Chapter 89: The “Little Game” Between the Two of Them

While the two were having breakfast in the dining room, the maids didn’t dare to look up.

Because the first thing they saw was a clear row of bite marks on the Princess’s neck, and the bite marks on the Saint Lady’s neck were even deeper.

Vian, sitting across the table, looked at one then the other, her expression incredibly vivid.

Lisa calmly drank her tea as if she saw nothing.

“Hey, hey, did you two fight last night?” Vian finally couldn’t help asking.

“Mm.” Kiz spread jam on her bread with a straight face.

“It was quite intense.” Elia picked up her teacup and said.

Vian’s eyes shifted back and forth between the wounds on their necks.

“Mm-hmm… looks like it was really intense…”

Lisa forcibly turned Vian’s head around and said, “Eat properly, don’t stare.”

“B-but…”

“Eat.”

Vian pouted, lowered her head, and started poking at the fried egg on her plate.

But she still couldn’t help sneaking a peek… At that moment, the Saint Lady was reaching for the salt shaker on the table, and her sleeve slipped down, revealing a series of red scratch marks on her forearm… This made Vian’s eyes widen even more.

Kiz silently pushed the salt shaker over, and in the same motion took Elia’s hand and pulled her sleeve down.

Then she shot Vian a look—so cold it was frightening—that made Vian immediately lower her head and focus on poking her egg.

Meanwhile, under the dining table, Kiz’s foot slipped out of her slipper and slowly crawled up Elia’s calf.

Elia’s chopsticks paused, but she didn’t dodge, allowing Kiz’s toes to rub against the inside of her knee again and again… She even calmly picked up a piece of fish and chewed it carefully.

And the more she acted like that, the more Kiz wanted to see her lose control. Her foot slid from knee to thigh, her toes hooking the hem of Elia’s skirt and slowly lifting it up.

The next moment, Elia set down her chopsticks, reached under the table, grabbed Kiz’s ankle, and dug her nails into the soft flesh on the inside of Kiz’s ankle.

The force wasn’t strong, but it was enough to make Kiz feel pain.

Kiz’s expression finally changed a little.

Her brow furrowed slightly, but the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

The two stared at each other like that…

One expressionless, the other smiling dangerously.

“The fish is good today,” Elia said in a somewhat monotone voice.

“Yeah, it’s really tender,” Kiz nodded.

At that moment, Vian finally couldn’t take it anymore. She quickly stood up and said, “I’m full!” Then she ran out of the dining room.

Lisa sighed and said, “You scared her.”

After saying that, she followed Vian out.

Then the scene cut back to the dining table… Kiz pulled her foot back from Elia’s hand and looked down at the shallow crescent-shaped mark on her ankle.

She even reached out and lightly touched it, smiling as she said, “Not bad~”

“You’ve been getting better at flirting lately. Who taught you?” Elia asked.

“From you, of course~” Kiz stretched her foot back onto Elia’s leg. “Didn’t you used to touch me with your foot all the time?”

Elia looked down at that fair little foot. The black nail polish on the toes was exactly the same as on her own fingers.

“So, do you remember how I touched you back then?”

“I remember, so now it’s my turn.” Kiz wiggled her toes, hooking them onto Elia’s skirt hem.

Elia grabbed her ankle and bit the inside of her ankle.

This made Kiz gasp in pain.

Elia let go and looked at the bite mark, saying, “This is mine too.”

After pulling her foot back, Kiz thought carefully and then suddenly asked, “So how many marks have I left on you?”

“Two on my neck… one on my finger… oh right, on my waist too.” She lifted the hem of her clothes, revealing a few faint red marks on her waist.

“Not enough.” Kiz stood up, walked around the table to Elia, bent down, and bit her shoulder. “Now here too.”

“Are you drawing a map?” Elia asked helplessly.

“That’s right, every inch of you is mine,” Kiz said assertively.

“And what about you?” Elia grabbed her hand and forcibly pulled her into her arms. “How many of my marks are on you?”

These words made Kiz freeze for a moment.

Elia’s fingers traced the bite mark on her neck… traced the scratch marks on her wrist… finally stopping over her heart, softly saying, “There’s one here too, right?”

Kiz looked down at that hand and asked quietly, “When did it appear?”

“From the very first day, from the day I bit you.”

Kiz’s eyes suddenly reddened.

She didn’t know why she was crying. She had been smiling just now, been so happy… But the tears wouldn’t stop falling.

Elia reached out and wiped the tears from her face, asking, “Why are you crying?”

“I don’t know… I just want to cry…” Kiz buried her face in Elia’s shoulder.

After crying softly for a long time, Kiz finally lifted her head and asked another question, “Hey, Elia, if one day I’m not here anymore, what will you do?”

“Then I’ll go find you. No matter where you go, I’ll find you.”

“And if you can’t find me?”

“I’ll keep searching… until I do.”

“Mm-hmm… me too… If you disappear, I’ll turn this world upside down.”

In the afternoon, Elia was in the study reading.

Well, trying to read, because Kiz was sitting beside her, sometimes squeezing her hand, sometimes poking her waist, and then she rested her head on Elia’s lap.

“Stop it.” Elia turned a page and said.

“I just want to stay by your side.” Kiz blinked.

“Then stay properly, don’t cause trouble.”

“Okay.”

Next, Kiz really became a good girl and stopped teasing her… but before long, her hands started wandering again.

“Hey hey, didn’t you promise not to cause trouble?”

“I’m not causing trouble.” Kiz’s finger drew circles in her palm.

Elia sighed, held her hand, and asked, “Had enough fun?”

“No.” Kiz pulled her hand free, brought Elia’s finger to her mouth, and then opened her mouth to suck on her index finger.

This made Elia tremble all over, and she exclaimed, “Kiz!”

Kiz, with her finger still in her mouth, mumbled indistinctly, “It’s sweet~”

“You—”

Elia was about to lose her temper, but Kiz looked at her with a triumphant face and said, “I really didn’t cause trouble~ I was just playing~”

Hearing this, Elia took a deep breath.

This girl was definitely doing it on purpose. She knew Elia’s hands were sensitive, knew it would make her go weak all over.

“You’ve learned to be bad.”

“Learned from you~” Then Kiz sucked on her middle finger.

Elia, leaning back in the chair, felt the strength in her body being drained away bit by bit… Kiz bit all ten of her fingers one by one.

“Okay, I’m satisfied.” The Little Princess finally let go of Elia’s hand.

Elia looked at her fingers, all covered in bite marks, and suddenly smiled wickedly. She then reached out, pulled Kiz over, and made her bend over the desk.

“What are you going to do!” Kiz struggled and asked.

“Play with you~” Elia pressed one hand on her lower back, and with the other lifted her skirt.

“Y-you…”

Elia’s nails slowly crawled up from her calf… Every place they passed, Kiz’s body would tremble.

After doing this for a while, Kiz cried out, “Enough! Enough, Elia! Stop! I can’t take it anymore!”

Elia stopped her hand and looked down at her. She saw that from the back of her thighs to her knees, the Little Princess was covered in red scratch marks.

Her face was so red it seemed ready to drip blood, yet there was something burning in her eyes.

“Using a perverted method to mess with me again, ha… ha…”

The next second, Kiz suddenly reached out and pulled her down, causing the two of them to fall onto the sofa together.

Then, Kiz straddled her and looked down at her from above.

“Then, let’s see today who’s more perverted.”