A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 26

[Vol. 3] Chapter 26: Mount Tai Pressing Down!

Amelia’s sudden kiss caught her off guard. Ifia widened her eyes in shock, her hands curled up, and she pressed her elbows against Amelia’s chest. However, it was in vain, as she was still forcefully pulled into a passionate kiss.

The intensity of the kiss was strong, and a sense of suffocation struck again. It felt like being trapped in a dense web, tightly entwined, unable to escape no matter how much she struggled. She could only despairingly lie in the web, waiting quietly for the predator’s mercy.

“Um, um… um…”

Soon, Ifia’s body began to feel weak and powerless, as if this kiss had taken away most of her strength. Unable to struggle any longer, she was kissed to the point of losing consciousness. Her dark eyes seemed to be covered with a mist, making Amelia even more infatuated. Her tongue eagerly wished to devour her completely.

However, feeling Ifia unable to breathe, Amelia could only regretfully let go. The kiss came to an end. Both Amelia and Ifia were somewhat breathless.

Ifia, already dazed by the kiss, didn’t notice Amelia’s unusual behavior at this moment. She didn’t seem at all like a drunken person, especially with those shining purple eyes. Even from below, in this vulnerable situation, they still radiated a fervent and dominant light.

It seemed as if Ifia were a little bird trapped in Amelia’s cage, unable to escape for the rest of her life.

She could only sing by her side for the rest of her life.

At first, Amelia considered Ifia merely an amusing toy, but with more interactions, she found it too hasty to define Ifia solely as a toy. It was like excavating treasures hidden deep underground.

Therefore, at some point, Ifia had already surpassed the boundaries of an interesting toy and ascended to the status of a cute pet. Amelia hoped to cherish and love her, preserving her innocence forever.

However, as the time spent gazing at Ifia grew longer, Amelia’s thoughts began to shift. She wasn’t sure if she desired to exclusively possess Ifia out of affection, but that didn’t stop her from keeping Ifia close and being unable to resist the desire to get closer to her.

So, occasionally, she sought some advantages to delight herself. Coincidentally, Ifia, this little one, always liked to play dumb and deceive herself.

Let’s see who gives in first!

Amelia’s purple eyes became profound, while Ifia, still unaware of the danger, felt an inexplicable sense of joy in her heart.

Finally done with the kiss!!!

(T_T)

She almost got kissed to death! After getting drunk, why does Amelia have such strong aftereffects!

Ifia thought she was already difficult to deal with when drunk, little did she know that there’s always someone tougher. Unlike others who playfully enjoy awkwardness when drunk, Amelia, once intoxicated, immediately transforms into a kissing maniac. And it’s that kind of shameless, tongue-wagging madness.

After coming to her senses for the second time, narrowly escaping the danger of suffocation, Amelia’s arm still wrapped around Ifia’s neck, preventing her from breaking free. She could only obediently lie in Amelia’s embrace. The intimate contact between the two involved the soft squeezing of flesh.

With each breath, there was an uncontrollable rubbing that left Ifia feeling even more powerless, her waist and limbs limp. She was almost dying in Amelia’s arms.

Realizing that she couldn’t push away Amelia with her own strength, Ifia decided to give up and stopped resisting. She just collapsed onto Amelia all at once. Hmph! Let Amelia bully her. She was ready for a Mt. Tai pressing down on her!

While being pressed down without support, Ifia’s face once again found itself amidst a tumultuous sea. However, this time, she wasn’t forcefully held down, and she could breathe freely. Yet, with the sweet scent of Amelia lingering, Ifia’s cheeks turned a shade of red, and she awkwardly raised her hand to cover her face.

This position was a bit too much.

Even though Ifia had already given her first kiss to Amelia long ago, this intense and passionate kiss was still her first time! Whether in the past or present, Ifia was an inexperienced novice in such explicit matters. Not surrendering directly was her last bit of stubbornness!

However, being kissed by Amelia didn’t make Ifia feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt a bit of joy, maybe because they were such close friends!

With their level of intimacy, why bother about such things? Next time, she decided she would return the favor in the same way!

Ifia thought it over for a moment, found a reason for herself, and then confidently began thinking about the next time. However, before Ifia could come up with any unsuitable scenarios, Amelia’s arm that was around her neck suddenly relaxed. It then hung down as if drunkenly powerless, slowly falling onto the soft bed.

Free from restraint, Ifia was momentarily stunned. Her damp, dark eyes blinked in surprise. It seemed she hadn’t expected that the situation would take a sudden turn, and she was finally no longer confined!

Ifia didn’t continue covering her face but cautiously sat up. When she fully straightened her body, she immediately confirmed that she had indeed regained her freedom. However, she was still straddling Amelia, and this position seemed quite awkward no matter how you looked at it. So, she quickly got up. Ifia wanted to quickly get out of the awkward straddling position, but she forgot that she had just been kissed and her body was limp, causing her legs to feel as weak as noodles.

