Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"come here."

That is the place connected to the lunch lobby. There may be a lot of people in the lobby, but the side of the door is undoubtedly the best place to whisper.

"What?"

It felt like walking a dog on a leash, Grace said impatiently with a gloomy face, but her steps involuntarily followed Afro's footsteps.

Unconsciously, the gesture went from circling hands to holding hands intimately.

Even with gloves on, he could feel Afro's white and tender palms completely wrapped around him, giving him a feeling of being swallowed up.

really weird.

Afro looked back, with an inexplicably sweet smile on her holy face, and said softly with her lips pursed,

"Go over there, I have something to tell you in private."

"No." - Grace answered subconsciously.

But this did not cause any substantial harm. Instead, Afro took the initiative to put his other hand on his shoulder affectionately.

She seemed to be half hanging on Grace's body, and then she put her lips close to her ear without any hesitation.

The hot breath was close to the neck and earlobes, and the deliberate behavior made people unable to resist.

"Aphrodite, just say whatever you want to say."

Grace gritted her teeth and warned sternly, tilting her head and stretching her fragile slender neck. The smooth and uninjured part seemed to be flushed with nervousness.

Avoiding this kind of intimate game between girls, but enjoying it cautiously.

boom!

There were crackling flashes of electricity in Afro's heart, as if he had been hit by a bull's eye in an instant, and he had an urge to hug Her Highness Grace.

Ah...so cute.

Not just a hug, but something more, whether it be being with Grace 24 hours a day, or a dream-like scene...

I want to do all these things.

"Your Highness Grace, your neck is very red..."

Wrapping his arms around the girl, Afro said this with some malicious intent in a voice that was so ambiguous that only the two of them could hear.

Grace's pupils shrank sharply.

Angry from shame.

"Don't you have any sense of shame? Do you know where this is?! Afro, are you a hooligan?"

Having been educated as a young lady, she raised her eyebrows angrily when being teased, and criticized in a voice as low as possible.

Are people always so greedy that they like to dye those who are abstinent with their own color?

Afro likes shyness, escape, struggle, or debauchery.

Afro followed the panicked gaze and saw Miss Nora standing in the corridor with her back to the two of them, looking up and down, trying hard to act like a passerby who had lost something.

Well... the Nora people are pretty nice.

"what?"

Afro blinked her eyes cleanly and innocently, and at the same time, she tightly held her arms.

"It's just girls whispering to each other... There's nothing to be shy about. You should be the one who's feeling weird!"

After saying this, he stared at Grace's face with a scrutinizing look.

She was born with a kind and holy face.

Of course, my heart is kind, but if I were to be as polite to my lover as I am to a stranger, such a life would be too sad.

Is exploring the bottom line of inappropriate behavior a pleasure between lovers, or is it just one's own idea?

Afro didn't know, but she only knew that both she and Grace liked this kind of behavior.

The high heels tapped the wooden floor impatiently.

"Afro, just say whatever you want to say!"

Grace seemed to have given up hope. She leaned against the wall with her head tilted, like a cat that had given up struggling after being trampled upon.

Afro thought for a moment, then quietly moved closer to Grace's delicate earlobe, sniffing the scent of the girl between breaths, and whispered,

"Has there been no strange curses against me lately? It was quite fierce before."

The expression on her face suddenly changed. Grace frowned, narrowed her eyes, stared at Afro with a sharp and vigilant look, and asked in a cold voice,

"You like this?"

"If you don't like it, why do you keep getting closer to Her Highness Grace?"

As frank as ever, with eyes as clear as mountain spring water, it is impossible to tell whether Afro has any impure thoughts in his mind.

Of course, this conclusion would be more convincing if the status bar did not display [Posting].

"..."

Grace didn't bother to answer her. She pursed her lips and looked at Afro seriously.

The girl's face became brighter and brighter. She quickly whispered in Grace's ear,

"You can be a little more harsh on me."

"?"

Grace took a deep breath. She really had no way to deal with Afro. She patiently lowered her voice and asked,

"Aphrodite, do you have anything serious to say? Seriously."

Afro finally let go of Grace's arm, and gestured as he spoke.

"Well...I brought a sample of the magic drink today...and placed it on the carriage."

Her emerald green eyes sparkled, as if she was expecting something.

Grace quickly folded her arms across her chest, strengthening her defense into an impenetrable wall. "So...?"

