I, Viego, conquer Terra!

Mostima also drank some wine. He lay beside Viego and wagged his tail. He always liked to get his tail wrapped around his trouser legs, and then Viego had to pull it out helplessly.

Lemiaoan...

Remian found the wheelchair with an engine installed in the trunk of Viego's car and had a lot of fun playing with it in the yard. He didn't know if it counted as drunk driving.

Seeing this, Lei Mule also ran out, pushing her sister and running wildly.

Viego sighed, but couldn't help but smile.

It's a bit off...

But fortunately he is not a person who dislikes noise.

On the contrary, I feel that since coming to the other world, I have rarely encountered such lively and warm scenes.

"It's noisy, but it's pretty good, right?" Mostima whispered softly, giving up on using her tail to get into Viego's trouser legs and instead trying to test the hem of his clothes.

"Yeah, that's right." Viego reached out and grabbed the mischievous long tail at his waist, and Mostima flexibly wrapped it around his wrist, with the tip of its tail swaying and gently brushing his skin teasingly.

"Thanks to you... Viego." Mostima leaned on Viego's shoulder and exhaled warm, sweet and intoxicating breath, as if licking his earlobe. "Thanks to you..."

"Are you drunk, Mostima?" Viego looked at her.

"Of course not." The blue-haired fallen angel smiled. "Haven't you heard that when a woman is half drunk, she will act until you are heartbroken? I am just taking advantage of you, Viego..."

"You are so bold to talk about taking advantage so openly." Viego said helplessly.

"You won't reject me anyway, right?" Mostima said, looking at Fiammetta on the sofa and the Lemion sisters in the yard with some regret. "Unfortunately, there are other people here tonight, so I can't have you all to myself..."

"You stay here with Fiammetta to watch the movie. I'm going to go out for some fresh air." She stood up, her fingertips gently brushed across Viego's lips, her voice unclear:

"Have fun, Viego... Well, that's not right, I think I should say this to Fiammetta."

Without waiting for Viego to respond, Mostima walked out of the house.

The Liberian girl on the sofa lifted her long legs, turned over and sat up, looking at Viego: "You were calling me just now? Hey, where are Mostima and the others?"

"Let's go out and play with the wheelchair." Viego said, "Do you want to go?"

"Too childish, I won't go." Fiammetta curled her lips and waved to Viego: "Do you want to watch a movie with me? Longmen's new movie is called "Enter the Dragon: The Mummy"..."

I've been in the other world for so long, but I haven't watched any movies from this world yet.

Moreover, it is a movie produced in the hometown of the cheap apprentice.

Viego became interested and sat next to Fiammetta.

"have a look."

The girl from Liberi looked around, stood up and brought over a bucket of popcorn, poured two glasses of sparkling wine, turned off the lights, then contentedly picked up the remote control and pressed the play button.

Fiammetta's slender, white legs were raised, her round and smooth toes swaying, and she looked very expectant.

Viego silently looked away.

......

after an hour.

Fiammetta lay on Viego's legs, stuffing popcorn into his mouth one by one, his eyes squinting.

"I'm getting drunk, Viego," she said slowly.

"...You just drank two glasses of low-alcohol sparkling wine, that's not serious, right?" Viego looked down at her. "Lemuian and the others haven't come back yet, do you want me to take you home?"

"No." Fiammetta said seriously, "I want you to knock me out, so that I won't get drunk and embarrass myself."

Viego: ???

Another hour.

Remian and the other two, each holding a bucket of ice cream, opened the door with laughter. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Fiammetta pressing Viego on the sofa, sneering evilly:

"Heh, man, you've caught my attention, don't even think about running away, you're mine for the rest of your life..."

Before he could finish his words, he closed his eyes and fell on Viego, unconscious.

"......" Viego stood up holding Fiammetta and looked at the three people who looked calm. "Is she always like this when she's drunk?"

"Yeah, who do you think I learned the domineering CEO quotes from that night?" Lemiaoan laughed:

"Among the few of us, only Xiaofei likes to read those street stall romance novels the most, the ones about overbearing CEOs, love-hate relationships, chase and escape, goose, goose, goose..."

"...No wonder you said she was repressed and shy." Viego finally understood.

"Who, who is being coquettish!" Fiammetta lay on top of Viego, raised her middle finger unyieldingly, and said incoherently: "Woman, that's because you don't understand me, my heart!"

She stood up suddenly, showing an evil and crazy smile, pinched Viego's chin, and sat on him: "Heh, man... I knew you were still angry with me?"

"Uh...why should I be angry with you?" Viego was stunned.

"She is putting herself into the plot of the novel," Mostima explained. She was already very familiar with Fiammetta's tricks:

"It's not that you're angry, but in the local novel she read recently, there's a plot where the heroine is angry with the hero."

Fiammetta snorted. "If a man says no, then it must be true!"

"Cooperate with her, she will fall asleep in a while." Mostima gave a wicked smile from an angle where Viego couldn't see.

Remian left quietly, and quickly returned with a camera. The lens was already aimed at Fiammetta, and he showed the same sly smile as Mostima.

