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1500-2500-1 An hour ago, when he kissed Larilo, Qiu Tu noticed that Evil God... seemed to be a bit different from ordinary humans.
Their lips and bodies seem softer? More tender? Warmer?
So, even with such simple tricks, Qiu Tu felt a kind of ultimate enjoyment.
'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'
'It's really nice!'
Perhaps sensing that Qiu Tu had awakened, Larilo began to exercise more vigorously.
Then, very soon, Qiu Tu surrendered, foaming at the mouth.
After their first battle ended, Qiu Tu wanted to have a good chat with Larilo and ask her why she had returned.
But who knew, before he could speak, the next instant, Larilo changed the style: using her white bosom to comfort Qiu Tu's brother.
Qiu Tu was a bit dazed, instinctively feeling something was wrong.
But... Larilo gave him no chance to explain or resist, directly accelerating, forcibly awakening Qiu Tu's brother.
To be honest, men as creatures, are really big-headed sons, small-headed dads.
