Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

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Tina's face flushed red, her hand caressing her jeans a few times, nervously trying to undo the button and pull them down.

Although Rhode would have been happy to enjoy the scenery for a while longer, if he continued to admire it, he would be eager to start the lesson. The main business at hand hadn't been taken care of yet, so the lesson would have to wait.

He grabbed Tina's hand.

Tina immediately froze, her body trembling slightly, her gaze towards Rhode filled with both anticipation and fear.

She was already Rhode's girlfriend.

If Rhode wanted to do something to her, she would definitely do it.

But if she didn't reject Rhode at this time, wouldn't it make her seem like a very casual person? She had heard that men don't like promiscuous women…

Rhode met her shy gaze, grinned, and calmly took out a needle and drew a tube of blood from Tina's arm.

"J-Just drawing blood?" Tina's eyes widened.

Rhode nodded slightly.

"Ah!"

She immediately felt extremely ashamed, covering her conspicuous soft spot in front of her chest, and hurriedly turned around to avoid Rhode's gaze.

Rhode looked at her full figure, gently placed his hands on Tina's shoulders, and weighed the weight of her soft spot as he leaned forward, marveling.

"With something so good, why do you always like to hide it?"

His eyes were fiery, and even though Tina was facing away from him, she could feel the posture of wanting to devour her. She trembled with shame, biting her red lips and muttering softly.

"I'm not trying to hide it, it's just that you didn't make yourself clear…"

Her voice was close to a murmur. If Rhode's hearing wasn't so good, he probably wouldn't have known what Tina was saying. She was obviously extremely shy, but didn't dare to really get angry with Rhode, so she could only mutter and complain softly to herself.

Rhode was now a little helpless.

He really didn't mean that at first. He asked Tina to take off her clothes just to have her take off her jacket so he could draw blood.

Who knew this woman would misunderstand?

Not taking advantage of an opportunity would make him a fool.

He was a grown man, if he didn't watch such a vivid and fragrant scene, wouldn't he be an idiot?

But not to mention, Tina was originally different from those typical foreign women. Everything about her was a letter grade higher than ordinary women. Now, her upper body was already a naked lamb, but her lower body was tightly wrapped in jeans, which was a bit of a visual tease.

Although Tina usually wore loose clothes, her natural figure was always difficult to hide, and the jeans underneath were stretched to the fullest, outlining the shape of her full peach.

Rhode dared to say that anyone who saw this scene would have their blood pumping and be unable to control themselves.

The flame that had just subsided in his heart rose again, and Rhode felt the eager pointer of his own, and was also helpless.

Who told him that his physique was too strong, not only was his demand strong, but he also really had the strength to continue educating the woman in front of him.

"You've been my girlfriend for a while now, are you unwilling?"

Although he asked this, Rhode didn't intend to give Tina a chance to say no. They had been together for so long, even the hardest clam should be opened up for a taste, right?

Tina turned her head shyly, meeting Rhode's eyes that seemed to want to swallow her whole, trembling as she grasped Rhode's hand, her eyes glistening with tears due to excessive tension, and said timidly, "I'm not unwilling."

Although Tina didn't interact with people much, she wasn't a fool. How popular Rhode was at school, how could she not know? But even so, the popular Rhode had chosen her as his girlfriend.

And had given her so much time.

How could she refuse Rhode!

Waiting for her to say these words, Rhode was about to push her down, intending to play with her in his hands, first giving this newly opened clam of a woman a little appetizer to ease her in, and then the main course.

"Don't…"

Tina shyly grabbed Rhode's hand, her cheeks also flushed red, wriggling her lips, and whispered, "I, I don't want to in this kind of place…"

"It's still my first time…"

Women will always have fantasies. Tina really didn't want to give herself away in such a simple place, but she wouldn't have too high of demands either.

She trembled slightly, carefully looking up at Rhode's face, fearing that Rhode would get angry because of what she was about to say.

"At least go to a cleaner place, is a hotel okay?"

Looking at Tina, whose face was full of innocence and purity, Rhode clicked his tongue softly.

In the Lighthouse Country, such a pure and talented woman was really too rare.

Rhode didn't mind her little willful request this time.

He grabbed Tina's wrist, snapped his fingers, and instantly activated space teleportation, appearing in his home in the blink of an eye.

Rhode was not polite at all, directly treating his home as a teaching site, straddling the bed, and patted his thigh, showing his teaching strength.

He shook the pointer twice.

"Can you do it?"

Rhode pulled this student, Tina, over, his tone was still considered gentle: "If you can't, I can teach you."

Originally, it was to educate Tina well, Rhode didn't mind spending more effort on this pure student.

Tina hesitated for a moment, her nose feeling the humidity in the air, and she seemed to be infected as well. She endured the shy emotions, obediently nodded.

She clumsily climbed down from the bed, blinked her eyes and looked at Rhode in front of her, knowing that before teaching, she should put away the inconvenient long hair, so she clumsily used her hand to tuck the loose hair behind her ears, slowly approaching and bending over.

Hiss.

Rhode sucked in a breath of cold air. Although he knew that there must be something wrong with this woman Tina's bloodline, when he truly came into contact with it, it still surprised Rhode a little.

This feeling was difficult to describe, Rhode felt like he was caught in endless suction cups, receiving round after round of massage.

The most important thing was the desire that spread out from the pointer. He had never experienced such endless stimulation before, and he couldn't wait to gallop on horseback and ride with Tina.

But Rhode still wanted to see Tina's skills.

