I, Viego, conquer Terra!

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Take you back to the hotel." Viego lowered his head and looked at her. "You are drunk, Lavinia."

"...Well, I'm drunk." The judge reached out, put her arms around the man's neck, buried her face in his arms, and said softly, like a puppy's whimpering: "Can you take care of me?"

"...Okay." Viego tightened his arms and lifted her up a little. The black mist beside him extended out and stretched out two tentacles. One tentacle rolled up the umbrella by the door and opened it, and the other tentacle opened the door, allowing Viego to move forward smoothly.

"You'll come back, right?" Lavinia confirmed softly. "You need me, right?"

"Yes." Viego lowered his eyes and answered in a soft tone, as if coaxing a child. "You are someone I like, Lavinia. Of course I will come back to find you."

The next moment, he raised his eyes and looked at the densely packed figures of Luper in front of him.

Black fog rolled out.



Chapter 161: Punish You to Lick Feet

"...So, you brought her back?" Cellinina stared at Viego who was holding Lavinia, her face cold: "When Lapland and I were waiting for you in the hotel, you brought back a new woman?"

Viego smiled awkwardly: "She offended the Trin family today and got drunk...I was afraid that something might happen if I left her alone."

"Hmph..." Celinina snorted and turned away: "You are responsible for the person you brought back - anyway, you also want to take off the black stockings on her legs with your own hands, right?"

"Uh..." Viego was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to say angrily that he was not that kind of person, Cellinina had already turned around and went back to her room.

Helplessly, he could only carry Lavinia into the room opposite his own room - which was the last empty room of the four rooms.

Viego laid the young judge flat on the soft bed. Looking at the young female judge with her eyes closed, he felt a little troubled for a moment.

Lavinia had fallen asleep on the way due to the effects of alcohol, but Viego couldn't just let her fall asleep like that...

Otherwise, you will easily feel like vomiting and have a headache when you wake up in the middle of the night after a hangover, and your clothes and body will be full of alcohol smell the next day.

In that case, Lavinia, who is already unpopular in the court because of her sense of justice, might be subject to even more rumors.

The judge lady in his family cannot bear such injustice for no reason.

She also has someone protecting her!

...Let's see if we can wake up Lavinia first.

"Lavinia?" Viego bent down and shook the judge's shoulders, but something that couldn't even be covered by the solemn and thick judge's uniform also began to shake, scaring Viego so much that he stopped immediately.

This figure...

It's really a bit proud.

It's almost equivalent to 1.5 Celininas.

Lavinia opened her eyes, and looked at Viego with her beautiful golden eyes, a little sleepy and drunk. "Hmm..."

She woke up.

Viego breathed a sigh of relief, helped her up, and said, "Take off your clothes and take a shower, okay?"

"..." Lavinia was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Viego, her eyes sparkling and her face expressionless:

"You want to have sex with me? I am completely willing in the legal sense, and I can sign an agreement with you to prove it. You can come directly without worrying about me..."

"Ahem..." Viego coughed twice in shock and interrupted quickly: "No, it's just that you can't just sleep like this, right? You will feel very uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow."

"...Oh." The judge responded softly, and after a half-second of silence, she stretched out her hand to Viego: "Take it off for me - you said you would take care of me."

Is it because of the alcohol? Am I more drunk than before...?

Viego had no choice but to reach out and carefully unbutton the thick judge's coat on Lavinia...

duang~

- Don't get me wrong, this is the sound of Viego silently slapping himself in his heart to remind himself to observe etiquette.

Viego couldn't help but lean back slightly and look at Lavinia. "How about the shirt... Miss Judge do it yourself? I'm a grown man, it's not convenient..."

Lavinia stared at him quietly, with an indescribable tenderness in her bright golden eyes.

"You know I wouldn't mind, Viego, you could have taken the opportunity to touch me a few more times."

"This is inappropriate." Viego waved his hand solemnly. "Men and women should not touch each other, how can this be allowed?"

In fact, he was afraid that if he took action, things would get out of control.

Some things cannot set a bad precedent.

Otherwise it will become increasingly difficult to end...

Viego is a man of principles!

"I think it's appropriate," Lavinia said softly.

"No, this is not appropriate." Viego refused sternly. "Really not, Lavinia, next time, you should do it yourself."

"Really?" Lavinia stared at Viego. "What if I make you an offer you can't refuse?"

"...What?" Viego was stunned.

Lavinia moved her body, and her long legs wrapped in lace black stockings and wearing short high heels stretched out and extended onto Viego's legs.

She lifted one leg and stretched it in front of him, even shaking her small feet left and right in a teasing manner, and rubbing her calves wrapped in soft black silk gently against his fingertips: "Is this suitable?"

"Did you hear everything just now?" Viego reacted.

