How come I am still being controlled by them even though I have changed my ways?

"Can you do it again in front of me now?"

Seraphim's emerald eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement.

11. Can you do it? (Part )

Jill was stunned: Meow meow meow?

Miss Saint, what are you talking about?

For a moment, Jill even suspected that his vocal cords were damaged and there was something wrong with his hearing!

[Let him perform his unique skill as he did with Seraphim before - the role of the yellow-haired young master]

Is this something that could come out of the pink and tender lips of the elf girl in front of me?

However, after being dumbfounded, when he looked again, the seriousness in Seraphim's eyes told Gil: This was not a joke or a prank on him.

Then, the Saint Lady seemed even afraid that he didn't understand, so she gave him "supplementary explanation" with the most holy smile.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his elegant posture made Jill feel a chill on his back for some reason.

"Jill, is this some incomprehensible 'little request'? Sigh... you've blocked me on my way back to church more than once before, cornered me, and done that to me~"

As she spoke, Seraphim stood up and paced around the room. Her straight legs in black stockings and the "fruit" on her slender waist swayed in front of Jill from time to time.

"Try to repeat what you did to me today, both in your actions and words, and I will help you mediate the conflict between Princess Silin and Miss Luvilia~"

Gil felt like he was about to break out in a sweat.

"The past is the past, the present is now. That, that... Seraphim, are you testing me? Like..."

Just like the "fishing enforcement" he used when they met again before.

Gil swallowed the words back and changed his words - in his current position, he was not qualified to challenge Seraphim who needed to be flattered.

"Please believe me, I have truly reformed and turned over a new leaf."

However, he didn't know if it was his illusion: he had obviously considered the wording, but the moment he said it, Seraphi's eyes revealed a hint of gloom and annoyance!

However, this emotion was vague and short-lived. When Jill's gaze, which had just avoided looking at the other person's black stockings, returned to Seraphi's face again, Seraphi had an expression of "naivety and innocence".

As if telling him: You think too much.

"Eh? Jill, what are you afraid of? I don't have any other intentions~"

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa in the living room, sighed lightly, and showed a worried expression.

"It's just that we met again. You've changed for the better, but I still kind of miss your messy ways."

Only a bullied Star Fury would miss the yellow-haired man's techniques, right? Saint, be normal!

But Jill didn't dare to say it.

As Seraphim spoke, she clasped her hands together and gave him a pitiful look.

"There's no one else here anyway, Jill, just show off a little bit. I told you to just put on an act."

"Alas, Jill, why are you as timid as a chicken now? What are you afraid of? I'm not a demon, and I won't eat you."

The innocent smile slowly turned into a pouty demand, like the girlfriend who was so shy before the relationship that she wouldn't even hold hands, but after the relationship, she was as unwilling to let go as Juicy Girl.

"Jill, you don't want me to abandon you in the conflict between Princess Silin and Miss Luvilia, do you?"

The following sentence hit Jill's soft spot accurately - they said that he should continue to be the "yellow-haired guy", but who is more like the "yellow-haired role" now?

Jill sighed: He was just like the beautiful wife in the little notebook who wanted a favor from the yellow-haired man. He couldn't refuse the other party's request and could only do it - Seraphim's help was too important for him.

As for why Seraphim wanted him to "play the role of a yellow-haired boy" just like Silin, Jill could only think that Seraphim's identity as an elf saint brought too much pressure, and she needed to watch some "exciting blockbusters" to release it.

Glancing at the elf girl sitting on the sofa and looking at him with a smile as if "inviting" him, Jill knew what to do next even though he was reluctant.

Take a deep breath.

then……

He took a quick step forward and pinned the weak and pitiful elf girl before him firmly under him, just as he had done before, pushing her onto the sofa.

His hands were like pliers, grabbing the girl's wrists and pressing them against her shoulders; his body blocked all possible routes for the girl to resist or escape; his gaze from above was only less than a palm's length away from the girl's beautiful and gentle face.

"Woo..."

Seraphi's whimpers, accompanied by the floral scent on her breath, soon lingered between the two of them; her hands, which had no strength to struggle at all, instead caused the buttons of her shirt to be pulled and tugged under her tie, revealing large areas of snow-white skin through the gaps; her delicate, boneless body twisted, but because of the intense movement, she touched Jill from time to time.

Jill immediately lost control of his instincts!

The support between his pants was due to the fact that he was pressing Seraphim tightly, and his movements hit Seraphim's lower abdomen squarely.

He almost couldn't hold it back!

Because: Although he was also asked to "play the role of Huangmao" and interact with the little princess Celine, Gil could be more sober because of some "small and cute" aspects of Celine.

But the body of the Elf Saint in front of him was so astringent that just touching it was like tempting him to commit a crime!

Moreover, the previous Seraphim was really "struggling to resist", and he was also teasing Seraphim with some reluctance because of the coercion of the "yellow-haired system".

But what about now? Seraphim was the one who asked him to "show off." Isn't the difficulty level the same as before?

However, Seraphim didn't say "stop", so Gil had no choice but to continue - if he didn't make the Elf Saint in front of him happy, she would not agree to help him resolve the conflict between Silin and Luvilia!

So, based on the situation this morning, Jill began to "improvise".

"You performed well just now, Miss Saint. You didn't tell Xilin the truth, 'I threatened you to forgive me.'"

As he spoke, he loosened his grip on Seraphim's wrists, slid his hands down the girl's slender waist, and all the way to the black stockings under her skirt.

"As a reward, I will give you your favorite 'leg massage', Miss Saint. This is something you have been looking forward to and missing since I left the capital, Miss Saint, right?"

