an even greater shock, her body convulsing violently.
All of this, in Liang Di's eyes, presented a tremendous attraction.
Liang Di swallowed again.
"Sister Liang Lin, if you continue like this, I don't think I can control myself."
Author's Note
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