Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 264 The Night Raid on the Elf Girl

Under the cover of night, the residence on the top floor of the Magic Association tower was quiet.

Inside Lord's room, only a little moonlight served as a light source, barely enough to see everything clearly. The room's occupant was already asleep, breathing very steadily.

Suddenly, the door on the other side was silently pushed open a crack.

Celia, barefoot, quietly slipped in.

She wore a soft white nightgown, her long golden hair cascading down her back, shimmering faintly in the moonlight.

Celia's movements were cautious, tinged with a hint of hesitation. In her usually calm golden eyes, a trace of hesitation and a certain determination flickered.

She slowly walked to Lord's bedside, stopped, and looked down at the sleeping man.

She lost the bet with that man.

Celia had planned to just casually kiss him at some random time, but she didn't expect Lord to make a new request.

Let her kiss you when you're unaware of it.

After being forced to agree, Celia thought it over carefully and decided to take advantage of the guy's sleep to quickly finish the kiss.

In the past, Celia might have treated this request as a new model of love and learned from it, and would have completed it meticulously.

But for some reason, she remembered the romance novel that Lord had confiscated.

There seems to be a similar plot in the book.

The female protagonist in the book sneaked into the male protagonist's room one night and kissed him while he was sleeping.

The book describes how, after that kiss, their relationship seemed to take a breakthrough.

Celia tilted her head slightly, trying hard to recall the details from the book.

Although she also felt that many of the plots in the book were exaggerated and illogical, the idea that kissing could improve a relationship did have some credibility, and Lord was very enthusiastic about it.

Although Celia herself felt that this contact between the mucous membranes was meaningless except for making her heart race and her thoughts become chaotic.

But since we're already here, let's follow the successful examples in the book.

It should be effective, right?
And it was on my own initiative.
This thought gave Celia a strange flutter in her heart.

She was used to accepting Lord's closeness and then responding to that intimacy, but to take the initiative... seemed like stepping into unexplored territory.

She stood by the bed and took several deep breaths to suppress the inexplicable emotions in her heart.

Then, as if she had made up her mind, she carefully bent down.

As I slowly moved closer to the man's face, I could clearly feel his breath brushing against my cheek, making it feel slightly itchy.

Getting closer.

Getting closer.

My heart started racing again, accompanied by an indescribable sense of tension.

Finally, her lips, trembling slightly, touched Lord's lips.

A soft and warm touch came over me.

It wasn't quite what she had imagined, and it felt completely different from when Lord usually kissed her first.

It was as if this was a tentative contact, like the first snowflakes falling to the ground, touching and then separating.

Celia quickly straightened up, took a small step back, and subconsciously covered her lips, where the soft touch and warmth still lingered.

Succeeded?
Just like in the book? She stood there, quietly watching Lord for a while, trying to make sure he hadn't been awakened.

A sense of smug satisfaction arose, as if I had secretly done something wrong but hadn't been caught.

However, just as she was preparing to complete her mission and secretly leave, like the heroine in the book,

Lord, who should have been fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Got you." He tried hard to suppress the smile on his lips. "Miss Night Raid."

Celia's body froze instantly!

His golden pupils contracted slightly, and the hint of smugness on his face instantly turned into astonishment and panic.

"You...you're not asleep?" she asked instinctively, her voice trembling with a rare stutter.

Lord sat up with a smile and easily pulled the still-shocked elf into his arms.

Caught off guard, Celia fell to the side of the bed and was caught in a tight embrace by him.

“I was asleep,” Lord said, resting his chin on her fragrant hair, his voice full of pleasure, “but the noise of someone sneaking in woke me up, and then I thought, let’s see what mischief she’s up to.”

Celia's face flushed crimson instantly. She tried to struggle, but Lord's arms were tightly wrapped around her.

"Who told you to make such a strange request!" she grumbled, feeling like a fool.

If it weren't for that strange request, she would have just given him a quick kiss already. Why would she have gone to this man's room in the middle of the night, and carefully tried not to wake him up?

“But isn’t it interesting?” Lord chuckled. “And I’ve been awake ever since you opened the door.”

Lord was indeed hoping that the elf lady would think of raiding him at night, and Celia's choice suited his wishes perfectly.

Celia fell silent, lowering her head deeply, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Lord patted her back gently and said softly, "However, I really like this surprise."

He lowered his head, found her blushing earlobe, and gently bit it, feeling the body in his arms tremble violently.

The shame of having her ear bitten by this man made her raise her small hand and angrily punch his chest. Seeing that he showed no sign of letting go, she tried to punch him a second time, but he easily grabbed her hand.

"Didn't I tell you? I'll teach you more about human love through real-world experience."

Lord smiled, lowered his head without a word, and kissed her lips, which were slightly parted in surprise.

That kiss instantly robbed Celia of all her ability to think.

Her mind went blank, and she could only passively endure the sudden kiss.

It should have been the student who took the initiative.

But that's not right either; I've already taken the initiative.
After the blank space comes a jumble of thoughts.

After a long while, Lord reluctantly released her, looking at the dazed and slightly panting elf in his arms, and smiled with satisfaction.

“This is the complete night raid,” he announced in a low voice, his tone full of pride. “From now on, you can kiss me anytime you want. You don’t need to do it while I’m asleep. I look forward to Miss Elf taking the initiative.”

Celia was panting, her watery golden eyes glaring at him, but it didn't have any power; instead, it seemed more like she was being coquettish.

"Alright, that was a great bet." Lord pulled her closer, lay back down, and pulled the blanket over them both. "Now, go to sleep. Or... what else do you want to do?"

Celia immediately buried her face in his chest and muffledly commanded, "...Sleep!"

Lord let out a pleasant laugh, contentedly embracing the now slightly warm elf lady in his arms, and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)