With a sudden effort to stand up, the next moment, she sat back down with a thud. Ifia’s cheeks turned red. Although Amelia was currently drunk and unaware of what was happening, Ifia couldn’t stop the yellowish debris in her mind from continuously assaulting her.

Oh no, staying here any longer, she would eventually turn yellow.

To avoid the ongoing assault of yellowish thoughts, Ifia rolled to the side with a crawl, landing beside Amelia. Lying flat on the bed, Ifia felt mentally and physically exhausted, as if she had been completely drained.

Amelia was indeed a troublesome little angel!!!

Looking up at the peacefully sleeping Amelia, Ifia sighed helplessly. “Amelia, I’m leaving.”

After a soft farewell, Ifia struggled to move again. Her legs trembling, she got off the bed, rearranged the thin canopy, and then weakly pushed the door open before leaving.

Given Ifia’s current appearance, anyone passing by and witnessing this scene would likely be shocked and let their imagination run wild. Fortunately, no one saw it, and Ifia smoothly returned to her own room.

This time, she threw herself onto the bed, and amidst the emotional rollercoaster, drowsiness quickly overwhelmed her. As her consciousness gradually darkened, Ifia was still thinking that next time, she must fiercely counterattack!

……

Having enjoyed a sound sleep, when Ifia opened her eyes again, the outside had already started to sink into the evening sun. She had slept the entire afternoon…

Ifia lay on the bed and stretched lazily. As she moved, the hem of her shirt rolled up, revealing a slender and supple waist. Her overly fair skin showed faint bruises, indicating marks left by someone’s hands squeezing her waist. Although they were visible, they didn’t cause any pain. Nonchalant Ifia, feeling refreshed after a nap, completely ignored them as she quickly got out of bed.

Having slept for so long, she was hungry!

“Ifia, are you awake? Dinner is almost ready!”

Just as Ifia finished washing up, Jessica shouted loudly outside the door. Ifia put down the towel she was using to wipe her face and quickly opened the door, revealing Jessica’s smiling face. Jessica teasingly said, “Ifia, you’re quite the sleeper. The sun is about to set. Did a little angel from your dreams entangle you?”

“…There was no angel in my dream. She exists in reality,” Ifia replied, feeling helpless and unable to reveal everything. She had to change the subject.

“I just woke up when I heard you calling me. Isn’t that the unspoken understanding between friends?”

“Is it possible that I’ve been calling you several times already?” Jessica laughed as she saw Ifia’s stunned expression, not pushing further.

Indeed, it was not early anymore. It was time to hurry and have dinner!

When Ifia heard Jessica mention going to the main hall for dinner, she couldn’t help but think of Princess Sissi. Feeling annoyed, she pursed her lips and thought about saying she wasn’t going to eat! Watching Princess Sissi showering Amelia with affection made her feel so frustrated!

“Wait, I’ll go get Amelia.”

“Miss Barlen? No need. Princess Sissi sent someone to invite her, and she’s already in the main hall… I noticed you were still asleep at that time, so I didn’t wake you up. I just estimated that it was about time and called you to join for the meal.”

As Jessica spoke, Ifia’s expression darkened, making Jessica subconsciously swallow. In the end, she braved it and finished her sentence, “Okay, very well!”

Ifia angrily pursed her lips, not because Amelia didn’t call her, but because she hadn’t expected Princess Sissi to make a move so quickly!

Approaching Amelia using her status, trying to get close to her first? Hmph! Wishful thinking! As long as Ifia was there, all conspiracies and schemes would be in vain!

Ifia was almost ready to roll up her sleeves and have a showdown with Princess Sissi. Her anger flared up, and seeing Ifia in a combat stance, ready to tear apart her love rival, Jessica was left bewildered. What had happened? She hadn’t seen Ifia for just an afternoon, not a month, so why did it feel like something huge had occurred? Blame it on the annoying Austin!

Even though she had insisted she stay close due to concerns about potential accidents when they disembarked, now that they were in the palace, safety was well assured! Therefore, Jessica, feeling quite delighted during the meal, enthusiastically suggested sharing a bed with Ifia.

However, before Ifia could respond, Austin was the first to object. The reason for refusal was surprisingly that Jessica tended to kick people in her sleep, and she was concerned she might accidentally kick the delicate Ifia off the bed.

It was clear that after Austin got drunk, she clung to her like an octopus, a situation that anyone would struggle to free themselves from.

When Jessica remembered the discomfort of cohabitating with Austin after she got drunk, she even blew her a flying kiss, suggesting that if she didn’t want to sleep alone, she could bring a pillow and join her in her room at night. This instantly extinguished Jessica’s enthusiasm, and she no longer brought up the idea of sharing a bed with Ifia.

She would rather endure a sleepless night alone than share a bed with Austin again! Just the thought of her made Jessica angry. Luckily, before she could dwell on it any further, Ifia emerged from the room with a determined look, resembling a soldier ready for battle.

“Let’s go, Jessica. I’m about to start the fight!”