Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1431 - Chapter 1431 Chapter 439 Angel with a Broken Arm Mechanical

Chapter 1431: Chapter 439 Angel with a Broken Arm, Mechanical Drawing_3 Chapter 1431: Chapter 439 Angel with a Broken Arm, Mechanical Drawing_3 As she spoke, she saw Leonard Churchill sitting cross-legged and without any hesitation, climbed onto his lap, looking as though she was complaining with feigned annoyance, “Ah… but such a precious gift, how should I reciprocate?”

“…”

Leonard Churchill laughed without saying a word.

Both knew it was a joke.

They didn’t need such formalities between them.

In fact, for Seven Brown, even if it wasn’t such a valuable treasure, even if it was just a random stone picked up from the riverside, as long as Leonard Churchill said it was a gift for her, she would be delighted.

It was the same for Leonard Churchill.

Now, with the crisis gone and no one else around,

the two of them had reunited and finally had some time alone.

There was no need to avoid anything in their interactions.

The touch of the liquid leather was very nice; she had tried it many times before and still couldn’t let go.

Leonard Churchill played with that graceful, tight waist and pert bottom, unabashedly climbing to the peak.

Seven Brown giggled, boldly and passionately responding, “I’ve also felt like I’ve been developing lately. Haha… Leonard Churchill, you surely prefer them a bit plumper. We’re so familiar with each other, no need to be polite. Squeeze, see? Isn’t it a better feel?”

In the dark, the atmosphere gradually became more romantic.

Suddenly, Seven Brown thought of something, “Ah… wait a moment.”

As she said that, she stood up.

Leonard Churchill gave her a curious glance.

He watched as Seven Brown lightly touched the mechanical equipment on her wrist, and the liquid leather suit receded like a tide.

In an instant, she was just in a sports vest and tight-fitting panties, her sporty figure fully exposed to the air.

There was some luminescent moss on the damp rock wall of the underground river, the faint glow casting the magnificent body into sharp relief.

Leonard Churchill watched with interest.

She removed her combat suit, turned to Leonard Churchill and said, “I’m going to swim for a bit~”

They had been in the wilderness these days, even hunted, and had no chance to bathe.

For Miss Rita, who loved cleanliness, this was a bit uncomfortable.

This place was uninhabited, and the river water in the underground river was crystal clear.

The spot in the river where they were had a gentle flow, like a clear pool, and the pebbles on the riverbed were clearly visible.

Seven Brown said this and walked to the water’s edge, then jumped in with a splash, sending up droplets of water.

She was a good swimmer, like a nimble fish freely swimming through the water.

Leonard Churchill’s eyesight was sharp enough to clearly see that glowing white body beneath the water.

Her graceful figure, against the darkness, was as soft and beautiful as moonlight.

Her long hair floated lightly in the water.

As she swam, it was like she was dancing elegantly through the water.

All around was silent, with only the water’s surface rippling with delicate waves, as if nature was whispering in its gentlest voice.

Clear and pleasant to the ear.

Leonard Churchill also enjoyed this beautiful scenery with great contentment.

Smiling, he allowed himself to sink into an exceptionally relaxed state, body and mind.

Leonard Churchill rarely enjoyed such leisure.

It seemed he could only feel this relaxed when he was with a few of his friends.

Before long, Seven Brown rose from the water.

The clear river water had cleansed away all fatigue, leaving her feeling refreshed.

Once on shore, the wet sports vest felt somewhat less confining.

Seven Brown nonchalantly took it off.

In front of Leonard Churchill, she had no discomfort, bending down to pull off her panties, then stripped off completely.

Leonard Churchill watched her with great interest from not far away.

At this moment, Miss Rita without clothes was like a figure stepped out of an oil painting, beautiful and splendid.

Her exquisite figure had shed the slight greenness of her gang days, now utterly flawless.

Without the vest’s restraint, that pair of ample “Jumping Rabbits” became a bit too bold and revealing.

Her bare feet on the gravel, she walked unsteadily, their majesty now playfully jostling about.

Those astonishingly proportionate long legs were completely on display, dazzling as they crisscrossed, accentuating her tall and slender form.

Leonard Churchill watched as Miss Rita approached him, in excellent spirits.

Seven Brown also looked at him, not avoiding his direct gaze at all, but rather quite pleased.

The expression on her charming face seemed to pridefully say, “How about that, not bad, right?”

Of course not bad.

Leonard Churchill was not stingy with his praise; as he watched Seven Brown approach, he smiled, “Rita’s getting prettier and prettier.”

Seven Brown was delighted with the comment, replying, “Thank you~”

As she spoke, just like earlier, she wrapped her arms around Leonard Churchill’s arm and sat astride his lap, meanwhile teasing, “Is this clearer now?”

Women who liked riding Mecha seemed to really enjoy this posture.

Leonard Churchill didn’t mind it either.

They were very close, and from this angle, the “Jumping Rabbit” was nearly touching his nose, a bright white expanse.

As it gently swayed, a trace of the girl’s fragrance also entered his nose.

Seven Brown’s hair was still wet.

Droplets of water fell from the tips of her hair, carrying a scent of the river and nature, making her whole being seem a bit languid.

Before, wearing clothes seemed vaguely necessary; but now, completely bare, with privacy a mere hand’s reach away, the amorous atmosphere suddenly intensified.

Leonard Churchill supported Seven Brown’s bottom with one hand, while with the other, like appreciating a beautiful work of art, he gently caressed, also responding to her teasing question, “Hmm, wonderful.”

As he touched her, the softness like white porcelain spilled between his fingers.

Indeed she had developed more since their last meeting, but not overly heavy, just right.

The warmth of her skin still held the coolness of the river water, the touch fine and smooth.

Hearing his words, Seven Brown’s eyes sparkled mischievously, openly displaying her beauty, and softly whispered with lightly pursed lips, “As long as you like it~”