The moment Gil's hand touched Seraphim, her legs, which were lifted up by his popliteal fossa, began to tremble slightly along with her rapid breathing.

"I...I didn't..."

"Really? Then why don't you tell the truth to the little princess and that female knight?"

"that is because……"

"You really like this feeling, don't you?" Jill's hands continued to rub the black stockings on Seraphie's legs. "Cover it up for me. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely reward you like I did today."

“…Don’t, don’t go any further.”

By the time Jill was startled by Seraphi's resistance sound, which was almost the same as "Shen Yin", the girl in front of him had already had her eyes blurred, and even her breathing became extremely charming and intermittent.

In the past, he was forced to carry out the mission of the Yellow Hair System. When the Yellow Hair attacked Seraphim, Seraphim didn't show such a "reluctant to resist but willing to accept" attitude, right? ?

Oh no, did I overdo it?!

Jill's body, which was already "uncomfortable", suddenly calmed down a little as if it had been poured with cold water, and he took his hands away from Seraphim's thighs.

He estimated that the "improvisational performance" just now was enough for Seraphim to "experience" and "have fun", right?

When playing a yellow-haired man, you have to stop at the right time!

However, the next moment, before Jill could open her mouth to call for a stop, Seraphim, whose eyes were already a little dazed and absent-minded, showed a look of dissatisfaction the moment Jill's hands left her thighs!

As if to say.

"It's over in less than a minute?"

"Can you do it?"

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12. Saint, you have to understand me on this matter. I really want to improve myself.

This is not finished.

Just as Gil took his hands away from Seraphim's thighs, before he had time to "savour" the soft and silky touch, the elf girl's legs, which were no longer restricted, stretched out towards his waist.

With a light tap on the floor, the pair of black leather shoes slipped off Seraphim's feet.

Then, her legs nimbly like a water snake hooked around Gil's thighs and gently led him in front of her.

But this bold action was accompanied by Seraphim's innocent and puzzled look.

"Is it over, so soon?"

It was as if the elf saint lady really just wanted him to "perform his original yellow-haired image". All the charming and seductive movements and expressions were natural and natural to the girl.

It’s all because he “had the wrong idea” that he felt it was so dangerous and irritating!

Jill squeezed her hands, which were already covered in sweat, and forced a wry smile.

"I...I think that's about enough at this point, isn't it, Seraphim?"

"Think about it, when I acted recklessly against you before, it almost ended like this, didn't it?"

While trying to retreat, Gil felt a little scared as he explained: when he was still a "young-haired young master" and had to complete various "yellow-haired tasks" of the yellow-haired system, Seraphim, who was "the one under special attention", really "wanted to resist but had no ability".

At that time, he was naturally happy to "stop at the right time" - he really made Seraphim drunk, and as a pure love warrior, he must have regretted it to death.

In addition, there was Luvilia, who was like Feng Aotian, who would "rescue the beauty" from time to time, so Seraphim did not encounter any real crisis at that time.

However, the yellow-haired system has disappeared, and he has turned over a new leaf, but there is no Luvilia to "rescue the beauty". Just now, Gil felt that he almost couldn't help but "make the fake real" and "go straight to the heart" and "hit the bull's eye" of Seraphim!

This seemed to be his problem.

But Gil always felt that seeing each other again, especially after Seraphim had just asked him to "play the role of Huangmao"...

Isn’t it a bit strange?

Is it a bit like being reluctant but also wanting to accept?

Was it a bit like… tempting him to do something bad?

"Ugh……"

The next moment, Seraphim's sigh interrupted Jill's wandering thoughts.

When I looked again, Seraphim had already retracted her legs and bent down to put on her black leather shoes.

Although Seraphi's rash bending allowed Jill, who was standing in front of her, to clearly see the snow-white chest, the girl had returned to her normal elegant and noble posture, which made Jill throw aside the strange thoughts in his mind.

The pure, kind, gentle elf saint who is like a flawless work of art is actually seducing him to commit a crime?

That's enough. Even Gil himself doesn't believe this false accusation.

"Although it's a pity, it's also a glimpse into your past side, Jill. Thank you for cooperating with me."

After putting on her shoes, Seraphim glanced at Jill calmly, her eyes moving around, hiding a triumphant smile.

Instead, he gently teased Jill, pinching his chin lightly with one hand and letting out a soft chuckle, which was smart and elegant.

"But what I didn't expect is that Jill, you've become so... pure now? Oh, I was just afraid that you would really do something to me."

"How...how is this possible!"

And Seraphim, since you are the one I need to "ask for forgiveness", I don't dare to do that now!

Jill added silently in her heart, then explained.

"Before, I was in... uh, a rebellious period of youth. Now I have realized my mistakes, so of course I won't take the opportunity to do the same thing to you, Seraphim."

He paused, patted his chest, and assured the girl in front of him, "Didn't I tell you I've changed my ways?"

"So, Seraphim, I've already fulfilled your 'little request'. Please help me mediate the conflict between Sirin and Luvilia..."

The perfect Elf Saint Lady would certainly not go back on her word.

However, Jill, who was immersed in the good news that Seraphie nodded and agreed to "help him", did not notice that the dark emotion of "success" in the depths of Seraphie's eyes as she looked straight at him had become more and more intense.

When the morning sun was gradually replaced by the bright and warm morning light, Seraphim, who had a brief discussion with Jill on "how to ease the recent awkward relationship between Silin and Luvilia" and made an appointment for "help time" later, also stood up and said goodbye.

When Jill returned to her residence, Seraphim, standing outside the yard fence, stretched lazily and seductively.

then……

"Huh~ I finally managed it."

He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had achieved his goal and finally didn't have to endure it anymore.