Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

She closed her eyes as if giving up the struggle, rubbed her temples, and tried to say goodbye neatly.

"This meaningless confession can end here. Please stay two meters away from me. I need time to think. Is this what I told you at the beginning?"

"understood……"

Afro was well-behaved this time. After answering, she took heavy steps reluctantly and prepared to leave.

Out of the corner of her eye, Grace caught a glimpse of Anna, a maid wearing a maid uniform, standing at the corner of the restaurant in the distance. She was waiting there like a loyal dog.

To be honest, Victoria's people were everywhere around me in the palace, and I didn't really want Victoria to know what I was doing.

What needs to be done now is to get out under Anna's nose, find Nora and send a message to Doris. It would be best if a factory can be found for the beverage.

Grace's eyes subtly fell on Afro, whose cheeks were slightly flushed.

Although... Afro always thinks of some unhealthy things, including always having a very high □□ value, he is still a fairly reliable existence.

"Wait a minute, Aphrodite."

The moment the words were spoken, Afro suddenly turned around, with a smile on her face as bright as the spring sunshine in April.

"What's wrong, Grace?"

It was so brilliant that Grace could hardly take her eyes off it.

So brilliant what...

Grace had an indescribable emotion in her heart, but she just hooked her slender fingers and asked Afro to come closer to listen.

Afro walked towards Grace with a playful and cheerful step, tilted her ear and listened patiently.

The well-shaped earlobes are as delicate as works of art, the smooth golden hair falls like a waterfall, and she has a subtle temperament between maturity and tenderness.

Grace was in a trance for a moment, but she still whispered into the girl's ear,

"Do you know if there is a small passage in the orphanage that leads to the outside world, the kind that other people don't know about?"

Afro turned his head with some doubt.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden... But if Grace wants to know, it's not impossible for me to tell you..."

Her eyebrows were slightly raised. Her green eyes were as bright as cunning stars, and Afro's clever little brain was working at high speed.

Grace understood this expression too well. She directly pierced someone's thoughts and asked, "Are there any conditions?"

Afro nodded shyly, "Hmm..."

Grace could almost imagine with her toes what this perverted nun was thinking.

She said mercilessly and coldly, "If you think too frivolously, no one will forgive you for kneeling under the statue of the goddess."

"How could I become that kind of person? Grace, you are taking it too far?"

Afro clenched his fists in dissatisfaction.

"?"

Grace just looked at her with a sharp look.

The aura of righteousness seemed to have lost its momentum, and Afro confessed honestly.

"In the Dean's lounge, there is a secret passage leading to St. Varis Church Street. If you want to go out, you can go out quietly from there."

It would be great if there was.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief. She could sneak out for two hours under the pretext of taking a nap and come back at the right time.

"Dean's lounge? Take me there."

"But, Grace, I have a condition."

Afro took a step forward, her eyes firm and clear, as if she was doing something extremely just.

"explain."

"What are you going to do? Take me with you, or..."

Afro stopped talking, and her slender index finger, like peeling an onion, gently touched her moist lips.

"pick one of two."

What is the one or the other option?

What is she doing?

Grace couldn't understand, a nun, a nun who had to be celibate, a nun who put cream on her and said she was going to kill her!!

How did it become like this?

A bolt from the blue flashed across Grace's astonished pupils. She stood there in a daze for a long time before she recovered and sighed heavily from the inside out:

"Aphrodite, you are really becoming more and more perverted."

"I saw you as an upright nun before, why have you become like this now?"

"Why, Your Highness Grace?"

Afro was also very curious, so she asked back.

That wet, sparkling, innocent look, as if running toward a lover, seemed to point to the answer to the question.

Grace felt guilty for no reason, and her eyes staggered away from Afro and fell on the slightly darkened floor.

She frowned and shouted in a bluffing tone,

"Don't look at me like that!"

"understood."

As if she had received a reward, Afro stood on tiptoe with a look of joy, leaned towards the person she liked, and asked without knowing what was good for her.