His eyes were bloodshot as he harshly lectured Tina with the teaching rod. Who told her to disrespect her elders, wanting the teacher to surrender so quickly? This kind of dishonest student needed to be disciplined with the rod before she would learn.

But to Rod's surprise, Tina actually seemed to be enjoying it. Clearly, she had no experience whatsoever, it was even her first time, but her familiarity with teaching had already reached its peak.

Whether it was her eloquence or her technique, it captivated people.

To say she was silver-tongued would not be an exaggeration.

She was simply a natural beauty!

Even surpassing the succubus-bodied Tristis.

When Rod regained his senses, the situation was already beyond his control. Tina was also foaming at the mouth, clearly having been disciplined by Rod's teaching rod.

Something was wrong. What exactly was Tina's bloodline?

Tracing magic would still take some time, but Rod already had a vague guess in his mind. The only bloodlines that could suppress his own fire and even be controlled by desire were probably those few, right?

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"What's wrong?"

Noticing Rod's unusual mood, Tina carefully wiped the corner of her mouth and looked up at Rod.

In any case, no matter what bloodline it was, it could hardly cause any harm to Rod.

Rod was too lazy to think more. He pulled Tina up from the ground, patted the bed, and pointed to his hard teaching rod.

His rod was battle-tested, having educated countless students. How could it weaken because of one student's ability? Of course, he had to continue the education.

If he didn't give the student a lesson, how would she know how powerful it was?

Recalling the power of the teaching rod, Tina's face flushed as she climbed onto the bed on all fours, kneeling obediently.

Before coming, Tina had agreed to Rod's educational policy. Naturally, she knew what to do at this time. Her face was burning red, and her eyes were tightly closed, instinctively arching her back.

Rod, seeing such an obedient Tina, naturally had to admire her for a few moments.

After all, education still needed to be tailored to the individual. Only by identifying her weaknesses could he strike home and truly allow Tina to learn knowledge.

Seeing that Rod didn't move, Tina seemed to understand something and clumsily tried to unbutton her jeans to receive education.

"Don't, I just like the way you look in jeans like this."

Rod stopped Tina's movements.

He gestured, a smile on his lips: "With your figure, wearing tight jeans like this, and sticking your butt out like that, it's simply the epitome of learning, born to be educated."

"That's the feeling I want."

Tina didn't have much experience either, but hearing Rod say that he liked her like this, she felt both shy and awkward, fidgeting uncomfortably.

Rod frowned and slapped the dishonest student a few times: "What's the rush? Are you that eager to be educated?"

Tina's face turned even redder.

She mumbled vaguely, her voice like a mosquito's buzz.

"But, how can I receive education like this?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously wiggled, not knowing how attractive she looked.

Tear—

Tina felt a chill below her waist.

The center of her jeans was actually torn open by Rod's fingernails, allowing the teaching tool inside to breathe.

Her eyes widened.

Before she could make a sound, she was hit by the impact.

Tina was receiving education for the first time, how could she have guessed that the ocean of knowledge would have such power? For a time, she rose and fell in the waves, struggling to breathe as the seawater slapped against her. She tightly grabbed the shore to ensure she wouldn't be washed away.

She kept calling for help, but her body floated in the ocean of knowledge, tossing and turning day after day.

Later, she realized the benefits of surfing, listlessly lying there, her eyes rolling back, enduring the force of the waves, only humming to express that she hadn't drowned yet.

Rod wasn't doing much better than Tina.

It was his first time encountering such a sociable woman. Even though his teaching rod was a battle-hardened veteran, it was difficult to extricate himself at this moment.

This tension, this attraction, was several times more terrifying than Tristis's demonic body.

It was as if he had fallen into quicksand while traveling in the desert, wrapped and pulled by countless grains of sand, forcefully dragging Rod's teaching rod inward. Not only that, but it also couldn't wait to suck Rod dry to nourish this desert.

Rod could only reciprocate unceremoniously, pouring sweat on this desert.

To save his teaching rod, Rod even made several deep thrusts, defeating the opponent until they were routed and repeatedly surrendered.

But this desert still needed the nourishment of water, stubbornly sucking the water and refusing to let go.

The heat and restlessness in the desert also spread to Rod, burning his eyes red. He could only strive for perfection, tirelessly irrigating this desert land with a wealth of knowledge.

Rod couldn't bear to let the desert continue to dry up like this, so he had to stand up and do this righteous deed.

After days of education, the quicksand finally learned a little, or perhaps it was no longer as thirsty after being irrigated with knowledge, and obediently released Rod, spitting him out of the quicksand.

Rod looked at Tina, who was paralyzed on the bed, and then lowered his head to look at his teaching rod.

Hiss.

This woman, there must be something wrong with her bloodline, right?

Chapter 204: A relative of the succubus, the eye-catching banshee!

Just then, the tracing magic that Rod had prepared at the beginning was finally completed.

Among all the magic he mastered, tracing magic was the simplest and most direct way to see through a person's essence, but it required the subject's fresh blood and body fluids within two hours to act as a link before one could investigate the truth.

Also, in ancient times, various races were mixed, parents and siblings did not know each other, and various bizarre hybrids were often born. In order to prevent the relationship from being confused and to protect their bloodlines, such magic was born.

But Rod had a question.

Anyway, verifying the bloodline required stabbing it all over. Wouldn't the already chaotic relationship be even more refreshing? You can't say it doesn't count as chaos unless you're pregnant, right?

But this thing is like that foreign horse that is delivered to your door. Just use it, know where it comes from, clean and no problems.