A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 13
[Vol. 4] Chapter 13: Want to Play?
After Ifia eagerly agreed, she saw Amelia raise her hand, supporting her chin while looking at her.
Amelia’s purple eyes carried a hint of cunning, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved, making Ifia belatedly realize that her tone was overly excited, making it sound unusual.
Ahem!
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She was just doing it to complete the mission, not trying to be flirtatious!
So, with a hint of awkwardness, Ifia forcefully justified herself, “Since we got off the ship, it’s been a while since we slept together.”
After saying that, she forcefully changed the topic, attempting to divert attention.
“Amelia, lately, my sleeping posture has been bad… If I disturb you at night, just throw me under the bed.”
Having prepared a reason to sneakily approach for a nighttime attack, Ifia secretly praised her own cleverness.
However, in Amelia’s eyes, this kind of cleverness was like covering one’s ears while stealing a bell. Ifia’s cute, mischievous eyes darted around, revealing her thoughts clearly.
It was obvious that she wanted to launch a sudden attack at night. This made Amelia shake her head helplessly, wondering when Ifia would come at her openly.
Such a stubborn little fool.
“Throwing you under the bed is too rude. Don’t worry, I have a special method to deal with it.”
“Special method…?”
Ifia thought she had the perfect plan by coming up with a reason to pounce on Amelia and leave a mark, then blaming it all on her own restless sleep. However, Amelia’s unexpected response gave Ifia a bad feeling.
“Hush, it’s a secret~”
Facing Ifia’s puzzled gaze, Amelia raised her hand, placing a finger on her lips, signaling to keep it confidential. Now, Ifia became even more curious!
However, Amelia remained steadfast in keeping the secret this time, and Ifia’s attempts to coax and roll around didn’t pry the information out of her.
It wasn’t until the carriage returned to Amelia’s private residence, and the two got off the carriage. Amelia, who needed to continue working, mentioned that she had the maids prepare some desserts in the study.
Did Ifia want to join her?
In response, Ifia gave a tsundere humph, declaring that she wouldn’t play with someone who kept secrets!
Breaking up for an hour!
Unfortunately, Ifia’s strategic withdrawal tactic failed. After being rejected, Amelia just smiled, patted her head lightly, and then decisively turned and walked into the study, leaving Ifia behind with a deep sense of resentment.
Ah, using this move always worked in the past, never failed. Frustrated Ifia turned her indignation into appetite.
Since she hadn’t had a chance to eat anything at Lady Chekov’s tea party, Ifia greeted Chef Jeff in the kitchen and rolled up her sleeves to wash her hands.
She was ready to prepare a sumptuous dinner. Tonight was the thrilling moment for her to play the flower thief, but for now, she wanted to relax Amelia’s guard with delicious food.
Wait a minute, she only intended to complete the system’s “symbol of friendship” task, not commit a crime.
She felt her thoughts were a bit dangerous.
While handling the ingredients, Ifia tried to straighten out her mindset, reminding herself that she was just a worker completing a task. Stay calm!
So, tonight, as she sneakily removed Amelia’s clothes, the question was whether to kiss the left or right side first. Amelia’s heaving bosom was a sight to behold, like the God’s most perfect masterpiece.
Even though Ifia had only seen it once in the Dark Forest Lake of Taric Kingdom, that perfectly proportioned figure was etched deep in her memory, especially when the silver hair cascaded down, concealing the red tassels on her chest in a tantalizing manner.
As if tempting, she parted the strands of hair, revealing the true appearance of Mount Lu. Suddenly, Ifia raised her hand and gave herself a hard pat on the forehead, warning herself not to continue thinking, or she might embarrass herself and have a nosebleed again.
However, cooking today was particularly exciting, and Ifia efficiently prepared a table full of dishes, earning admiration from Chef Jeff.
No matter how many times he observed and learned, he couldn’t successfully replicate these delicacies. The mysterious Eastern country that created these delicious dishes was truly impressive!
Dinner was ready and the maids brought Amelia in. Ifia had already seated herself at the table, cleverly lighting the candles and having the maids replace the freshest flowers, placing them in a vase on the table.
The faint floral fragrance enhanced the mood.
Although steak and such would be more fitting and romantic, Ifia hadn’t eaten properly all day due to attending Lady Chekov’s tea party. She needed to soothe her hungry stomach. Besides, Amelia also enjoyed Chinese cuisine, devouring every dish each time.
Once, Ifia even wondered how Amelia, being tall and slender, maintained such a flat stomach after eating so much. It was as if her stomach was connected to a black hole…
“Ifia, thank you for cooking. These dishes are delicious,” Amelia said appreciatively.
“As long as you like it~”
Amelia sat at the dining table, initially thinking that Ifia might silently hold a grudge, but unexpectedly, she personally took charge in the kitchen…
So, tonight, is Ifia going to do something excessive?
(Ah, after being apart for a few months, I finally get to see this human cooking again, not easy!)
(I don’t envy the lovebirds or the immortals, I envy the Great Lord every day.)
(So many dishes, save me a portion that’s not too much, okay!!!)
(You demons just keep babbling, unlike me, I’ll wait for the Lord to finish eating, then sneak in to lick the plates.)
Because Ifia couldn’t see them. The demons floated around in mid-air, chattering away.
Their noise was too much, causing Amelia to frown slightly and lower her gaze.
A flash of red light in her eyes.
When she raised her eyes again, the annoying demons had disappeared, and the dining room returned to tranquility.
Later, watching Ifia happily eat her dinner with a smile on her lips, her dark eyes squinted in satisfaction. She looked like she was thinking of a bad idea, which made Amelia thoughtful.
However, teasing the little cutie a bit was still acceptable.
After finishing dinner with their own thoughts in mind, the two chatted for a while. Just when Ifia was rubbing her hands together, contemplating making a move, Amelia took the initiative.
“Ifia, how about playing a little game?”
“?”
Ifia looked at Amelia in confusion, only to see that she had prepared a black silk ribbon at some point. She held it in her hand, giving off a casually playful vibe, like a mischievous woman playing with a black snake.
Perhaps it was the slightly naughty aura Amelia had at the moment that made Ifia’s heart pound. She resisted the urge to appear flustered and calmly asked, “What kind of game?”
“Blindfold yourself, completely rely on me, and let me lead you back to the room.”
Amelia finished speaking with a smile and then stood up from her seat. She approached Ifia, leaning down and getting close, a sweet fragrance wafting through the air.
With a hint of temptation, she whispered in Ifia’s ear, “Do you want to play?”