Afro blinked her eyes and stretched out her slender, white hand obediently, hoping that Grace would understand her thoughts through their eye contact.

Grace's eyebrows twitched and she stared at him seriously with a frown on her face for a long time.

"award……"

Afro did not directly tell Grace that she wanted to act together next. She just pretended to pat her plump chest and said indignantly,

"I can't help you run this trip for nothing, right? Well... I'm not your free maid."

Are you still angry about Nora? If there is anything that is not too much to ask, you can actually agree to Afro's request.

Grace's eyes turned twice in deep thought, and finally she asked, "What reward do you want?"

"actually……"

A suspicious blush immediately appeared on Afro's cheeks. She softly and touchingly put her lips to her ear and whispered carefully,

"I actually liked it yesterday. Her Highness Grace's lips were very soft... It would have been nice if you could have kissed me."

130. Perverted woman Afro!

The burning breath came along with the ambiguous words, making people feel at a loss as to what to do.

The warmth belonging to another person is like an invisible silk thread that wraps around me vaguely.

Grace's pupils shrank in surprise, her earlobes turned red in an instant, and the back of her neck felt itchy as if an electric current was running through it, causing the girl to shrink instinctively.

Afro has crossed the line!!

Arms around you, ambiguous words, and intimate contact.

And the kiss that suddenly flashed before his eyes, with clear consciousness and without disgust - the kiss that he had kept at the back of his mind during the sleepless nights, not daring to think about deliberately.

The conflicting emotions were eventually overwhelmed by some nameless fear, followed by Grace's inexplicable anger.

Why could Afulo be like this...without knowing the limits!

Why could she kiss me fearlessly and approach me shamelessly?

Grace's chest heaved violently. She quickly pulled her hands out of Afro's arms and pushed Afro's shoulders away with her palms roughly and eagerly like an untamed wild cat.

"Aphrodite, what's going on in your head?"

Grace was afraid that Afro would think this was some kind of euphemism for flirting, so she deliberately said it in a dogmatic tone, word by word.

"It's obscene to be close to someone without knowing the distance! If you keep saying that..."

What kind of punishment can be given to Aphrodite...?

He could have punished Afro, who had "overstepped her authority", without restraint.

But after thinking about it, he still couldn't think of how to deal with the girl.

If he still treats her like he did before, judging from Avro's current performance, it will only be some kind of reward.

Grace glanced at Afro, who looked so happy and charming, and could only say that it was a mild punishment.

"Let's not see each other again."

Although they had a thousand words on their lips, their tone was cold and distant, as if they were a couple sulking each other.

It seems like there is nothing we can do about Afro...

Grace frowned in annoyance.

"What's obscene? You blushed after being kissed..."

Afro retorted in a low voice with some stubbornness.

"And what have I been thinking about all day? Do you need me to tell you?"

After saying this, she moved closer even more shamelessly, like a happy puppy barking and circling around its owner's trouser legs, her eyes full of sweetness.

She even pursed her lips deliberately to take care of her emotions, but upon closer inspection it seemed like she was trying to hold back a smile.

Afro's moving eyes had already told Grace the answers to all the questions.

"..."

This led to a long silence.

Grace once again sincerely felt that once a person has emotions, his or her pace will gradually stagnate.

Emotions are poppies wrapped in beauty and tranquility.

Afro nodded firmly and said softly,

"If you're scared... you can always confirm with me that I like Grace."

The saint's purity and determination made it impossible to question them. Grace widened her eyes slightly and clenched her teeth.

deceptive.

She was just overwhelmed by dopamine and hormones, and mistook a momentary liking for a lifelong decision.

deceptive.

She was not ready to make the decision to spend her life with someone without reservation, nor was she determined to choose herself unconditionally at any time.

deceptive.

She will choose her beliefs, she will choose her goddess... She will only continue to devote herself to what she is passionate about after her emotions are exhausted.

She had done nothing and lost nothing, so it was natural for her to say that.

It's just lip service, anyone can say something like that.

"I don't need that kind of thing, nor do I need your sincerity. You don't have to show your sincerity to be with me."

The hot blood was flowing all over her body, and the walls of her heart were reinforced layer by layer. Grace said an even colder rejection.

"Finally, it's time to end the nutritious words."

Grace's face was cold and she was in a low mood. She even wanted to turn around and leave.

It would be better to say that he fled rather than left.