My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Then, I heard Chris's next sentence.

"I don't know... what constitutes love."

She let go of his hand and looked at Wayne's face.

"Before, I never even thought about what it would be like to date someone in the future..."

Her tone was inexplicably melancholy.

"Sometimes when I see some sweet couples, as a single person, I feel more confused than envious or jealous."

Wayne didn't say anything, he just lay down on his side and quietly held her.

"Can you really experience pleasure from that kind of thing?"

She seemed to be asking Wayne, but also seemed to be asking herself.

It's less about "loving" this person and more about getting used to having him by your side.

Therefore, I felt that living like this indefinitely might not be bad.

Wayne said, "I can understand."

"My heart leaps with joy whenever I see him every day."

"I want to talk to you, I want to hold your hand, I want to kiss you, I want to do more and more of these things... No amount of time is ever enough."

He gently touched her features, which seemed to be without any flaws.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and then ears.

Would you like to see me?

Chris thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "Sometimes."

"for example?"

"For example, I hope you hold an umbrella for me when it rains, I hope you serve me soup when we eat, and I hope you carry my bag when we go out..."

Wayne's face darkened. "That's enough."

This is simply because there's a need for such a person to exist!

Chris chuckled lightly, "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

He gave a muffled "hmm".

"I'm sorry," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I'll try to love you even more."

Chapter 169 Accidents always happen quickly

—I want to be loved, and I also want to love others.

Feeling Chris's gentle kisses, Wayne felt as if he were immersed in a wonderful dream.

All he knew was that he didn't want to think about anything else right now, nor did he want to wake up from this dream.

Its origins are unknown, yet it goes on and on.

Chris had just released him when Wayne pinned her down again.

"I can't like Tasia..." she murmured.

“No,” Wayne said.

"You can't abandon me..."

"Will not."

"You must always love me..."

"I will always, always love you..."

He answered these questions entirely on instinct.

Wayne felt like he was about to lose his mind.

It's so hot... extremely hot...

He took off his shirt, revealing his bare upper body.

Then, he grabbed Chris's hand...

He could feel her trembling slightly.

It seemed as if it was trying its best to hold back from being pulled away.

However, at this very moment—

"Chris! Why aren't you responding when I call you?!"

The tightly closed door was suddenly opened.

On the sofa, a girl lay sprawled, her clothes disheveled, her eyes gazing at the water.

On her, the boy, who was sitting loosely on her back, had his upper body hunched over, completely naked.

The two were in a very indecent position, intimately touching.

All the sights were witnessed by Mrs. Ashville and her maids...

I saw everything.

The people at the door all looked astonished.

Chris froze for a second, then immediately withdrew her hand from that strange spot and covered her eyes tightly.

It was as if this extremely embarrassing scene wouldn't exist if they hadn't seen it.

"You...get out of here!"

Her voice was trembling with tears.

Wayne was completely numb, remaining sprawled on top of Chris in an indecent position, not daring to move an inch.

A loud "bang!"

The door was closed from the outside.

Wayne breathed a huge sigh of relief and glanced down at his body.

The usually arrogant Miss Chris was now covering her eyes, shrinking her head, and trying her best to be a quail.

Outside.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Ashville glanced at the maids around her.

"I don't want this to be heard about outside," she said slowly.

The maids immediately swore on the spot, "We swear to God that we will never tell anyone about this."

Seeing the maids' response, Ashville nodded.

……

That evening, Wayne ate dinner under very difficult conditions.

Hmm... Chris is even worse than him; she's practically turned into a rice-eating machine that just buries its head in the bowl.

You couldn't tell anything from the Duke of Elliott's face.

However, with Mrs. Ashville watching him with a smile, Wayne's movements became somewhat distorted, even when he put the food into his mouth.

After he finished the food on his plate and wiped his mouth with a towel, Ashville finally spoke.

“Wayne,” she said meaningfully, “young man, you should learn to be more moderate.”

Wayne looked slightly embarrassed and nodded in agreement.

He was also very remorseful, realizing that he had forgotten to lock the door when he closed it, which was really wrong of him.

Even being knocked on the door and suspected is better than being caught red-handed...

The main thing is, he didn't actually intend to do anything in the first place, but then...

She was completely immersed in Chris's tenderness.

“You’ve all grown up now, and you’re not like you used to be.”

Ashville only hinted at it briefly before changing the subject. "Chris, come to my room later, I have something to tell you."

“…I understand.” Chris didn’t dare to look up the whole time.

After finishing his meal without tasting anything, Wayne didn't dare to linger in front of his parents any longer, so he quietly returned to his study.

I haven't finished my homework yet.

He sighed and took out Chris's homework as well.

Another day of hard work and struggle.

The legal marriage age in the Kingdom of Saint Loens is eighteen years or older.

So even in the academy, one would occasionally hear of nobles who were about to graduate getting married through arranged marriages.

From this perspective, the entire process of studying at the academy is like a grand matchmaking banquet among nobles.

After all, the ways people communicate in this world are not yet well-developed. If you don't find someone you like in the academy, it will be very difficult to find someone like that in the future.

However, for families that dote on their children, they generally don't let them get married so early. Instead, they hold an engagement ceremony first and then consider having a wedding when the children are over twenty years old.

It must be said that compared to the common situation in later generations where being single until the age of thirty is prevalent, the average age of marriage is generally lower in this world.

In the future, I'll probably marry Chris, right?

Duke Elliott must have had this in mind when he adopted him.

His powerful magical abilities are exactly what Chris needs.

But what about Miss Ge Li...?

Wayne was somewhat troubled.

Minister Franz must be made to completely abandon the idea of ​​using the Gothic family for a family marriage. Otherwise, even if he gives up the idea of ​​getting closer to the royal family, it is hard to guarantee that he will not one day feel that another family can bring him more.

If Franz hadn't been Goethe's father, perhaps he could have used some underhanded methods.

But if he is...

Although I don't have a very good impression of him, I'll still show him a little respect.

Ge Li's father, isn't that also my father?

Let's go see her again tonight.

Do nothing.

I just took a quick peek.

……

Weiye.

Wayne once again went to the city guard with practiced ease.

After yet another incident of his own meddling, Bulwer should be coming to his senses by now.

The note I left him again was a blatant signal—

I know you're the mole.

Hmph, this guy is probably panicking.

Just stay obediently at the city guard headquarters and wait for me to come to you.

Come to think of it, how could someone who spends all day scheming to fleece Chris and Geli possibly earn more than someone who goes out and double-crosses them?

The city guard headquarters building remained dark.

Only the faint moonlight spilled from the treetops onto the ground and from the windows onto the walls.

Wayne... oh no, it's now Echoes.

He walked in the empty passageway, making no attempt to conceal his footsteps, which echoed very clearly.