Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 128 The Cold Knight of the Western Noble Family (23)

"grown ups……"

Has he ever kissed you like this?

A cool, indifferent voice sounded in my ear.

Seeing the girl in a daze, Lancelot half-covered his eyes, pressed his thin lips to her neck, and planted one kiss after another.

Mute:

Has he ever treated you like that?

Have you ever tried any of your pastries?

"Are you feeding him the same way you feed me?"

"You also call him 'sir'?"

"..."

Yu Ci blinked, her mind racing as she tried to figure out if the "he" the man was referring to was the infertile Wilves.

In the original owner's memories, she never called Wilves "sir".

The second spy, however, addressed the male protagonist as "sir," and that male protagonist was said to be indiscriminate in his affections, having affairs with any spy who was somewhat attractive.

I wouldn't think she...

"..."

It definitely refers to the male protagonist, Anvina.

He knew all along.

The girl's thoughts seemed to Lancelot like a tacit agreement.

In an instant, his azure eyes darkened, filled with a restless emotion of destruction and possession emanating from within.

He bit down hard on the side of her fair neck.

"Well……"

Hearing the girl's painful sobs and struggles, Lancelot's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tall and imposing figure easily pinned her down.

The sudden sharp pain in her neck made Yu Ci frown.

There's no need to even look; bloodshed is inevitable.

You can sense the ruthlessness hidden beneath the cold exterior of the figure above, and the best course of action is to go along with him.

Yu Ci closed her eyes, recalling the man's words while softly calling out "Master."

Perhaps it was the girl's pleas for mercy and her trembling body that brought the man back to his senses.

Lancelot, panting, slightly raised his head.

In the dim light, the girl's black hair was disheveled and messy, her hands were pinned to her sides, her pajamas were open and in disarray, and she was trembling with pain as she turned her head to the side, with obvious teeth marks on her neck streaked with blood.

"grown ups……"

The gentle voice was still calling out softly, but now it carried a hint of sobs.

Lancelot was breathing slightly heavily, his azure eyes still dark and unfathomable.

He bent down and licked the bloodstains. As the girl trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, released his grip, and instead wrapped his arms around her soft waist from behind, lifting her up and holding her face to face in his embrace.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, and the girl straddled his lap.

Lancelot gently stroked the hair of the person in his arms with one hand, and wrapped the other around the slender waist.

His face was buried in the girl's shoulder, and his voice was soft and hoarse:

"The pastries that were delivered were laced with deadly poison."

Yu Ci was not surprised: "...My lord, I made that pastry myself, and Tanasa did not touch it."

"...It must have been a problem at some other time."

Actually, it's fairly easy to guess who did it.

She made the pastries and she also gave them to him. Given that everyone knows this, would she be so brainless as to poison him under her real name?
The answer is, of course, no, and Lancelot's focus is clearly not on that.

Lancelot said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not angry about the pastries."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and as he turned around, his fingertips traced the shape of the girl's lips.

"It's because you were naughty."

Yu Ci was taken aback, and the pressure on her red lips increased.

"A dark shadow in the snow."

Press down.

"An excessively cold body temperature."

friction.

"At the Spring Banquet, we met in the room to discuss matters, and our companions entered the mansion to sleep side by side."

“They kept it from me, deceived me, neglected me… time and time again.”

"You want to kill me and leave, right?"

Yu Ci shook her head: "No..."

He slipped his fingertips into the girl's mouth, forcing her red lips to part slightly. His expression darkened, his eyes filled with unconcealed pain and sorrow. He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going crazy."

"Cici, I'm going crazy."

[Target Darkening Value +1: 86] The emotions that had been building up over the past few days finally found an outlet after tonight's pastry incident.

She can't leave.

You can never leave his side for even a moment, not even under the guise of force.

Even if it comes at the cost of hating him… Lancelot lowered his eyes.

The large hand around her waist gradually tightened, and Yu Ci was imprisoned, almost drowning in the faint scent of sandalwood.

"baby……"

“Good girl,” a low, husky voice coaxed, “say you love Lancelot, say you’ll never leave, say you…love me.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Ci pursed her lips.

She didn't forget her initial requirement ②: she couldn't express her feelings before the fragments were taken.

Once she reveals it, the strategy will fail, and she will be instantly teleported out of this plane, or even eliminated in more serious cases.

It's a ridiculous requirement that we have no choice but to follow.

Thinking it over, Yu Ci reached out and grabbed the man's hand, which was tightening around her. She looked down at his deep blue eyes and, under his silent gaze, buried her face in his and kissed him.

[Target corruption value -6:80]

In a fleeting moment, a brief touch followed by an instant separation, yet it was enough to shatter the silent, icy sea beneath the azure surface.

Yu Ci cupped the man's face in her hands and gently comforted him:

"Sir, you know the answer, but I cannot say."

Lancelot looked at her without saying a word.

To be honest, everything the man has said so far points to her being a spy, but unfortunately she can't admit it.

"But, sir."

Yu Ci could only tentatively and earnestly place her slender hand on her heart, which was not beating.

"This heart, which has been dead for so long, sometimes beats because of you."

[Target corruption value -10:70]

"So, Sir Lancelot, my good sir..."

"Trust me, okay?"

Trust me, I won't hurt you.

Trust me, I will not leave you.

Remembering the mission, Yu Ci leaned down slightly to look him in the eye, her red lips and thin lips only a finger's width apart, seemingly close yet distant.

She murmured softly:
So, will you betray me?

Her fingertips traced the austere brim of the hat, brushed aside the golden stray hairs, and finally gently touched the man's cool and indifferent brows and eyes.

“You will…” Yu Ci lowered her eyes and slowly approached her thin lips, but stopped at the last moment.

She whispered:
"...Will you remain loyal to me forever?"

Inside the dimly lit room, two figures were pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling with an intimate tension.

The fairy is seducing, and the knight is falling into depravity.

Lancelot's Adam's apple bobbed, his hands around his waist trembled, veins bulged, and his fingertips curled slightly.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and his right hand, with its distinct knuckles, moved up to grasp the girl's hand that was touching his face.

His deep blue gemstone eyes remained aloof and cold, fixed firmly on the girl.

As they gazed at each other, the handsome man turned his head and placed a kiss on the girl's palm.

His large hand completely covered the back of her small hand, and he guided her hand slowly and firmly back to her handsome face.

Lancelot narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and gazed, sighing in a hoarse voice:

"I swear in my name, and I ask all the gods, old and new, to bear witness."

"Sir Lancelot Hell will always be loyal, devoted, and protective of you."

"For all eternity, I will never betray you."

The azure gemstone remained cool and indifferent, and the low, husky voice recounted the promise. Though seemingly indifferent, the girl could see the seriousness in those eyes.

He looked up, she looked down, and they made a vow of loyalty.

Just today.

As soon as the words were spoken, the system's voice popped up in my mind:

[Fourth, I hope to meet a knight who will always be loyal to me.]

Keep it up! (￣︶￣)~

Yu Ci: "..."

Perhaps it was the system's unconventional childlike voice that broke the atmosphere of their eye contact, and Yu Ci suddenly snapped back to reality.

The handsome and noble young knight was still gazing at her, like a large, lurking beast pretending to be docile. He rubbed her hand against hers with a cold and dependent air, waiting for the girl's answer.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes, reached out and covered his eyes, then lowered her head and kissed his thin lips.

She demonstrated her response through her actions.

From that moment on, everything went awry, and the room became a scene of unparalleled beauty.

……