{"id":679,"date":"2025-10-08T01:47:28","date_gmt":"2025-10-08T01:47:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sakuratranslation.com\/apocalypse-a-journey-of-ntrs-with-my-sister-08\/"},"modified":"2025-10-23T20:09:25","modified_gmt":"2025-10-23T20:09:25","slug":"apocalypse-a-journey-of-ntrs-with-my-sister-08","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/chapter\/apocalypse-a-journey-of-ntrs-with-my-sister-08\/","title":{"rendered":"Apocalypse, A Journey of NTRS with My Sister 08"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><br>Chapter 8 Trapped<br><br><br>Liang Cheng, who hadn&#8217;t properly admired a woman for over half a year, was instantly stunned by the girl&#8217;s attire.<br><br>A bikini swimsuit, and a sexy one at that\u2014isn&#8217;t that practically the same as being completely ?<br><br>Just a few pieces of fabric short?<br><br>But what difference would those few pieces of fabric make anyway?<br><br>They&#8217;re so thin and small to begin with\u2014the shape of the girl&#8217;s head is clearly visible, petite and perky, making its presence unmistakable.<br><br>Compared to yesterday&#8217;s swimsuit, it&#8217;s a world of difference.<br><br>Why did she come dressed like that?<br><br>How could her brother allow her to do this?<br><br>&#8220;I snuck out wearing it&#8230; hehe, what do you think? Does it look good?&#8221; So that&#8217;s it? Are girls nowadays this mischievous and bold? Or is it just that this particular girl in front of me is more open-minded?<br><br>No matter how you look at it, Liang Cheng was stunned. Even if he wasn&#8217;t someone who was particularly , after all, it had been so long since he&#8217;d seen a beautiful woman&#8230; Of course, their settlement had women, but young women were rare, and girls like this were even rarer.<br><br>No, the reason why the girl before him gave him such a feeling was because her figure was extremely , her looks were remarkably , and her skin was as smooth as silk, as delicate as a baby&#8217;s \u2014pure and tender &#8230; Such traits were nearly impossible in a post-apocalyptic world.<br><br>Even before the apocalypse struck, Liang Cheng would have stolen more than a few glances at her, forgetting to worry about being labeled a creep.<br><br>The girl&#8217;s presence seemed like a beautiful fantasy, representing the world before all the disasters\u2014a world he so deeply yearned for and remembered. All that beauty had turned to ashes, leaving only a faint delusion in his mind.<br><br>For a moment, Liang Cheng even doubted whether the girl before him was real.<br><br>The next second, he found his exaggerated thoughts utterly ridiculous.<br><br>But at the same time, he was restraining his own desire to touch the girl\u2014not just because he didn\u2019t want to be seen as a pervert, but also because, deep down, he feared that a single touch might cause the illusion of her girl-like form to vanish like a fleeting dream.<br><br>&#8220;It looks good, really good.&#8221; Liang Cheng forced himself to appear calm, but the words of praise had already slipped out.<br><br>&#8220;Do you like it, Uncle&#8230;? This was originally just meant for my brother to see, not for anyone else&#8230; because it&#8217;s a bit&#8230;&#8221; The girl&#8217;s face flushed crimson, and her body squirmed shyly. She gently swayed her soft, jelly-like buttocks, the protruding nipples tracing arcs in the air.<br><br>She wasn&#8217;t very big, but she was big enough.<br><br>&#8220;A bit too revealing?&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;Hmm&#8230;&#8221; The girl&#8217;s right hand cupped , lifting the freely swaying as if placing delicious pudding on a plate. She then adjusted her swimsuit with her left hand, pulling out the fabric that had gotten stuck in her , though it didn&#8217;t make much difference\u2014her plump, perky was almost entirely exposed.<br><br>If it&#8217;s already this revealing, why did she wear it out to show me?<br><br>Liang Cheng was very puzzled. This was only their second day meeting, and while yesterday could be considered an accidental encounter, today&#8217;s situation&#8230; If she claimed it wasn&#8217;t intentional, Liang Cheng wouldn&#8217;t believe it no matter what.<br><br>&#8220;Then&#8230; do you like , Uncle?&#8221;<br><br>&#8220;&#8230;I like .&#8221; Liang Cheng paused for a brief moment before responding without hesitation.<br><br>He truly liked , really liked , and he had no intention of lying like some immature teenager.<br><br>With such a young and beautiful girl going out of her way to meet him in a -style, swimsuit, he wasn&#8217;t tactless enough to say he didn&#8217;t like , nor would he give a half-hearted answer.<br><br>Even if it might bring some trouble, being a lone wolf in the apocalypse, Liang Cheng wasn&#8217;t that cowardly.<br><br>As for his earlier threat to give the girl a stern verbal warning if there was a next time, he completely forgot about it the moment he saw her.<br><br>I really should work on improving my moral standards a bit more.<\/p>","protected":false},"parent":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"novel":[],"class_list":["post-679","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/679","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=679"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/679\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=679"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"novel","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/my\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/novel?post=679"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}