Chapter 602: Loves, and Illusory Scenery (Part 2)
“Mmm… I’m sorry.”
The girl lowered her small face, her voice seeming a bit self-reproaching, “We clearly agreed that I would be your wife… but I suddenly went back on my word.”
“You can’t blame Veer for this. I was the one who lost my mind momentarily, without thinking things through clearly… and overlooked Veer.”
Ig smiled wryly, using one hand to ruffle the girl’s small head.
Although his body was still uncomfortably engorged, and the perfect maiden sat dejectedly before him, he didn’t feel he should force her to do things she disliked.
Moreover, it seemed it was because he heard the maiden speak of wanting to be his “wife” that his blood had surged so much?
“Besides, Veer, I’m already very satisfied that you were willing to say such things and be close to me.”
Imagining the beautiful maiden as his future wife, Ig was momentarily lost in thought. Snapping back to reality, he saw the girl’s seemingly self-reproaching face again and smiled.
“As for the rest, I still have time to wait. As long as Veer doesn’t reject me forever… No, even if Veer is always afraid, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I can always be by Veer’s side.”
Recalling the girl’s past identity as Lord Lothel, he wondered if her reaction just now was due to feeling a trace of fear towards a man’s spear, and he quickly corrected himself.
But, what if Veer truly was always afraid and unwilling?
His gaze lowered slightly, and he immediately shook his head.
Although she was a beautiful girl that anyone would want to possess… for him, it was more important to be able to accompany her.
“Mhm…” the girl responded softly.
“Then, shall we leave it at that for now?”
Ig smiled and, after speaking, draped the velvet, pure white bath towel over her before putting on his own trousers again.
However, his holy spear, which had not been released, was painfully restrained, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
To forcefully suppress this kind of desire and not feel disappointed was impossible. The physiological feedback even made him feel a hint of regret.
But he shouldn’t blame the girl. And in this state, Veer didn’t seem capable of anything… Should he take care of it himself later?
Ig ran his hand through his hair in distress, thinking.
The delicate, slender eyelashes trembled slightly. Her two pure white small feet were placed together, and Verafia sat like a little bird big on the large bed. She timidly raised her golden eyes and saw the boy’s physiological state, which was still quite formidable even now due to his forbearance.
She felt a pang of sympathy. Having once been Lothel, she knew very well how difficult it was to endure such instincts… and this was something she had caused.
After a moment of hesitation, the girl extended a small, slender, tender hand, her golden eyes brimming slightly. “Then, Ig… do you want me to help you?”
Ig was stunned for a moment before understanding what the girl’s “help” meant.
His heart skipped a beat. He could completely imagine how passionate it would be for the pure white maiden to sincerely and gently help him with that serious little face. Even just imagining it was almost unbearable. He suspected he wouldn’t be able to hold on for long himself and would probably ejaculate directly.
“Ahem, no, there’s no need to trouble the Young Lady with such things.”
Bending at the waist, Ig coughed awkwardly.
The enchanting girl was right before him. She was his girlfriend… and she had said she wanted to be his wife. However, after regaining his rationality, he truly couldn’t bring himself to defile such a flawless girl.
Yes, and it was just a physiological instinct. If he let the Young Lady help him… he might be seen by her as a terrible man who only thought with his lower half and couldn’t control his impulses.
“Is that so…”
Verafia’s delicate eyelashes lowered slightly, and she put her small hands back into the bath towel. A hint of disappointment flickered across her face, and she suddenly asked,
“Ig… just now, did you think that this young lady was a promiscuous girl who didn’t love herself?”
“How could that be?”
Ig was startled. He hadn’t expected the girl’s little head to be thinking such nonsensical things.
“That’s just a manifestation of Veer liking me. For a noble and perfect girl like Veer to pour her heart out to me, I should be very happy.”
“Ha, if one day Veer is no longer afraid, and I have the honor to truly be with Veer…”
Ig scratched his head absentmindedly, looking as if he were lost in a daydream. Suddenly, as if realizing the ambiguity of his words, he quickly explained:
“Ah, I’m not complaining about the Young Lady. It’s just, just that I was thinking, as a wife, that the Young Lady… ah, no…”
“Mmm.”
Ig’s clumsy explanation brought a faint smile to the corner of the girl’s lips. However, that enchanting curve was fleeting.
Actually, I really want to be your wife…
The beautiful golden eyes closed, concealing a trace of sorrow within their brilliant depths.
She gently touched her tender lips.
…
Until Ig’s voice briefly paused. Suddenly, the girl’s scorching gold eyes looked up, watching the boy by the large bed who seemed ready to leave.
In the girl’s room, after such intimacy with her but without completing the final step, Ig felt somewhat awkward whether standing or sitting, and was contemplating how to say goodbye.
“Then, Ig…”
He heard a faint plea from the girl in her soft, delicate voice. Ig was taken aback before softly saying,
“Does Veer want me to stay?”
