The Devil Inside

The black light is diffuse.

Viola raised her hand and a beam of magic penetrated Selina's body. The violent energy collided in her body.

Her body disintegrated into ash and was knocked to the ground by fine raindrops.

"You are worthy of being Sister Viola."

Leila was convinced.

She judged that even if she summoned the holy sword, she would not be able to deal with the seven black knights so easily.

If nothing else, they are really well equipped.

Otherwise, why do we say that spellcasters are more noble? They have a rich arsenal of weapons and their spells are all magical in their own way, unlike swordsmen who can only chop with swords, which is extremely inefficient.

"ended."

Viola stretched out two fingers and drew two circles in the air, opening the virtual world passage to the secret port.

"Go back, it's raining."

Leila leaped into the passage and returned first.

Han Solo followed closely behind, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone. He turned around and saw Viola smiling mysteriously. She didn't say anything, just looked at him.

I have to say that Viola's eyes are very beautiful. There seem to be countless sweet words hidden in her emerald green pupils. Just looking at them will make you intoxicated.

Even Han Solo couldn't withstand her stare.

He asked, "What are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it. Don't look at me like that."

"Don't you like me looking at you?"

"To be exact, it's pretty annoying."

"Hmph. There are probably more men who want me to look at them like this than there are fools in Arendelle."

Viola showed displeasure and disdain.

Immediately, she smiled again and asked, "Can you guess the question just now?"

Han Solo frowned, "What's the problem?"

"Do you really need me to say it again? What kind of shame challenge is this? Okay, okay, maybe it's your hobby to make beautiful girls say dirty words. Ahem."

Viola cleared her throat affectatiously.

She said again: "Mr. Han, what color underwear do you think I am wearing today?"

no.

You really mean it, sister.

Han Solo was shocked. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer: "It's not black, nor red, nor green. So it's white?"

Viola shook her head: "If I had cast 'Night Myth', you would have been punished by now.'

"Hmm-Isn't it a pure color, but more than two colors?"

"Stupid man, do you want to confirm it?"

Viola lifted her skirt slightly.

Han Solo took a step back and took a defensive stance. "Isn't this bad?"

"It's okay. I allow it. But I'm shy if you ask me to take the initiative, so please get down on the ground, crawl under my skirt, and check it with your own eyes. That way, I'll feel better."

"" ..——·You are such a psychopath, go away!"

Han Solo would never do such an obscene thing!

Without saying a word, he walked towards the empty passage in front of him.

only-

Viola took his hand and helped him confirm: “The answer is already in your hand, Mr. Han.”

Han Solo didn't look back.

It is true that hands cannot perceive colors, but they can perceive existence and non-existence.

Viola, backtesting in mind.

Her question was a trap; the point was not what color it was, but whether it existed.

"how is it going?"

Viola put her hands on Han Solo’s shoulders, dribbled the ball, and leaned close to his ear: “Do you understand now?

Um? "

Han Solo sighed, "Viola, please be a little reserved!"

Where is the shadow of nobility?

Obscene shadow!

Chapter 182 #181 Something went wrong

"So slow! What are you doing?"

After passing through the virtual world channel, in just a moment, Han Solo arrived at the dark, damp and cold secret port, and heard Leila's complaints.

He glanced at Leila, who had her hands on her hips, and twirled his fingers.

It feels dirty.

And it's weird.

What kind of existence is Viola? Her actions just now were extremely terrifying even in another world. This woman is not ordinary.

It is unreasonable to say that she is a dissolute and casual person.

Viola Ashford's appearance was there, and if she was willing to sell her body, her previous situation would not have been so difficult.

I was chatting with Monica earlier and asked her what she thought of her four disciples.

Monica didn't care much about the other three, but praised Viola, saying that she was "self-controlled, resolute, self-loving and strong."

Although I didn't have much contact with Viola.

But the impression she gave to Han Solo was much the same.

But how do you explain the behavior just now?

