A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 6] Chapter 19
[Vol. 6] Chapter 19: Too Unserious
The blindfold formed from black magic covered her eyes, temporarily depriving her of sight, thus making her hearing particularly sensitive.
In the quiet bedroom, the friction between her body and the sheets, along with the faint sound of her breathing heavily, echoed. Fingers traced over her skin, causing an uncontrollable shiver.
The next moment, the clothes on Ifia’s body vanished instantly, leaving her naked kneeling on the bed, trying to adapt to the darkness.
Black handcuffs bound her hands, leaving her unable to resist, only able to silently endure.
It had been a long time since she had deeply interacted with Amelia, now just the touch of fingertips was unbearable for Ifia.
She raised her head slightly, revealing her delicate, snow-white neck. Her rosy lips parted, revealing a crimson tongue, and her breath couldn’t help but escape.
Just then, Amelia attacked from behind, as if warmly embracing her. But just as Ifia thought so, instead of an embrace, a slender hand grabbed her hair.
It wasn’t painful, but it carried a hint of coercion, making Ifia inexplicably shiver, and her eyes subconsciously welled with tears. It was as if an excess of pleasure flowed from within.
“Ifia, stop your happiness, it’s interrogation time now,” Amelia said.
As Ifia’s partner, Amelia naturally understood her body, able to discern her current state from subtle movements. Of course, she wouldn’t allow Ifia to continue…
At least not until after the interrogation.
However, despite verbally instructing Ifia to stop her enjoyment, Amelia’s actions were quite the opposite.
Her other hand had already sprung into action, continuing the previous teasing with fingertips, igniting sensations across delicate skin.
From the neck to the shoulders, Amelia’s touches hinted at intention, caressing the collarbone and trailing downward until reaching the peaks.
At this moment, her gestures abruptly changed, leaving traces of red marks on her twin peaks.
This made Ifia’s breathing grow heavier, and she lost strength under the stimulation. Her posture shifted from kneeling to prostrate, the butterfly bones on her back trembling slightly, like a butterfly about to take flight but cruelly grasped by demonic hands, preventing its ascent.
Then, as if melting into a spring, the whole person seemed to turn into a pool of spring water, with the rippling lake surface shimmering with light, tempting people to jump in. It carried the unique scent of Ifia.
Amelia released the hand grasping Ifia’s hair.
The next moment, her long, thick black hair cascaded behind her, contrasting with her even whiter skin, as tender and white as freshly peeled lychee, ready to release sweet juice with a light bite.
Ah, truly like water.
With these thoughts in mind, Amelia’s actions continued, intending to make Ifia even more delicate, to teach this runaway little one a lesson.
Initially, she already had a plan to use special means to completely control Ifia’s soul, ensuring she would never have a chance to escape again.
Now, looking at the obedient Ifia, it seemed impossible to act upon it.
But if Ifia showed any signs of resistance after seeing her, Amelia would firmly execute the plan.
Unfortunately…
Sigh!
Ifia really was born to defeat her.
She couldn’t bear to do anything bad to her.
After encountering Ifia, any regulations or rules to adhere to seemed unnecessary.
All Amelia could think about was Ifia’s happiness and how she could make her smile more.
This indulgent affection could be understood in any language.
However, for a demon inherently cruel and indifferent, it was exceptionally unusual.
But who cares!
As long as she herself enjoyed it.
However, while one may escape the death penalty, one cannot escape the punishment for one’s crimes.
The interrogation process must continue.
Amelia raised an eyebrow, deciding not to continue tormenting Ifia’s peaks but instead started sliding downward. This elicited a whimper from Ifia, prompting her to quickly halt the escalating situation.
“Amelia, stop, we need to… communicate… I don’t want…”
Ifia fought to form words amidst the overwhelming wave of pleasure crashing over her.
For heaven’s sake, she genuinely wanted to have a proper conversation with Amelia.
After all, there were still many details that needed to be added about her experience of being “forced” by the Main God and the system, which forced her to flee her homeland and spend several months living a rough and simple life in the forbidden land…
Ahem, let’s forget about the delicious seafood and mountain delicacies for now!
(,,>_<,,)
“Communication? Not necessary.”
However, Amelia had a clear smile on her face, yet she still maintained a cold and icy tone, as if she were still in a state of furious anger.
It felt like she was portraying the demeanor of an unrelenting tyrant who refused any explanation.
Ifia’s eyes, hidden behind the blindfold, widened in surprise, genuinely starting to panic now.
Unbelievable! Amelia didn’t lust over her body!!!
This shouldn’t be happening!
In the past, Amelia would have already pushed her down, engaging in various activities on the bed…
Even if Amelia momentarily restrained herself, she would at least say some flirtatious remarks or something to maintain the mood, unlike this current cold indifference.
“Amelia, I…”
“Shh!”
Just as Ifia was about to continue explaining, Amelia shamelessly began to use her hands and fingers, causing Ifia’s body, which had just straightened up, to once again collapse in weakness.
She became a happy little slave with an empty mind…
Although she had already given birth to the two little ones, Cheryl and Daryl, Ifia didn’t feel much difference.
After all, the Main God had successfully repaired her body to its original state.
But, that’s not entirely accurate.
Giving birth did bring about some changes.
For example, Ifia’s body’s pleasure threshold changed, becoming super sensitive now.
In the past, she could barely endure it.
Fortunately, Amelia didn’t continue for long, giving her some rest time and allowing Ifia the chance to regain her composure.
She quickly seized this rare opportunity, desperately trying to turn over, even though her eyes were blindfolded, wanting to face Amelia directly. Perhaps showing a pitiful expression could soften Amelia’s heart.
However, as if anticipating Ifia’s actions in advance, Amelia did not give her the chance to turn over.
With just a movement of her fingers, Ifia immediately lost the strength to flip over. Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and nose, and her lips became even rosier at this moment, as if they were coated with lip gloss, shining temptingly.
However, for Ifia herself, she was extremely frustrated.
This kind of embarrassing torment is really too improper!
Aaaaaaaaaa!
(>/////< ” )
With no other choice, she could only continue to maintain her prone position, while Ifia tried hard to demonstrate her ‘loyalty’.
“Amelia, I love you so much, how could I ever bear to leave you! If you don’t believe me, I’ll be heartbroken, shattered into pieces, extremely sad. Before, I was always restricted by the system, but now that you’ve freed me, I’m finally a free person. I don’t have to worry about death and separation anymore, I am truly…”
To prevent Amelia from interrupting, Ifia blurted out in one breath.
But as Ifia kept babbling incessantly, Amelia let out a light laugh, her voice seductive and captivating, which instantly brought Ifia back to her senses.
Bad Amelia!!!
Always teasing her.
Putting on an act with her here…
Ifia gritted her teeth in anger, her black eyes flashing. Suddenly, she had a plan, deciding to take advantage of this moment to accomplish something significant… If she could find a good solution to this matter, her life would become calmer.
With a partner and children, life was already good enough.
She didn’t want any more twists and turns.
Just allow her to enjoy her small family peacefully.
“Amelia, are you still planning to continue destroying the world?”