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Of course, Sam couldn’t possibly be Jesus.

He sat up from the bed, in a room that seed to be used as a dical facility. There was no sll of disinfectant, or perhaps the disinfectant used here carried a unique fragrance.

But that wasn’t what Sam should be focusing on right now.

"There’s no need for that... I thought I was going to die, and yet here I am, seeing you again. I’m so moved, I could cry," Sam said, his voice thick with mock emotion as he burst into theatrical sobs.

He suddenly embraced Angel, but his acting was terribly unconvincing.

Quite terrible indeed.

However, Angel didn’t push Sam away. Her voice, cool and detached, flowed into Sam’s ears.

"You were never going to die. Your wounds healed even before the dication was fully administered. Sam, are you Superman or sothing?"

Sam released Angel and looked at her in feigned surprise.

"Why would you think that?"

Angel scoffed.

"How else do you explain all these secrets about you? So things about you are simply not humanly possible."

Sam pondered for a mont and then said, "If I really were Superman, you’d be the one lying in this hospital bed right now... Why are you looking at like that? I’m just making a point."

Soon, Angel gave up trying to intimidate Sam with her gaze; it was futile.

"I’ve been fooled by you again; you always use these tactics to make forgive you," Angel said, her tone tinged with unhappiness.

Sam smiled and then took her hand.

"It’s okay, at least I know you still have a soft spot for , and that makes happy."

Angel didn’t pull her hand away. She looked at the grinning Sam.

"Is that enough to make you happy? What if I told you I’ve already sent people to find Sophie, to ensure she doesn’t survive the night? Would that make you happier?"

"Uh. Surely you wouldn’t go that far?" Sam’s expression imdiately stiffened.

Angel gave Sam a pointed look.

"Don’t worry, I haven’t had the chance to do that yet, but who knows what might happen in the future? After all, I haven’t promised you anything, and this trick of yours can only work once. Next ti, even if you stab a knife into your heart, I won’t save you."

"So, we’re good this ti?" Sam asked, blinking at the girl in front of him.

Angel narrowed her eyes at Sam. "This ti, yes. But the fact that you used your own life to threaten on behalf of that girl really bothers . What should we do about it?"

Sam imdiately prepared to get up. "You haven’t eaten yet, right? I’ll cook for you."

Angel quickly grabbed Sam’s ear, causing him to grimace in pain. This ti she was indeed very forceful, showing no rcy.

"Thinking of making dinner? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Stop playing your little tricks. Do I need to say it again? I’m really angry now."

Sam helplessly held her hand, looking into her eyes that seed filled with anger.

"Don’t be angry, I wasn’t threatening you with my life for her sake. I’ve told you, I don’t want you to go down the wrong path, to lead a completely different life. I hope your future is filled with light, happiness, and peace, not sches and endless calculations. I’m doing all this for you."

"Do you really think that way?"

"What else? How could you doubt the heart of your boyfriend who truly loves you?"

Angel let go of his hand, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Her beautiful smile caught Sam off guard, like walking on a dilapidated road and suddenly coming across a dazzling field of flowers.

"Is that so? Well then, how about we get married tomorrow?"

Sam was stunned, looking into her eyes, unsure if she was serious.

His gaze shifted away, and he seed to be thrown into a state of confusion.

"Wait, I think I can’t hear very well. Did you just damage my ear when you pulled it?"

"Bang!"

Angel punched Sam squarely in the chest, causing him to cough a few tis.

Of course, it was greatly exaggerated; even if this girl used all her strength, she couldn’t really hurt Sam.

"Since you can’t hear, I might as well cut off your ears!"

"Don’t be mad, don’t be mad—it was just a little joke. Marriage is still too far off for us; we’re students, and studying is what’s most important right now."

"Have you been studying? Aren’t you just hanging out with various beauties every day?"

Sam looked at Angel. "How can you say that about yourself?"

Angel naturally responded, "Am I not a beauty?"

"You’re not just a beauty, you’re a goddess, a fairy, a sprite fallen to earth, you’re a dream, you’re..."

"I’m your mother!"

