The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 872 - Do you want one too?

While Akane kept Lingxi entertained with her large, delicious supply of milk, Qingyi approached Auranys.

"How's everything going? What did you think of the spear?" he asked, drawing the beautiful goddess into his arms in a firm motion, his fingers sliding around the smooth curve of her slender waist.

Her sweet floral scent filled his lungs, and the weight of those massive divine tits settled heavily against his chest, the plump, warm flesh compressing and molding around the hard planes of his musculature, her stiff nipples pressing insistently through the thin fabric of her robe.

He smiled with satisfaction, pulling her a little closer against his frame.

"Good… she still recognizes me, even though her ego is dormant," Auranys replied, accepting Qingyi's embrace and resting her head on his broad chest.

Extending an elegant hand, she summoned her spear; the long, graceful weapon materialized between her fingers in a soft glow of divine light.

Qingyi admired it for a brief moment before nodding, his eyes scanning the weapon's ornate shaft.

"And little Lingxi hasn't been causing you any trouble?" he asked, watching the tiny thing clinging tightly to Akane's breast, nursing as if her life depended on it.

"No." Auranys shook her head. "Well… she's a handful, but there are so many of us… Rouxi took some time off to cultivate a bit, and we're taking care of her together… Elize, Isabel, and Celestia are definitely the most enthusiastic, fufufu~"

Auranys let out a soft chuckle, her eyes sparkling with affection.

Reaching for Lingxi's hair—black like her father's, with a few green strands inherited from her mother—she stroked it tenderly, the silky strands slipping through her delicate fingers.

Honestly, she'd never considered herself good with children.

During her time as a goddess, she had little contact with them, and much of her work involved caring for her many followers.

Only there, in the world of the mind, did she find time for more mundane things.

Of course, Lingxi was vastly different from ordinary babies—by a huge margin, since her lineage was among the most powerful in existence—but still, she was a child.

She was easily startled, cried when toys were taken from her, and laughed with an enchanting ease, always amazed and full of curiosity as she discovered every corner of the world around her.

Auranys' wings were certainly one of the things the little girl adored most, and the goddess was more than happy to let her play with them.

"Do you want one too?" Qingyi asked, noticing the look of love on Auranys' face.

"Maybe…" She shook her head, a faint blush coloring her porcelain cheeks.

She'd already declared she didn't want children, but… well… minds change all the time!

"Good! Should we do it now? Come on, your husband is excited!"

Qingyi gave the goddess's full, perfect buttocks a firm slap.

His palm sank deep into the plump, pillowy flesh, his fingers disappearing between the soft, milky curves before a wet, resonant smack rang out through the room.

The struck cheek quivered violently in the aftermath, dimpling briefly around his fingers before rebounding with a bounce, dense ripples rolling outward across the flawless expanse of her pale skin until the opposite globe shuddered and jiggled in sympathy.

A soft, adorable squeal escaped her lips, her hands darting to Qingyi's powerful chest out of pure reflex.

The goddess's face flushed a deep crimson, her entire body trembling delicately at the unexpected impact.

Her lips parted, and without hesitation, she sank a vengeful bite into her husband's muscular chest.

"Ah… you naughty husband!" Auranys complained, a little smile of satisfaction hiding on her face as she wrung a groan of pain from him.

Lingxi obviously caught the whole exchange, releasing Akane's breast for a moment to let out a loud, shrill laugh.

"You're not even on your father's side? You little rascal," Qingyi feigned a look of betrayal, throwing himself back dramatically.

That reaction only made Lingxi laugh even louder, her little hand waving adorably toward her father as if she were enjoying a good bit of drama.

Qingyi simply let himself lie there, a long, theatrical sigh escaping his lips.

It was a bit undignified for someone of his stature, but what did that matter?

In the face of his little Lingxi's amusement, no amount of indignity mattered.

With a grunt, Qingyi forced himself back to his feet, stretching lazily before leaning over Auranys to steal a lingering kiss from her lips.

"All right… we can make this baby tonight," he teased, his right hand sliding down along Auranys's slender, delicate waist, his left gliding around Akane's.

The Japanese demoness giggled. "Time to introduce me to the other wives?" she asked, lifting Lingxi up to Qingyi's shoulders.

The little dragon didn't hesitate, her chubby hands clinging to her father's horns as she settled into place, a plump leg draped over each side.

"Yes," Qingyi nodded, and the next moment Lingxi shouted, "Dada!" pointing a tiny finger toward the interior of the temple.

Qingyi obviously obeyed, his body and the girls' vanishing in the blink of an eye, swallowed by a spatial fold.

When they reappeared at the very center of the temple, Lingxi was laughing her head off, patting her father's head with those pudgy little palms.

She loved teleporting around while in the arms of her amazing father.

"Ah… your spatial control is incredible, Qingyi-chan! I was well-known for my mastery of it in my prime, but you're not far behind!" Akane declared, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

She wasn't exactly focused on spatial Qi, but she enjoyed dabbling in other types of techniques now and then.

She had a decent affinity for spatial Qi and, from time to time, would devote herself to training in it.

Of course, as a Primordial Empress, her "from time to time" was already enough to make her worth hundreds of experts who trained nonstop.

For Qingyi to be recognized by her, his control had to be truly phenomenal.

"Yes, I've been training quite a bit, all with the goal of retrieving the Divine Sword Fairy from the hands of the Heavenly Demon… It's going to be dangerous."

"Oh…" Akane nodded in acknowledgment, leaning in and planting a gentle kiss on Qingyi's shoulder. "My perfect little husband, already getting ready to avenge the misfortunes of his lovely wife! Akane-sama likes it!"

Qingyi could only laugh, his hand coming down in a playful, gentle slap on Akane's plump buttocks.