“N-no…” A flicker of panic crossed Verafia’s golden eyes.
Ig pursed his lips into a smile.
The girl’s voice held a hint of contradiction, and in Ig’s eyes, it was probably just her shyness. So, disregarding her objection, he gently embraced her slender waist.
The girl let out a surprised gasp, her small hands instinctively wrapping around his neck. Her raised golden eyes met the affectionate gaze in the boy’s deep blue eyes.
The beautiful girl, like a princess, was gently and earnestly embraced by the boy.
Verafia initially struggled with a hint of panic, but gradually, her struggles subsided. Her small head rested back on the boy’s chest, quietly feeling his heartbeat and his warmth.
It wasn’t the intimate and passionate embrace of before, nor the rustling of silk against tender skin. They simply sat together, returning to the window. After the crystal lamp extinguished, the clear moonlight streamed in, creating a tranquil atmosphere.
Even the burning passion gradually subsided.
But it didn’t feel cold. Instead, it felt like a refreshing sweetness.
The hazy moonlight adorned the sky outside the high window. Leaning against the boy’s sturdy chest, she seemed to find solace. She slightly raised her delicate face, her golden eyes gazing at the night sky.
Even as a goddess, the girl seemed small beneath this night sky.
Looking at the night sky together with the person she liked, would they be thinking the same things?
Verafia slightly turned her face. The boy embracing her gently stroked her beautiful golden hair, gazing at the same night sky as her.
The vast night sky brought about many thoughts, lingering in the girl’s delicate heart. Verafia wanted to say something, but it was on her lips when she intentionally suppressed it.
She didn’t want to break this quiet and beautiful atmosphere.
Time flowed like the fine silk of the silver moon, silently passing.
The serene atmosphere allowed her to feel the boy’s gentle touch and his affectionate gaze. This was not merely physical love between a perfect girl and a passionate boy.
Enjoying leaning in the boy’s embrace, sitting with him, and savoring that intoxicating sweetness, it was like drowning in love, making one unwilling to wake up.
This was what she wanted. But…
Verafia gently raised her small face. The sky, adorned with the bright moon, was already deep into the night. The boy had accompanied her for a long time.
If she continued to be lost in this sweet and gentle dream, she feared she would never be able to make up her mind to break free.
“Ig…”
She gently touched the boy’s palm as he lightly held her other small hand. Ig’s gaze turned towards her. Verafia gently pulled his hand. “Um, it’s already very late. How about… Ig, you go back first…?”
The boy’s expression showed a hint of hesitation.
He could clearly see that on the face of the girl he loved, it didn’t look like she wanted him to leave. Instead, she seemed reluctant, as if she was worried about him. So Ig hesitated for a moment.
“It doesn’t matter. If the Young Lady wishes, I can stay with the Young Lady all the time.”
“Mmm… It’s not like that, I don’t want you to leave… it’s just that, if that little ice dragon comes looking for you and doesn’t find you, and guesses you came to me, she might tease me tomorrow.”
As if her thoughts were revealed, Verafia lowered her slightly flushed face, as if to conceal her blush, and forced out an excuse. Seemingly embarrassed, the girl’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum.
“Besides, it’s so late, this young lady should be going to sleep…”
Ig suddenly looked up, indeed realizing that it was very late. His Young Lady, currently without demonic power, and with a body weaker than an ordinary sickly girl, must be very tired already.
Just as he was about to apologize, the girl’s fair small hand gently gripped his wrist, and he met those beautiful golden eyes.
A sweet smile bloomed on the girl’s still slightly rosy face. Her golden eyes flowed with lingering affection. “However, tomorrow, and in the future, Ig, you must come and accompany this young lady… Mmm, and normally, you must be like lovers.”
Ig couldn’t help but show a sweet smile. He extended his hand and gently touched the girl’s exquisite nose, causing her to playfully lift her dazzling golden eyes and let out a clear, tinkling laugh.
“Of course, Young Lady, you are my girlfriend… As long as Veer is willing, I’d rather stay by Veer’s side forever.”
“Ah. Forever… Would that be too serious?”
Seeing her sudden slight hesitation, Ig smiled and hooked his finger under the girl’s jade-white face.
Yes, even though she was his girlfriend, and willing to show him the love in her tender heart, even saying she wanted to be his wife… she still had some small reservations.
But that didn’t matter. She was his beloved girl. What was there that he couldn’t wait for?
Moreover, tonight, the girl was willing to show him her love, and seemed even more eager than he was. This already made Ig quite satisfied.
He gently lifted the slender girl and placed her back on the pure white large bed.
“Then, I won’t disturb the Young Lady. Veer, you should rest well.”
“Mhm.”
Her fair, jade-like fingers gently tightened on the bedsheet. Verafia gave a soft, beautiful smile and nodded obediently, her gaze seemingly avoiding his at this moment.
Ig didn’t notice. He gently kissed her forehead and, after bidding her goodnight, left the room of his beloved girl in a joyous mood.
