I, Viego, conquer Terra!

In short, I just don’t want to.

Cellinina did not understand him, and he did not really understand Cellinina.

They are both complex and independent individuals. Cellinina may develop strange feelings for him because of their temporary close contact, but Viego does not dare to call this feeling "love."

A big part of it may be because I met bad women in my previous life.

Viego's true emotions are closed enough that he doesn't want to have hasty relationships with anyone under the influence of passion.

This is being responsible to others and also being responsible for his own persistence.

Cellinina was stopped by Viego, her body stiffened and she did not continue her movements.

When she saw that Viego remained indifferent no matter what she did, she knew that her insolence and madness tonight would not be responded to.

"..." She remained silent, her burning brain cooling down quickly as if a basin of ice water was poured over her head.

What should I say?

"...I'm sorry." She slowly withdrew her hand, her voice as hoarse as the ashes left after a fire had completely burned out.

"I just don't want to be... too hasty, Cellinina." Viego turned his head and looked at her seriously with his green eyes.

For a moment, Viego actually thought of W, Inès, and even The Shining.

If Celinina could be like them, get to know him better, spend more time with him, and be so proactive...

Maybe he really can't refuse.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Those eyes were just as clear and bright as when Celinina first met him, pure without any desire.

"Impulsive feelings often end in failure," he said. "I don't like it, Cellinina, that I should be the one to feel sorry for rejecting a beautiful girl."

"......" Celinina was silent for a moment, and the little hope left in her heart forced her to speak: "But I only want this one night..."

"That's even more wrong." Viego laughed. "You should respect yourself, Cellinina, and you should respect me."

Cellinina lowered her eyes.

...yes.

It's all just my wishful thinking. I'm too self-righteous, aren't I?

She did not consider Viego's opinion, but acted out of sudden passion.

And it's just for one night or something...

Indeed, Viego's opinion was not taken into consideration at all.

It shouldn't be like this...

But she was no longer able to think clearly.

She couldn't help herself.

"Of course, I'm not blaming you." Viego smiled and raised his hand to gently touch the hair on the side of Cellinina's face. "I just want to say... We shouldn't regret our choices, Cellinina."

"If we both know a lot about each other, and if you think about the consequences, then maybe I will give in to you tonight." Viego made a frivolous joke, but Cellinina knew he was not joking.

"But it's just the result of impulse. That won't do, Cellinina, absolutely not."

"...I understand." Cellinina distanced herself from Viego. She looked into those clear green eyes, but quickly lowered them, as if she didn't dare to look them in the eye.

I have done some...

what?

Even if it was just as I thought, and Viego...

But after the next morning, can he and I really return to the way we were getting along before?

And is this really fair?

...Chelinina pursed her lips.

She was smart, and after the excitement subsided and she looked back at what had just happened, she naturally understood the meaning of Viego's words, and she also felt that he made sense.

"But other than that..." Viego paused, raised his hands to hug the girl's back and pulled her into his arms.

Cellinina looked up in astonishment and met his gaze.

Viego smiled frivolously again, as usual: "If you just want me to be your hug pillow, that's fine - but you're not allowed to touch me, okay?"

"You...!" Celinina's cheeks, which were already flushed, became rosy again.

But she didn't resist.

He just remained silent and hugged Viego again.

The girl buried her face in his arms and did nothing else.

"...You are behaving like a hooligan." The girl's muffled voice came out.

"But I can see that you like it very much." Viego raised his eyebrows and then said seriously:

"I just hope you understand, Celinina, it's not that I'm not interested in you. To be honest, you were really in danger just now, and I was just that close to taking action, really just that close... But I think that instead of taking advantage of the opportunity to get you now, I should..."

His voice paused for a moment and then spoke again the next second.

"...Let your whole heart belong to me."

Domineering, yet with immense confidence.

Cellinina was startled.

The next moment, the wolf tail behind the Rupert girl swung violently, even slapping the bed with "puff" and "puff" sounds, whipping the sheets like a small whip.