"Can’t you be a bit more classy?"

Angel chuckled. "Classy... You just ejaculated in my mouth and on my face in front of Sophie, and now you want to talk about classy?"

At the ntion of this, Sam recalled the unforgettable scene from earlier.

Angel’s face was covered with thick sen.

It was like a beautiful garden blanketed in heavy snow.

Even her eyes were obscured.

Her hair was stained quite a bit...

The amount of sen Sam had ejaculated was indeed frightening, and the scene was truly vulgar to the extre.

But now, Sam couldn’t possibly tell her that in that state, Angel really had a certain ’charm’.

He could only give a wry smile and say, "I couldn’t control it... Who would have thought she would do such a thing? Sophie definitely wouldn’t do that."

"She’s not Sophie, then who is she?" Angel frowned, recalling the incident.

Sam explained, "It’s her sister. Whether it’s a split personality or truly two souls sharing one body, I’m not sure. She didn’t tell ."

"You knew about this all along and you didn’t tell ?"

"But I also didn’t tell them about your ability to stop ti."

"Am I the sa as them to you, Sam? Can’t you see who’s more important?"

Sam could only spread his hands helplessly.

"Anyway, I’m just a regular guy. Next ti you superwon spar, just leave out of it."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll use my powers on Sophie again? You seem pretty relaxed now, but when the ti cos, won’t you still stand in front of , pleading on her behalf?"

By now, Angel had a pretty clear understanding of Sam’s character.

Sam looked at Angel and smiled, then his tone beca a bit more serious.

"It’s not that I always have to plead for others. If soone truly ans harm to you, even to the point of hurting you, you won’t even need to act; I’ll definitely teach them a lesson. But I’d rather you be a good person."

Angel’s gaze didn’t soften. "There are no good or bad people in this world, just people standing from their own perspectives."

Sam shook his head. "You’re misunderstanding ."

"Then what do you an?"

"What I an is, being a good person makes it easier for those who love you to not feel burdened, and makes those who are sincere to you even more sincere."

Sam always had his peculiar logic.

He could always articulate points from unexpected angles that were hard to refute.

It was the kind of reasoning that wasn’t very pleasant to hear, but you had to admit made so sense.

Like now, for instance.

So, Angel had basically given up on reasoning with Sam.

If not reasoning, then what?

Then they make love.

"Bang."

Feeling quite pleased with his last remark, Sam was suddenly tackled onto the bed by Angel.

Angel straddled Sam’s waist, looking down at him with a gaze filled with familiar desire.

Sam blinked. "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Angel’s legs were long and strong. She clamped Sam’s cock between her thighs, as if her actions were foretelling what was about to happen.

anwhile, Angel had already started to strip Sam of his clothes.

It was like a newlywed wife, alone at ho, seeing her husband who had been working abroad for years and couldn’t wait to unleash her desires.

Sam looked at Angel with so difficulty. "Isn’t this a bit too rushed? Have you forgotten? I’m injured..."

Angel’s cheeks were already flushed. She lowered her head to look at Sam’s handso face.

"Nice try. Your wound magically healed, as if it never existed. If you don’t satisfy today, I’ll cut off your useless dick!"

"That’s really not necessary. Let’s make love then, shall we? Maybe this ti I can be on top?"

Sam blinked, seemingly trying to gain the upper hand at this mont.

Unfortunately, Angel didn’t give Sam that chance.

She stood up and lifted her skirt.

Sam watched as her flawless clitoris got closer and closer to his eyes, to his face.

Sam was stunned. "What are you doing?!"

Sam really felt like washing his face, maybe even taking a bath, but not like this!

And now, the girl sitting on Sam’s face, already enjoying Sam’s special service, gasped intermittently.

"I’ve never been so humiliated in my life... Today, you must experience it too. You ejaculated so much on my face before, I couldn’t even open my eyes..."

"Damn it, damn it, damn it...!!"

"Bastard, bastard, bastard...!!"

"I’m going to smother you with my pussy!!"

Why did Sam feel like laughing?

