They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

She carefully got out of bed, and when she reached the door, she looked back once more.

Nia lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her sleeping face serene.

Violet tiptoed out of the house and closed the door behind her.

White Silk Ice Cream was barefoot, and her footsteps on the carpet made no sound.

Violet tiptoed past Char's room, but suddenly stopped.

Her delicate hand landed on the doorknob, and just as she was about to try to open the door, it opened instead.

The door is unlocked?

Violet was slightly taken aback, then overjoyed.

It really is heaven's help!

"Your Highness, what brings you here?"

A voice suddenly appeared behind her, and Violet froze instantly.

Violet mechanically turned her head and saw Char behind her, feeling a slight sense of relief.

Char was holding a glass of warm water, looking down at the silver-haired princess in front of him.

I just got up to get a drink of water, and then I saw someone barefoot trying to sneak into my room?

Violet raised her head, glanced at Char discreetly, and then quickly looked down again.

My face feels a bit hot.

A wave of shame washed over me.

She didn't know why, but she just came out as if possessed.

But since she was already there and had met the person in question, she naturally had to show the demeanor befitting a princess!

Then Char saw Violet suddenly change from feeling guilty to being calm. She glanced at him arrogantly, then pushed open the door and went inside.

It's even more inexplicable, isn't it?

Violet sat down on the bed with an air of nobility and elegance, her white-stockinged legs crossed, and she slightly raised her chin to look at Xia.

Maintaining the princess's dignity, that's right, it's about having the spirit!

She cheered herself up in her heart.

But when she actually looked at Xia Ya and met his gaze, she instantly became a coward.

Her gaze quickly shifted away, and the aura she had painstakingly cultivated vanished instantly.

Like a deflated balloon.

It was night, and there was no wind.

In the dimly lit room, the nightlight emitted a soft glow, making everything visible yet shrouding everything in a hazy filter.

Violet's red lips were slightly pursed, her waist was slightly bent, and her large breasts hung heavily.

White-stockinged little feet rubbed against the ground, swaying gently in small movements.

Her toes touched the ground, but her heels couldn't touch it, just like her heart, suspended in the air, swaying and restless.

She couldn't quite see Xia's expression, which made her even more nervous.

She looked so timid and submissive, as obedient as a wronged little wife.

Xia Ya watched all this and found it quite amusing.

He slowly took a sip of warm water, his gaze fixed on Violet, waiting quietly for her to speak.

He barged in by himself, and then just sat on my bed without saying a word?

And still looks like this.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were the intruder.

Although Char didn't ask any more questions, the more he did, the more uncertain Violet felt.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely, and the air pressure seemed to drop in the tranquil atmosphere.

She grew increasingly nervous, and her palms even began to sweat, becoming damp.

"What exactly do you want from me?"

After finishing his water, Xia asked again.

It's also the last time.

If there's still no answer this time...

Um... this... um...

Violet pondered the words in her mind.

There seems to be a vague idea in my mind, but I can't quite make it out.

When faced with Char's question again, Violet hesitated for a long time but said nothing.

She gripped the sheet tightly with her delicate hands, pursed her red lips, and didn't utter a sound.

Xia raised an eyebrow slightly.

Finally, I put the water glass down.

"Crack."

The porcelain cup fell onto the bedside table with a soft sound.

In the quiet room, even such a subtle sound seemed abrupt.

Violet felt even more guilty.

She swallowed hard.

But at this moment, she appeared to be sitting on the bed with a cold and indifferent face, her posture elegant and dignified, not even looking at Xia Ya.

It was as if she were the one who owned the place.

Char stepped forward.

Trying to act aloof?

That's not allowed.

Violet's heart skipped a beat when she heard footsteps.

She finally raised her head and looked at Xia.

You can even hear your own heartbeat.

She suddenly felt like saying something.

It seems that if we don't speak up now, we won't have another chance.

But by then it was too late.

Char was determined to give this princess, who had suddenly barged in, a little shock and show her who the master of this place was.

The moment Violet looked up, she saw Char approaching.

She grew increasingly nervous and subconsciously took a step back.

He braced himself on the bed with his arms and leaned back slightly.

Overwhelmed by intense anxiety, she finally spoke up.

"You can't... Waaaaah..."

The rebuking voice was completely silenced before it could even finish.

She was originally silent, but now her red lips were sealed, and she couldn't speak at all.

Violet instinctively reached out, seemingly wanting to push him away.

But she forgot that she was leaning back and needed her hands to support herself.

It wasn't until the feeling of weightlessness hit that she realized she was doomed.

But his hand had already swiftly hooked around Xia's neck, and he had put all his weight on Xia's body.

Soon, her body went limp and she could only lie there softly against him.

Caught off guard, I couldn't control the speed of my heartbeat.

They even couldn't help but actively steal breath, like a drowning person grabbing onto driftwood.

When she was finally able to breathe freely, Violet's body heaved violently, her body surging like waves.

Her eyes were open, glazed over, and watery.

It seemed as if it was looking at the person in front of it, yet it also seemed as if it wasn't.

Her alluring charm is beautiful.

Xia reached out and touched her face; her skin was as smooth as a peeled egg.

"Your Highness, I would like to have a more in-depth conversation with you..."