The corners of the girl's lips, which were always calm, now curled up slightly.

She felt her heartbeat quicken, so she hugged Viego even harder, but she said unyieldingly:

"You seem very confident, Viego."

"Of course." Viego smiled evilly, "My charm is unmatched."

Celinina restrained her smile, and suddenly felt her cerebellum shrink a little: "?"

The joy and excitement of the previous moment seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment.

But the next moment, Cellinina laughed again.

"Pfft..."

彳庍口巴.

This was indeed the familiar Viego who would occasionally have brain spasms, say strange words, ask strange questions, and focus on strange things.

"You say that like a fool, Viego."

"Well, Cellinina, although I don't want to say it, but...if I am the fool, then who are you holding the fool?"

"I'm another fool."

A fool charmed by another fool.

Cellinina recalled her thought the day before, "I won't get myself involved," and couldn't help but rub her face against Viego's neck in shame.

...Now I've really got myself into trouble.

Should I not have said that?

Viego gently pinched Cellinina's ear: "Stop rubbing it, Cellinina, your ear is making my face a little itchy."

Cellinina shuddered.

I couldn't help but rub it again.

"......" Viego looked up at the sky speechlessly...the ceiling.



Chapter 139 Bed Bang!

early morning.

The faint morning light floated into the dim hotel room through the curtains, illuminating the peaceful sleeping face of the Rupert girl.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes, half-opening and half-closing her eyes and staring at the scattered white hair in front of her, and the man's slightly pale collarbone skin that was only slightly exposed.

"..." Chelinina blinked dully, and the wolf ears on her head trembled slightly.

She was stunned for two seconds, then buried her face in the man's arms again, rubbing him twice with a little affection, like a young animal.

But the long family life made her brain clear up quickly, and everything that happened last night resurfaced in her mind.

When I fell asleep in Viego's arms, I felt a sense of security that I had never felt before.

She even fell into a brief daze when she just opened her eyes. Her brain was not fully functional and she just wanted to curl up and take a nap.

I just want to be greedy a little more, a little more greedy.

only......

Viego's right hand was under her body, hugging her back, while his left hand...

"..." Cellinina blinked, reached down to her waist with her right hand, and felt Viego's palm through her clothes.

It was inside her clothes, hanging on her waist.

Celinina shuddered, and had no memory of this incident at all.

When did he put his hand in?

Did he touch up or down?

Why don’t I have any feelings or memories?

Did I have sex with him last night?

The girl's eyes became increasingly confused, and she couldn't help but twist her waist slightly.

"Don't move, Celinina." The man's voice, without any hint of sleepiness, came from the top of her head. The slight airflow caused by his lips blowing into her straight wolf ears caused the girl to tremble.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer," he said.

Plain words, calm tone, yet inexplicably there is a strange feeling that makes one's heart beat fast.

Celinina didn't understand why, she could only feel her heart beating faster. She obediently stopped moving, just put her face against the man's chest, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

There was no heartbeat in Viego's chest, and even no body temperature, he seemed a little cold.

Like a corpse.

"Viogo," she called softly.

"Yeah." A man responded with a faint nasal voice above her head. Cellinina could feel his chest trembling slightly due to the sound.

"Viego."

"Hmm?" He raised the last line of his voice, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

There was a hand behind Celinina's head, gently pressing her hair.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You have no heartbeat." Celinina raised her head slightly, looked up at him, and met the man's clear green eyes.

"Well, no." Viego admitted frankly.

Celinina was stunned for a moment, and her mind suddenly turned: "...So, you have no heart?"

She realized what she had said, and a feeling of shame surged up over her, and she subconsciously buried her face back in the man's arms.

"......" How could I say such idiotic nonsense?

It must have been infected by Viego.

"...Pfft." The man laughed, and Cellinina, who buried her face in his arms, could feel his body shaking from his laughter. "Cellinina, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Cellinina was silent.

The next moment, Viego's hand on her waist moved slightly.