It turns out that Lavinia was not really asleep. She was probably awake when Viego carried her out of the car, and of course she heard his conversation with Cellinina...

"Hmm." Lavinia nasally said affirmatively, her drunken eyes fixed on Viego, waiting for his answer.

"You misunderstood, Miss Judge, I'm not that kind of person..." Viego defended. "That's Cellinina's misunderstanding of me. I don't like these things at all..."

despair--

During the conversation, the man's hands deftly untied the pair of black high-heeled shoes with gold edges and dropped them to the side of the bed, making a light landing sound.

Viego's words stopped stiffly.

Lavinia looked at him. "You can go on. I'm listening."

"...My hands moved on their own." said Viego.

"Subjective denial cannot be used as evidence of exoneration." Lavinia looked at her other foot.

The small toes wrapped in black stockings stretched out, and the high heels on them were gone.

"How do you explain this?" Lavinia asked calmly.

"Uh... this is hard for me to explain to you." Viego said, one hand still tightly pinching Lavinia's delicate, soft and boneless black silk feet, and explained weakly:

"...But that's the thing, I'm really not a foot fetishist..."

The judge issued a solemn verdict, and the other foot that was not held by the man stepped on Viego's chest.

"Whether you are or not, since you have been caught, you should accept the punishment obediently - take them off."

"This..." Viego hesitated. "It doesn't seem to work..."

"You don't want to?" Lavinia stared at him.

"No, I mean, can you not take it off first..." Viego coughed lightly, grabbed the other chocolate ice cream that was stepping on his chest, and explained:

"My Lady Judge, my hands are a little out of control for the moment, and I really can't carry out your punishment immediately."

The man's slender index finger stroked the round and slender arch of the foot, and his thumb gently swept across the sensitive sole of the foot. Even through a layer of black silk, it still brought an extremely obvious itchy sensation.

The judge blushed slightly, but she still said sternly, "This reason is not valid. Execute the punishment immediately, otherwise you will be guilty of a more serious crime."

"...Can I ask what happens if the crime is compounded?"

Lavinia stared at him, her golden eyes seemed to be tinged with a little misty light: "...Then I will punish you to lick my feet."

Viego: There is such a good thing?!

cough...

No, no, he is a man of principles!

Oh... I just looked up the "Principles" and found that there is no rule against licking feet. Haha, I misunderstood.

Now I have to keep touching.

Hmm... not what I wanted to touch.

My hands are really out of my control!

Chapter 162: Crooked day, black and white match!

Lavinia's legs were like her tail, soft and fluffy to the touch, like touching a ball of soft marshmallows. With a little force, the fingers sank into them.

Meaty, soft, fragrant...

"...Your saliva is flowing out, Viego." The judge groaned, enduring the rapid beating of her heart in her chest, and stepped on Viego's face. "Lick it if you want."

"...What do you mean I want to lick it? I don't want to, I don't want to at all." Viego said seriously, "Miss Judge, believe me, I'm not a foot fetishist, this is not what I want... um..."

Viego's words were interrupted.

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Lavinia's face flushed slightly, and she felt that the alcohol seemed to take effect again, and the aftereffect surged up again, ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.

The fluffy wolf tail swayed happily, with the amplitude becoming increasingly larger.

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Lavinia ■■■■■■■■, ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■, ■■■■■■■■.

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Viego...

You really like this kind of "punishment", right?

It turns out that his previous rejection was not because he was not interested in me.

I didn't find the right method...

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......

Viego walked out of the room with a serious expression. Behind him was the judge, who had taken a shower, changed into a nightgown, and was lying on the bed, fast asleep with a satisfied smile on her lips.

He closed the door, but suddenly a hoarse female voice with a smile came from the side.

——"Did you lick it?"

"Lick..." Viego came to his senses, coughed lightly, and said seriously: "What are you licking! Lapland, is your mind filled with yellow garbage every day? I told you, I'm not that kind of person!"

"Eh?" Lapland came up to him, put her finger between her lips, and pretended to be puzzled: "But why do I seem to hear something like 'licking feet', 'delicious', and 'do it again'? Hmm... Did I hear it wrongly?"

Viego's face froze. "How long have you been outside?"

"Not long after that." Lappland laughed maliciously, "I came here ten minutes after you went in."

Doesn't that mean you've basically listened to the whole thing???

"......" Viego was silent for a moment, then said: "You must have heard wrongly, I was just eating ice cream - well, chocolate flavored, I don't know what brand it was, but it tasted very good..."

"Oh~" Lappland looked at him meaningfully and suddenly untied the waist belt of her pajamas.

The laces fell down, and the wide robe opened slightly, revealing the girl's beautiful body full of youthful vitality...

Viego caught a glimpse of white and subconsciously looked down, his eyes suddenly widening.

...F*ck, white on the left and black on the right, black and white match?!

Viego looked around.