"Actually, I wanted to ask, is that weird...curse or something, has it really never happened again?"

Grace knew what she was talking about, but how could she admit it now?

There are still many low-level tasks in that system that have not been completed yet?

But for some reason, the system's coercive power seems to be getting weaker recently.

"Which curse? Is there one?"

The lie came out of his mouth almost subconsciously.

Ding.

A clear mechanical sound suddenly rang out in Grace's mind, as if a new challenge had been born after sensing Afro's intention.

【System prompts...】

Grace's eyes widened, but Afro obviously would not miss this opportunity.

"It's the curse that requires you to do something..."

Ding, another reminder sound.

【System prompts...】

Grace quickly covered Afro's mouth again, "Afro, don't say anything more!"

161. Abnormal Afro

Like a thrilling spring breeze blowing by, the soft palm once again covers the lips with a faint fragrance.

Afro widened her eyes slightly, then lowered her brows gently.

She looked at Grace and said nothing, just smiled.

Grace's expression was a little embarrassed. She whispered like a rebellious cat,

"Don't even think about it!"

"Um……"

Afro blinked her eyes clearly and cleanly, and all the light in her pupils focused on Grace. She liked her so much that she didn't want to leave.

My mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny and improved in an instant.

Maybe love is just such an emotion?

Grace has changed a lot compared to before.

Before, she was like snow that would melt at any time before the spring sun came, but now she is more like a lovely person with emotions.

Possessing human qualities.

Obviously, this change was due to himself. Thinking of this, Afro couldn't help but puff out his chest proudly.

"You...forget it."

Grace looked at Afro with disdain and confusion, paused, and pulled her hand back with a little disgust. She took out a silk scarf from her pocket to wipe her smooth white palm, and solemnly stated,

"In short, don't mention this matter lightly."

A smile always climbed up the corners of her mouth uncontrollably, and Afro narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Got it. I will obey it."

Seeing her brilliant appearance, Grace probably had an idea in her mind and estimated that she would not comply.

Afro looks kind and honest, but she is not the kind of person who is inflexible. On the contrary, she knows very clearly what she wants.

So he can always get what he wants with that clean face and determination.

It must be said that this is a natural talent, and perhaps it is also the main reason why she was able to become a saint in the game later...

Anyone who can climb to that position must have certain abilities.

Grace sighed softly and tilted her chin towards the exit. "Lead the way."

"lead the way?"

Afro looked back, obviously confused.

"what happened?"

"I said there were requirements."

At this time, Afro stood on tiptoe, leaned forward a little, opened her cherry-colored lips slightly, and said in an ambiguous and positive voice,

"Well... I deliberately took all the time I spent with the children to give to you, so there must be some compensation."

Grace glanced at Afro.

Soft golden hair, a cautious body that constantly exceeds the limits, and an extremely bright and innocent smile.

Sure enough, it is... a golden retriever.

Grace lowered her mouth, trying not to show her emotions, and answered in a very inhumane way:

"Spend more time with the kids next time."

"That won't work."

Afro shook her head like a rattle, then raised her chin confidently, "You have to compensate me anyway."

Grace frowned and gave her a cold look, but took out the black lace gloves from the pocket of her winter skirt.

In front of Afro, she slowly put on the lace gloves that were barely visible, and asked sharply,

"Would you say something like this in front of the goddess?"

Afro's eyes subconsciously followed the movement of the silk covering her skin, and she felt an indescribable itch.

Perhaps because Grace is physically weak, everything she does seems to be slow and smooth. Coupled with her good manners, she has always presented herself as elegant and aloof.

It is a simple action, but it has strong sexual connotations, like caressing a lover.

Afro felt a little hot for no reason, and hurriedly looked away, saying stubbornly:

"Your Highness Grace, don't you know that every married couple must kiss under the statue of the goddess and receive the blessing of the goddess..."

Is it a proposal?

"..."

Grace was silent for a moment. She didn't intend to let Afro's casual words affect her emotions anymore, so she decisively ended this boring topic.