Is she the kind of two-faced person who strictly distinguishes between people and becomes more enthusiastic if someone gets her approval?

It’s hard to understand!

Another person walked out of the void passage, it was Viola.

She looked at Lyra and Han Solo and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you standing there like an idiot?"

Han Solo came back to his senses and smiled: "Ask her!"

It was obvious that Viola had no idea what they had been talking about.

Leila didn't care much, as long as it was here, "Let's go, let's go find the big tiger."

She took the lead and walked in front.

Han Solo's mood was not as calm as hers. He glanced sideways, looking at the tall and slim blonde girl who was half a head shorter than him.

Viola looked calm.

As if nothing had happened, a hint of doubt appeared in her green eyes, and she looked at Han Solo: "What are you looking at?"

"..—Why are you so calm."

"Should I be alarmed?" Viola said seriously, "I don't seem to have done anything special."

no.

Isn't that special?

Han Solo didn't know what to say, so he thought about it and decided to give it up.

There is no benefit in digging into the root of the problem.

It’s better to treat it as a dream and forget it!

Viola saw that he was silent, and suddenly whispered: "How do you feel?"

Han Solo became alert: "What?"

"I mean - how does it feel? I touch it sometimes, and the warm feeling is very comfortable. Also, your fingers are a little rough, so they are quite stimulating."

Han Solo was shocked.

He stopped and looked at Viola in disbelief, totally not understanding what she had just said.

No.

It’s not that I don’t understand, but it’s hard to accept.

How can a person speak such rude language so brazenly? Is this really audible? My ear canal is rotting.

He couldn't figure out Viola's mind, so after thinking about it, he just said bluntly: "Stop, Viola------stop. I don't know if what you are expressing is the same as what I am thinking. Can you tell me what that 'it' refers to, the touch, what kind of touch is it?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer. You know exactly what happened to you just now."

Viola's face became solemn and righteous.

Han Solo didn't even know what she was pretending to be.

Isn’t it, sister? It’s so wild.

Han Solo crossed his arms over his chest, thinking that Viola might be the kind of cat with a bad heart. If you pay attention to her, she will find it boring, but if you ignore her, she will be excited.

There is no other way to deal with such an enemy.

Only high quality can defeat the enemy. Han Solo looked like a Buddha and said in a clear voice: "I didn't expect you to be so vulgar. It was really beyond my expectation. So in terms of touch, I didn't feel it deeply. Now thinking back, it feels very slippery. This is very reasonable. It is the natural reaction of the body. You must have been very emotional at that time, so you secreted biological lubricant."

Viola stopped and looked at Han Solo in disbelief.

no-

What is this man analyzing so seriously?

She needed to admit that her previous actions were indeed a bit bold.

This was not her original intention, and she had not thought of this beforehand. It was just because of the atmosphere that she did it subconsciously, and she was a little panicked at first.

Seeing that Han Solo remained unmoved and acted like a gentleman without saying a word, she was somewhat relieved.

What followed was dissatisfaction.

what's the situation?

There is no reaction at all. Doesn’t it mean that he has no interest in me at all?

Or...

Han Solo has a high emotional intelligence. He knows that he is not sincere and it is more like an impulse, so he pretends that nothing happened to avoid the atmosphere becoming awkward?

No matter what, the unhappiness in my heart is real.

Therefore, Viola plans to tease him again to see how Han Solo reacts.

She saw the reaction.

And then... I felt even more upset!

What's with this pretentious attitude? Are you doing academic discussion over there?

What biological lubricant? The body's natural reaction. That's not what she wants to hear! Even if Han Solo giggled and tried to please her like a goblin, it would still be better than now!

Viola snorted coldly and said, “I don’t understand what you are talking about. Mr. Han, are you hallucinating because you have been single for too long? You haven’t encountered anything before.”

"Then what are you asking?"

I ha!

Viola inhaled through her nose and raised her hands. "Okay, I was hallucinating. Let's end this topic. I won't mention it again, and you won't get a second chance, okay?"

no problem.