It was late, but Acting Grand Master Jean's house was still brightly lit.
No, "brightly lit" might not be quite right; to be precise, only the candles Acting Grand Master Jean bought were lit. If you looked from outside the window, you could only see a reddish glow.
Ann looked at Acting Grand Master Jean's slightly flushed cheeks, illuminated by the candlelight, and slightly opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"Acting Grand Master Jean, I…" Ann's eyes were a bit hazy, and her tone was strange.
She was currently being pressed down by Acting Grand Master Jean on the… table.
To prevent Ann's clothes from getting dirty, Acting Grand Master Jean thoughtfully removed all of Ann's upper garments. Ann was now like a little lamb fallen into a wolf's mouth.
"Ann, don't speak, just leave it to me." Acting Grand Master Jean reached out, dabbed some cream from the cake nearby, wiped it on Ann's mouth, then traced it down Ann's smooth chin, neck, collarbone, and further down.
Ann felt a chill, and the scent on her body seemed to blend with the cream.
This was the so-called sweet on sweet, an experience Acting Grand Master Jean had summarized from that short period just now.
'Why is it like this?'
Ann felt the sweet scent on her lips, and her mind couldn't help but start replaying the scenes that had just happened.
A short while ago—
Acting Grand Master Jean had clearly set up such a romantic scene, but in the end, she didn't say anything particularly romantic.
Perhaps it was due to Acting Grand Master Jean's personality, or perhaps she wasn't skilled at this, after all, she was a Damselette who had never experienced such things before.
In this regard, she was full of curiosity and longing, but when it came to actual practice, she didn't know what to do, appearing slightly clumsy.
But there's an old saying that goes, sincerity is the greatest killer move, and Acting Grand Master Jean's advantage lay precisely in this.
Ann saw full sincerity in the other party's eyes.
The other party was serious, but how should she respond?
After all, it was that kind of thing; she couldn't possibly pretend it hadn't happened.
Moreover, given Acting Grand Master Jean's personality, she would absolutely not allow this matter to pass by lightly. She had said she would take responsibility for Ann, and that promise would definitely be fulfilled.
She didn't know if it was because of her succubus physique, or if she was truly moved by Acting Grand Master Jean's sincerity.
In any case, Ann, as if by some strange impulse, nodded.
And then, there was no "then."
The remaining memories, Ann felt, were a bit blurry. She wasn't sure if the meal was finished or not, or if she had drunk alcohol or not.
No need to think much, this was definitely due to her physique, otherwise her memory wouldn't have deteriorated so severely.
In short, by the time she came to her senses, it was already too late; Acting Grand Master Jean had completely filled her vision.
Now she was in a very awkward situation. Acting Grand Master Jean's gaze was like flickering flames, burning her skin with stinging sensations.
"Acting Grand Master Jean, wait, mmph…" Acting Grand Master Jean gave Ann no chance to speak.
Tonight's battle had only just begun, and Acting Grand Master Jean, who had already lost her reason, wouldn't listen to Ann at all.
Ann naturally understood this. Rather than resisting, it was better to enjoy it, and then seize the opportunity to counterattack.
You really know how to have fun, Acting Grand Master Jean.
Ann thought to herself while enjoying Acting Grand Master Jean's softness.
Although she was innocent in love, when it came to this kind of thing, Acting Grand Master Jean was like an old hand who had been in the game for decades.
Ann herself couldn't even think of playing like applying cream on the body.
But just wait, in a while, she was going to return all of this to Acting Grand Master Jean with interest!
"Mmph, huh?" Amber was starting to feel sleepy waiting for Ann when a messenger pigeon landed at her window.
Amber tilted her head slightly in confusion and walked over to open the window.
"Ann got drunk tonight, so she'll stay over at my place for the night… From Acting Grand Master Jean." Amber's brows furrowed slightly.
"Seriously, didn't Ann say she doesn't drink?" Amber pouted, a little displeased.
She had specifically asked Ann before if she drank, and Ann's answer was that she wasn't old enough to drink.
So why was she drinking now that she was at Acting Grand Master Jean's place?
Of course, it was also possible that Acting Grand Master Jean's hospitality was too overwhelming, and Ann felt she couldn't refuse…
"Sigh, it looks like I'll have to sleep alone tonight." Amber sighed helplessly and got up, preparing to return to her room.
No, it should be her and Ann's room now.
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Amber's face.
Now her room was filled with Ann's scent. This way, even if Ann wasn't by her side, it felt like she was accompanying her.
"Mmph~ Sleep!" Amber stretched and walked towards the bathroom.
She also took off her hair ornament.
"Eh?" Amber's steps paused slightly. She somewhat confusedly brought her hair ornament to her face.
The hair ornament was still red, that was right, but she seemed to have just caught a glimpse of a faint green light.
Amber looked up at the ceiling again in confusion; the color of the light hadn't changed significantly either.
How strange…
"Never mind, maybe it was just my eyes playing tricks." Amber shook her head, not bothering with it.
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"Hah… Ann, so amazing." This time, the one pinned down was Acting Grand Master Jean.
However, they had moved from the table to the bed.
"This time, I'm the winner." Ann looked at the disheveled Acting Grand Master Jean after her defeat, nodded in satisfaction, and let out a soft hum.
Then, she lay directly beside Acting Grand Master Jean.
"Sigh…"
She had already entered sage mode, though Acting Grand Master Jean didn't seem to have recovered yet.
She accepted Acting Grand Master Jean's confession. She couldn't not accept it; she couldn't just deny it, because although Acting Grand Master Jean was full of guilt towards her, ultimately, it was still her fault.
Who told her she was a little succubus? She didn't want to be like this either.
After an unknown amount of time, Acting Grand Master Jean finally seemed to recover. She turned on her side, looking at Ann beside her, the blush on her cheeks not yet completely faded.
"I'm sorry, Ann, I, I was too…"
Acting Grand Master Jean didn't know what was wrong with her; she had become so unrestrained.
It was as if Ann was some kind of Mint, making her unable to extricate herself once she got close.
"No need to say sorry, I understand." Ann also turned on her side, staring into Acting Grand Master Jean's eyes, and said seriously.
"Tha, thank you." Acting Grand Master Jean lowered her head somewhat shyly, but this action directly caused her gaze to fall to where it shouldn't have.
Her face instantly turned even redder.
"Thank you for accepting me."
"No, I should be the one saying thank you... or rather, I should be the one apologizing," Stelle said helplessly.
She couldn't help but reach out and brush away some messy strands of hair from Acting Grand Master Jean's cheek, feeling as if her mindset had undergone a slight change.
How to put it, she inexplicably felt like she wanted to just give up.
Anyway, it's already like this, so what's the saying, 'many debts don't weigh you down'?
However, she also needed to seriously think about how to explain her relationships with them.
She couldn't keep it a secret forever.
Sigh, if only there was a perfect solution.
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