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

All she could do was give him a quick, reproachful look.

But Ella was unaware that at that moment, her face was flushed, her eyes were moist, and she exuded boundless charm.

The reproachful look from the mature and charming older sister was not a deterrent to the hot-blooded young man, but rather an encouragement.

"Please continue."

There was a hint of apology in Ella's voice.

She seemed to feel guilty for interrupting the tea party.

Although the other witches were still somewhat confused, they all ignored this little incident.

As long as they don't encounter danger during the meeting or expose the identities of other witches, they can accept this little incident caused by their "pets".

That is to say, they cannot see each other's faces.

Otherwise, Ella's appearance at this moment would not have been able to hide it from others at all.

At this moment, she bit her lip, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to be spreading.

Clearly, she was just putting on a brave face.

The physical touch drew all her attention away.

She could hear the witches' voices, but she couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

She recognized each word individually, but when put together, she knew nothing at all.

Until the figures of the witches gradually disappeared, until the tea party ended.

Ella finally went completely limp.

The suppressed sounds in his throat finally found an outlet.

She lay limply on the sofa, leaning back, her delicate and weak appearance making her even more alluring.

Xia Ya turned to the side, supporting himself with one hand on his side, looking down at her.

Then raise your other hand.

"See? I told you you actually like it."

Ella's face turned completely red, and she turned her head away, extremely embarrassed.

"Just now... someone was watching."

"They can't see me, and they can't see you."

Char smiled.

He leaned down and whispered in Ella's ear.

"Auntie Ai, I want to..."

The low murmurs were so faint that only Ella could hear them.

I thought it was embarrassing enough, but I never expected him to make such an outrageous request!?

Ella's already flushed face turned even redder.

In front of her deceased husband?

What kind of requirement is this?!

Xia smiled, his magnetic voice low and alluring.

“He definitely wants you to be happy. Before, you could only support yourself, but now you have me.”

“If we let him witness your happiness with his own eyes, he will feel at ease.”

Ella gripped her skirt tightly, her eyes growing increasingly unfocused.

A soft moan escaped his throat involuntarily.

"Hmm~"

Looking at the boy she liked in front of her, her heart suddenly trembled twice.

Char stared at Ella's increasingly listless eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw what he wanted to see.

The smile in his eyes deepened.

"What do you think?"

Her thoughts...

Ella could hear her heart pounding.

but……

She suddenly pushed Xia away.

He bent over and lay face down on the sofa, avoiding Xia's gaze.

"Do not……"

Although what he said seemed to make a lot of sense.

But Ella is still a bit thin-skinned.

During this period of practice, some things can be practiced, but some things cannot.

Clearly, she still couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart.

Although she knew perfectly well that she was only doing it to repay a debt of gratitude, she still did it in front of her deceased husband...

That's impossible!

Char was suddenly pushed away, and then he heard Ella's embarrassed and angry voice.

"You go!"

Although she didn't look up, Xia could imagine her expression at that moment.

He chuckled, but before he could speak, he was once again fiercely chased away by the alluring witch.

"I told you to leave!"

Char shrugged.

Okay, but we can't bully people too much.

Ella felt the sofa behind her bounce slightly.

It seemed as if the weight pressing down on it had disappeared.

Her embarrassment and anger seemed to subside a little, and she couldn't help but prick up her ears.

It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, yet I still feel a sense of emptiness.

She heard the door open, and then it closed.

The room fell completely silent.

Ella remained motionless, silently recovering her strength.

The heat on my face hadn't subsided; I felt a mix of disappointment and relief.

It was already dusk when Char stood on the campus.

The sky was ablaze with brilliant fiery clouds; it was beautiful.

But Char's mood isn't so good right now.

Sigh, there's still no way to go back.

Nia hasn't sent him any messages yet, so it's clear he can't go home.

Meanwhile, Ella had just kicked herself out.

But more than the melancholy of being homeless, Char was worried.

Although Nia didn't explicitly say what it was about, he probably had a vague guess.

Perhaps it's Nia's aunt, that ascetic director, who's back?

Only her appearance could make Nia feel as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

After all, although she usually seems a bit naive, the last time I saw her looking nervous and wary was when the headmaster visited my home.

The only person he could think of who could make the seemingly naive but actually cunning elven princess so nervous and wary was someone other than the headmistress.

Char stood by the lake, where the fiery clouds were reflected in the water, merging with the clouds on the horizon.

But in the next instant, the world before his eyes turned into darkness.

A soft hand covered Xia's eyes, and a delicate fragrance wafted from behind him.

The elastic material pressed against my back, and the soft yet heavy pressure came instantly.

I could hear soft breathing nearby.

A captivating, magnetic voice, low and with a hint of playful teasing.

"Guess who I am?"

Her unique fragrance, alluring voice, and the imposing presence of her height and voluptuous figure made her identity obvious.