A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 38

[Vol. 3] Chapter 38: Is it a prop in the play?

Ifia took the initiative to approach, and her warm breath blew by, causing a tingling sensation in the ear. Originally delicate, after getting drunk, she became even more carefree.

Her hands playfully hooked around her neck, her body swaying like a puppy wagging its tail. Due to occasional loss of control from intoxication, her head moved slowly, and her lips lightly pecked the skin like a bird, leaving a sense of lingering desire.

This fueled the desire, gradually intensifying like a spreading wildfire. Amelia’s purple eyes deepened, appearing even more profound. Listening to Ifia’s drunken words, she raised her hand to gently embrace the slender waist. Her fingers, carrying unfulfilled desire, kneaded the waist, causing Ifia’s breathing to involuntarily intensify.

Occasionally, there escaped some breaths that scratched at the heart and lungs.

At the same time, Amelia was very cooperative, asking, “What is the task of being honest with each other?”

Amelia’s fingers did not exert much pressure while kneading, it seemed to have a special magic, giving off a comfortable and ethereal feeling. Ifia, enjoying the sensation, squinted her eyes and didn’t respond promptly.

Like a sunbathing kitten, lazily reluctant to move.

Amelia, who wasn’t focused on this matter from the beginning, didn’t press for answers. Instead, her fingers slowly descended. While bringing pleasure to Ifia, Amelia tilted her head to kiss her collarbone, leaving red marks. Against the backdrop of black hair and snow-white skin, the marks looked even more vivid.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly heated up. However, the system felt a chill, with its nervous program almost coming to a halt. It wanted to say, ‘You can flaunt your affection, but why drag this poor system into it?’ Is it just a prop in this play?

Moreover, the host’s original plan was to get the villainess drunk, so how did it end up being reverse-drunk so quickly? Falling for schemes so easily, maybe the host should refrain from playing conspiracies in the future. It’s just not suitable. Really not suitable!

The system was on the verge of tears, praying that the host wouldn’t self-destruct. If it were discovered by the villainess… thinking about other systems discovered by villainess in the past, none of them had a good outcome. They all met a gruesome fate.

Just indulge in desire and stop chatting!

“So ticklish~”

Compared to Ifia’s playful pecks, Amelia intensified the sensations, causing a wave of ticklishness to spread.

After getting drunk, Ifia wouldn’t obediently endure it. If she felt uncomfortable at the moment, she would make discontented noises. She released her hands that were hooked around Amelia’s neck. Without support, her body went limp like a boneless entity. Fortunately, with Amelia still holding onto her waist, she remained nestled in her embrace.

Feeling her cheek pressed against a surging wave, Ifia couldn’t help but rub and squirm, behaving like a mischievous and unreasonable cat, incessantly meowing and cooing. Such actions caused Amelia’s purple eyes to narrow, and she chuckled lightly.

The drunken Ifia was in a hazy state, like a juicy and fragrant peach that releases a sweet aroma with the slightest touch, making it irresistible to playfully tease.

Amelia’s desires at this moment were already hard to restrain, but she didn’t want to be too harsh on the intoxicated Ifia.

Therefore, she could only raise her hand to tickle her in sensitive areas. This made Ifia laugh uncontrollably, trying hard to escape but never succeeding. As a result, Ifia began to playfully roll around and resist.

Her black long hair became messy in the process, accentuating Ifia’s cuteness even more.

There’s a kind of innocent and naive beauty. The itching sensation brought tears to Ifia’s eyes. Unable to endure it any longer, she activated her chaotic and hazy brain to change the topic.

“Amelia, you’re so silly!”

“The mission of being honest with each other is just to be honest with each other!” Drunk and overwhelmed, Ifia’s little head was already in a haze, smiling foolishly.

Amelia couldn’t help but smile helplessly at the adorable and hazy appearance of the little one. She didn’t expect such an answer from the intoxicated Ifia. You really can’t bully a drunk little fool. Some things are better done in sober moments to make them more interesting. However, you can still collect some interest in advance.

Amelia didn’t pay much attention to Ifia’s drunken words, but to avoid being indifferent, she continued to engage in the conversation.

“Yes, I’m so silly.”

While speaking, Amelia looked at Ifia, who was no longer hiding, and immediately lowered her head to touch her lips. The gentle touch felt like a breeze passing by, causing the delicate body to tremble slightly.

However, the kiss, sweet and soft, made all desires explode in an instant, and self-control disappeared at this moment. Amelia, unable to contain her impatience, closed her eyes, waiting for them to open again, and this feather-like soft kiss began to change.

It became fierce, plundering, as if trying to take away all the air, making it impossible for Ifia to resist. It felt like the ground beneath her feet suddenly collapsed, and she uncontrollably descended into a free fall.

Panicking made her body tense, and she whimpered, her spine straightening with the sound. However, it was in vain. She was the one being controlled and couldn’t determine when it would end. When it finally stopped, Ifia’s black eyes were watery. Due to difficulty breathing, she struggled to catch her breath. Annoyed, she raised her hand to her chest, unwilling to let Amelia continue.

Amelia was happy to give the little one a break. Even in a drunken state, Ifia still understood the difference between discomfort and pleasure. After the intense kissing experience that felt like suffocation, she began to resist.

Her Amelia wouldn’t be so ruthless! This was the bad side of Amelia!

“Hate you, Amelia!”

Ifia’s struggle was like a mantis trying to shake a tree. Amelia simply raised her hand, restraining her in her arms and stopping her movements. However, Ifia’s drunken, rosy face showed clear signs of displeasure.

Realizing that she had upset Ifia, Amelia had to restrain her surging desires. She lifted her hand and embraced the soft and delicate Ifia, feeling that she had indeed caused trouble for herself.

Can’t hit, can’t scold, and can’t force. So, she could only endure it.

However, demonic desires are more ferocious than those of humans, and enduring is not an easy task. Nevertheless, Amelia becoming the Demon Lord wasn’t just an empty title. Compared to other demons who couldn’t control their desires, her level of restraint was high, and she still handled it with ease.

Having some room to spare, she shifted her attention back to the previous topic and wanted to know the details of the little one’s task.

“How do you plan to complete the ‘be honest with each other’ task?”

Upon hearing Amelia mention the task, Ifia, who had been humming and whining, suddenly paused. Then, in a hazy manner, she recalled that she indeed needed to accomplish a task. This realization made her sit up straight.

Her black eyes were filled with a dazed expression, as if contemplating something.

“I need to remove the restraints, and then…”

After a moment, as if recalling something, she finally took action.

However, it seemed like she only thought of the first step, and when it came time for the second step, she got stuck. Ifia struggled to recall the details of the task. Soon, due to the difficulty of remembering, she tilted her head in confusion, hesitating without taking any action.

However, this state didn’t last long. Eventually, she remembered! Her eyes lit up, and Ifia effortlessly pushed Amelia down, then unceremoniously sat on her.

With a triumphant expression on her cute face, Ifia, with her intoxicated and hazy eyes resembling black gems in a stream, shining with scattered lights, boldly reached out and held Amelia’s hand.

After interlocking their fingers, Ifia’s smile became even brighter as she leaned in closer to Amelia’s ear.

With a soft voice, she said, “Hehe, I want… I want Amelia to only look at me!”