"Uh... okay." Viego thought for a moment and said, "What are you talking about? I'm obviously not angry."

"Oh, man, no need to say more, I have seen through your hard-to-get tricks! For a little kitty like you who is not at all obedient, I should teach you a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fiammetta grabbed the back of Viego's head and kissed him hard!

Viego's pupils trembled.

No, Ah Ya, are you serious?!

Mostima was horrified. "Hey, you were never really close to us before! Why do you take advantage of Viego now that he's your turn?"

Lemiaoan laughed like a goose, covered her sister's eyes with her hands, and conscientiously performed the work of a photographer.

Viego tried to push Fiammetta away, but the girl bit his lips like a dog. If he wanted to push her away, he would either knock out her teeth or cut his own mouth.

Helpless, Viego could only give up and allow himself to be severely insulted by the girl from Liberi.

At this moment, Mostima pounced over.

Viego's hopeful gaze fell on her.

Mastema, help, help! !

Mostima nodded seriously, raised his palm, and slapped a certain spot under the tail feathers behind Fiammetta, neither too hard nor too light.

Snapped--!

Fiammetta's eyes widened, and he finally let go of his mouth. He raised his head with a "hmm" sound and stared at Viego.

"Very good, man, not only are you not afraid, but you dare to tease me... You are really brave. Tomorrow, let's see if you can get out of bed!!"

Fiammetta was about to bow her head, but Viego quickly stopped her and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Mostima."

"Hey——" Mostimara said in a long voice, with a nasty smirk on the corner of his lips: "You're welcome, Viego."

As soon as she finished speaking, her tail hooked onto Viego's wrist that was blocking Fiammetta, and she pulled it hard!

"!!!" Viego was shocked.

Mostima, it turns out you are the one on the opposite side!

The Liberi girl sneered: "Very good, man, you dare to resist..."

"Why does the overbearing president talk so much nonsense!"

Remion walked over, stretched out his hand, and pressed Fiammetta's head down!

Remian and Mostima looked at each other, raised their hands to high-five, and smiled slyly at Viego at the same time.

Sorry, Viego, we are all undercover!



Chapter 190: Condensing the Glittering Silver Crown

"Sister, I want to see it too..." Remule said weakly.

"It's an adult matter, children are not allowed to watch it." Lemiaoan sternly rejected Lemiaole's request to watch and covered Lemiaole's eyes tightly.

The lips felt the soft touch that only belonged to a young girl, with the sweet smell of rich sparkling fruit wine, which was not pungent but not yet to the point of smelling like alcohol. It was like a wine that had been awakened to its optimal time, with a mellow, delicate and silky taste.

Liberi opened his eyes, his bright red eyes staring directly at Viego. Drunk, he domineeringly pushed him down, trying to completely take this naughty man who dared to resist under him for himself.

She plundered him wantonly, teased him awkwardly, and her hot breath came out from her small and delicate nose, hitting the man's handsome face.

Man, your body is too cold.

I prefer it hotter.

Fiammetta frowned, and the tail feathers behind him swung, and his movements became more and more intense.

Viego stared at her, feeling helpless.

no...

You are obviously Liberi, not Pello!

Just kiss me, but what’s the point of biting me from time to time?

Although this is indeed very exciting, but...

There are so many people watching you, can't you see it?

If Fiammetta could hear it, he would definitely snort coldly.

Why should I, Fiametta, explain to others what I have done in my life?

......

ten minutes later.

Viego pushed the unconscious Fiammetta away and let her lie flat on the sofa. He looked at Mostima and Remion beside him with grief and anger.

"You were just standing there watching, just watching???"

It took me ten full minutes to chew it!

ten minutes! ! !

Do you know how I got through these ten minutes?

At first, Viego still had the mind to persuade himself that since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it.

Later on, he became completely numb and let Fiammetta do whatever he wanted, feeling like a wooden stake.

"Yeah. What else?" Mostima licked his lips and looked at Viego as if he was looking at a delicious dish: "Or do you want us to get involved? I don't mind, Viego..."

Viego took a half step back. "There are children here. Even if you are a fallen angel, please be careful of the impact!"

"I'm not young anymore!" Remuel retorted in a low voice: "I'm fourteen years old..."

Lei Miaoan smiled and said, "Little Le, it would be better to wait until you are an adult before you learn about these things."

Reimu pouted. "It's not like I haven't seen other people kiss before. It's been shown on TV countless times. Sister, please don't treat me like a four or five-year-old child!"

"Yes, yes, Xiaole is not a child anymore." Lemiaoan smiled dotingly.

"So...what should we do with Fiammetta? Just let her sleep here?" Viego looked at Fiammetta on the sofa.

"There are only two bedrooms in the house..." Lemiaoan said, "Everyone has been drinking, so it's not convenient to drive, but I can sleep with Xiaole."

"Then Mostima will be responsible for taking care of Fiammetta?" Viego looked at the blue-haired fallen angel.

"Hmm..." Mastema tapped her lips.

Upon seeing this, Remiaoan covered her sister's ears.

As expected, Mostima said something surprising, smiling:

"Why can't we both take care of her?"

Viego: “???”