There’s no way someone could be so blunt.
Even though he had torn her clothes twice before, this was her first time voluntarily undressing in front of him.
She definitely felt shame.
The most she could manage was to turn her back, clumsily unbuttoning the top button with her small hands.
She secretly glanced back…
As expected, he was watching!
“Maybe you could help me undress, Prince? Doing it alone is a little embarrassing…”
She had no idea what she was thinking.
The words slipped out like a ghost possessed her, and she regretted them immediately after.
“No.”
His reply was curt.
“I want to watch you undress.”
“I see…”
This maid outfit was complicated.
After Ye Lu slipped off her school uniform, she curled up in the blanket and studied it for a long time before figuring out the correct way to put it on.
Once she wore it, the stockings wrapped tightly around her legs, and the skirt felt uncomfortably snug.
Probably those two heavy burdens on her chest were too troublesome, wasting a lot of time.
She sat on the edge of the bed, lowering her legs—those feminine, plush calves wrapped in white thigh-high stockings with suspenders.
Her fair toes lightly tapped the small leather shoes he had prepared for her.
Just as she was about to bend down and put them on herself, a shadow cast over her vision, and she caught the familiar scent of him.
“I’ll do it.”
“Okay.”
Ye Lu found it novel.
The Prince actually had this side to him.
She was more than happy about it, so she stayed still and let him take charge.
Watching him crouch down, gently cupping her small foot in his palm, and steadily slipping it into the shoe.
She held her breath.
“Prince, I really could have done it myself.”
“No need.
I find it interesting.”
“Interesting?”
Her ankle touched the hard shoe opening, and he picked up the other shoe with his other hand.
“What’s interesting about it? I was just walking barefoot on the floor, and my feet are dirty…”
Until the Prince had both her feet in the small leather shoes and stood up.
“I already told you, I don’t mind.”
Only then did Ye Lu notice his tone.
Looking at him, though still wearing that teacher’s uniform, it seemed that his time for displaying authority today was finally over.
That was probably it.
Why was he still pretending to be a teacher!
After the Prince helped her put on the shoes and stood up, Ye Lu couldn’t help but get up and look at herself in the mirror.
But the heels seemed too high, unlike her usual flats, and she still wasn’t used to them.
The moment she took a step, her ankle twisted.
Oh no!
Just as the thought flashed through her mind, her body was already tilting uncontrollably to one side.
The moment her hairs stood on end, something firmly caught her waist.
Ye Lu opened her eyes.
It was the Prince.
With one hand holding her waist, his gaze naturally fell on her face—or those two useless burdens—and he looked surprised.
“This is actually pretty cute, isn’t it? This is the girlfriend I wanted.”
He said something Ye Lu couldn’t quite grasp.
Girlfriend?
Wasn’t she his princess?
“Um… I’d like to find a mirror.”
“No.”
“I want to hug Miss Yelu.”
“Miss Yelu smells… so good. It’s a girl’s fragrance.”
His words made Ye Lu’s ears burn.
Usually, she was the one sniffing other girls’ scents and sighing in admiration.
Now, for once, she was the one being complimented?
But… this didn’t smell like a nice fragrance…
Xiao Ye had said it was the smell of cheap perfume, very pungent.
She closed her eyes, feeling the man burying his face in her hair and taking deep breaths.
She suddenly wanted to cover his nose.
In the end, what was wrong with the Prince?
He had switched back to his usual form, but…
In his usual form, wasn’t the Prince supposed to be obsessed with playing video games and fiddling with toys that little boys liked?
After all… the room’s decor was exactly that style.
Moreover, if he couldn’t see blood, even if he held her and kissed her like he had at their first meeting, he shouldn’t have felt anything.
“My heart is actually beating.”
“Can I kiss you? The current Miss Yelu is so cute it’s illegal.”
Si Ye spoke bluntly.
His hand on her waist tightened, as if his heart was truly racing.
Ye Lu was a succubus.
A succubus who wouldn’t care even if she was abused, or would even find it pleasurable.
A succubus with large breasts but no fragile heart, easy to manipulate and discard.
But for the first time, experiencing this pure love plot-like atmosphere between a leading man and woman as a girl, her heart still raced fiercely.
“You can…”
“It’s just that…”
She turned her face away, tears already glistening in her excited eyes, wet and shiny.
“I-I haven’t had any water.
My lips are a bit dry… If you use me rashly today, you might be uncomfortable.”
“My tongue… might not be very soft either…”
“If you don’t transform, Prince…”
“It’s fine.
My adorable princess, even if it’s uncomfortable, so what? As long as I love you enough, it will become comfortable.”
“Then… I’ll kiss you.”
“Mm.”
She nodded.
After agreeing, she let his force gently push her down onto the bed.
He leaned over, covering her.
Even just feeling the warmth of his body, she felt like she was about to melt.
She closed her eyes.
She voluntarily raised her wrists above her head, surrendering everything to him.
“Mm…”
Their lips pressed together.
But only for three seconds.
Before her lips had even warmed up, before their saliva had even been exchanged, he pulled away.
Ye Lu opened her eyes, confused.
Thinking that the Prince probably hadn’t felt anything, a twinge of disappointment rose in her heart.
After all…
He had explained to her last night.
Due to the special bloodline connection of the Celestial Demon race, he only felt sensation when kissing if he saw or was bound to the target’s blood.
This time, there had been no foreplay at all.
She really didn’t want to see the Prince kiss her and then wear a face of having gained nothing.
“Maybe we should—”
“It’s very comfortable.”
“Huh? Amazing! Why?!”
“Imagining that Miss Yelu is actually a work of art that belongs to me makes me want to cherish and hug you.
Especially wearing this outfit, Miss Yelu—I really like it.”
“Really! Then next time… I’ll wear this!”
“No, I won’t allow it.
There are plenty better than this.
I have to find them.”
When he got up from her, Ye Lu was reluctant.
She bit her lip and tugged at the hem of his clothes.
When he turned back, she let go, shamefully lowering her head.
“I’m hungry.”
She looked up.
“How about we finish what we started first?”