This wasn’t his first ti performing oral sex on Angel. Her pubic area was completely hairless, very clean, making it a unique pleasure for Sam to lick her clitoris with his tongue.

Soon, his penis was erect, very firm.

In the past, Angel would have turned around and used the 69 position to service Sam.

But this ti, she clearly had no intention of doing so. She just wanted Sam to lick her vulva, using this thod to alleviate the humiliation she had felt earlier.

Sam knew what Angel was thinking, so he cooperated fully, continuously licking her clitoris with his tongue, bringing her intense pleasure.

Under the assault of Sam’s tongue, Angel quickly lost her strength and, with a sharp scream, she reached orgasm.

Different from a traditional orgasm during sex, this one seed even more intense. Angel’s body collapsed onto Sam’s, taking this opportunity, Sam laid Angel’s body flat on the bed.

Then he grabbed his penis with his hand, aid it at the entrance of Angel’s vagina, and thrust in!

Sam’s body then lay down, his robust physique perfectly pressing against the girl’s seductive body.

Their bodies were now perfectly fused together.

Sam began to thrust vigorously, his strong cock continuously pounding into Angel’s vagina, each thrust reaching deep into her cervix.

Looking into Sam’s eyes up close, and watching his vigorous movents, Angel smiled slightly. "Am I better, or is Sophie better?"

Sam was stunned. Why would she ask such a question during sex? He stopped moving, looking at Angel puzzled.

"What aspects are you referring to?"

Angel seed a bit angry at his response. She pinched Sam, not on the arm or thigh, but on his testicles, causing Sam’s expression to twist instantly.

"Stop, stop, stop! Let go or you’ll have nothing left to play with."

Due to nearing climax, Angel’s face remained flushed, but her eyes revealed that familiar hint of danger.

"I’m talking about... what we’re doing right now."

Sam imdiately responded.

"I’ve never been with her, I told you, she’s just a friend."

"Really?" Angel clearly didn’t believe him.

Sam imdiately made his stance clear.

"If I’m lying, may I beco impotent right now, never to get hard again."

Angel squinted her eyes. "What if I asked you to promise never to sleep with her?"

"Hey, Angel, is that a new bra? It’s lace and see-through, I’ve never seen this style before, it’s really sexy."

"Look at ... you jerk!"

Looking directly at her was not an option. How could Sam dare to answer such a question?

Sam wouldn’t make that mistake, so there was no choice but to break through it all in the most direct and effective way.

Thus, Sam took action, invoking the Hand of Desire and Temptation Constitution, he wrapped his hands around Angel’s legs.

Angel looked at Sam. "You actually want to use the missionary position, you could at least give a heads-up!"

Sam just looked at Angel and smiled slightly. "Baby, just lift your hips a bit, yes, just like that."

Next, Sam conveyed all his tenderness and love through his actions, thrusting powerfully, repeatedly bringing Angel to the heights of sexual climax.

Their bodies made a "smack smack smack" sound, accompanied by Angel’s moans, echoing through the quiet night.

Even the lights were not turned off.

Communication between a man and a woman doesn’t always need words, like in this mont.

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Sotis, the fusion of soul and body is the ultimate form of communication.

Of course, when the soul and body begin to rge, it’s often accompanied by intense collisions.

Like waves crazily crashing against the shore’s rocks.

Like a massive avalanche, striking the dark earth.

Only in these monts, it seed, could Sam truly feel.

This world, it’s truly beautiful.

So beautiful that it’s overwhelming, unbelievable...

[Congratulations to the host for reaching a new stage of communication with Sophie!]

[Host’s attributes have been enhanced!]

[Intelligence: 65]

[Physical Strength: 65]

[Power: 65]

[Luck: 65]

[Charm: 130]

[Sexual Desire: 155]

...

[Congratulations to the host for the new effect of the exclusive skill: Absolute Lucidity!]

[Absolute Lucidity: Allows the host to maintain consciousness under the influence of abnormal factors.]

[New Effect: There is a 50% chance that when a negative superpower effect is applied to the host, not only will the host be unaffected, but it will also rebound to the opponent. Cooldown ti: Five days.]

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