The warm glow on her face made Cynthia feel like her soul was going to float out in comfort, and the words that came to her lips became even more bold and daring. "You've lived for so long without a woman?"

  "Xīn xǐ yà, I warn you not to take advantage of the situation!" Kael shouted sternly, withdrawing his divine technique and pulling back the hand that had been pressing down on her.

  The girl on the bed, except for that one head of light golden curly hair looking disheveled, everything else had returned to its original state, her skin was smooth and clean as before, her long eyelashes were stuck together with tears, adding a few more tempting points.

  She is still as beautiful as before, but after drinking she becomes even more disobedient.

  Cynthia sat up on the bed, free from restraint, with a bewildered and dreamy look in her eyes, and a faint flush on her cheeks.

  She reached out and hooked her arm around Kael's neck, wrapping her legs around his waist as he tried to straighten up, hanging herself entirely on him, whispering softly, "I'm so happy."

  For this unusually rude offense, Keirus wanted to throw her to the ground, but because of this coquettish posture and dependence, he stopped his hand again.

  "I want to be your wife, Kyrios."

  Like a cat, Cynthia gently rubbed against his chest, sniffing the refreshing mint fragrance close at hand, with a satisfied expression.

  Divine Light Progress: 33%

  Suddenly surged five points!

  She also didn't know what expression Kaisa had on her face now, nor did she dare to look.

  But this wave of killing is in place, whether Kairus refuses or agrees, tomorrow she only needs to pretend that she doesn't remember, and all the awkwardness will not happen.

  Cynthia suppressed her excitement and continued to quietly cling to him.

  "Don't have unrealistic dreams." Kael retorted in a low voice, with an emotion he couldn't quite determine himself.

  "I'm not dreaming, I still have a chance." Cynthia's legs were almost unable to hold onto his waist anymore. Although she had a good capacity for liquor, after drinking, she easily became soft and weak. Her legs began to slide down, her hands reluctantly still hanging around his neck.

  Caius stopped her legs and sat on the edge of the bed, controlling her from twisting around.

  His scarlet eyes were sunken, hiding the turbulent emotions, his voice was low and hoarse, "If you don't want to be the one on the breakfast table tomorrow, go to sleep."

  Cynthia's body trembled in his arms as she looked up with a pitiful expression, "You want to stew me too!"

  Caius felt utterly defeated, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything that would hurt her.

  He raised his hand to cover those pure and innocent yet unusually alluring blue eyes, scolding, "From now on, you're not allowed to touch wine again!"

  "Hmm." Cynthia hummed in dissatisfaction, but after a while, she found the scent on him to be really nice, just like how cats who liked mint leaves would easily get drunk from it.

  She licked her tender lips, "I think the deer outside the door is quite cute, don't stew it."

  "Raise you or it? Choose one."

  Caius's voice suddenly became gentle, but the words he spoke were still so dangerous.

  "Well, then stew it." Cynthia replied immediately, and yawned again, her dark eyes blinking uncomfortably.

  His palm was lightly swept by her eyelashes, and his entire arm seemed to have been electrified. Kael returned his hand, gazing down at Cynthia who had begun to doze off, the low, pleasant laughter emanating from his throat.

  Later she was really sleepy, but Kael sat on the bed and didn't think of putting her away. She fell asleep leaning against his chest on his lap.

  It must be mentioned that his thigh muscles are even harder than a wooden chair.

  The next morning, Cynthia was awakened on her bed by a tempting fragrance.

  She dazedly opened her eyes and gazed at the stone carving mural on the ceiling, lazily rolling over in bed to stretch.

  She recalled last night's events, a smile hung on her hidden face.

  "Don't sleep anymore, it's time for you to get up and have breakfast."

  Qiao pulled open the curtains and dazzling sunlight poured in, a layer of faint golden light spreading throughout the room.

  Cynthia had one leg still propped on a pillow and her clothes were the same as they had been at dinner the night before.

  She suppressed her smile, rubbed her temples and slowly got up, "Why did you call me so early?"

  She doesn't need to work and is just a salted fish, why does she still need to get up early.

  "After breakfast, Lord Kairus called you to the study." Joe took out the clothes she was going to wear today and threw them on the bed. Then he picked up a decorative item that Cynthia didn't see clearly, unfolded a pair of black wings behind him, flew to the top of the fireplace, and hung it up.

  She waited for her to land again, Cynthia still had a dazed look fixed on the fireplace, suddenly turned into surprise, and the sleepy insects all ran away.

  A large and neatly cut deer head was used as a decoration, hung above the fireplace, with its silver antlers being particularly eye-catching.

  "Silver Horned Deer Head!"

  The silver deer outside the castle was really stewed by Kael, even its head was made into a pendant.

  That snow-white coat and black eyes are vividly lifelike, the craftsmanship of this specimen is truly exceptional.

  Cynthia swallowed hard and subconsciously touched her own neck, fortunately yesterday's choice was firm, otherwise it would have been her hanging on the wall today.

  This perverted god.

  "Then this," her gaze returned to the small round table in front of the fireplace.

  A bowl of creamy meat soup and a small wheat pancake.

  Qiao's interpretation is that "the flesh of the Silver-Horned Deer is very delicious, and even if it is not cooked, the pet spirits' food is still very tasty."

  "The deer is so cute, and that bastard Kaier actually killed it." Cynthia sat in front of the sofa with a sad and angry face after washing up.

  After she had drunk three bowls of soup in a row, Qiao's eyes sparkled with excitement, but she couldn't help but remind her out loud, "Eat less, this thing contains some power from the Spirit Clan and has some side effects."

  Just as Cynthia was about to continue her bowl, her hand stopped, and the corners of her mouth twitched. "Now is it a bit late?"

  Qiao smiled faintly, "No, I think you'll like this side effect, it's wonderful."

  Cynthia saw her icy face smile and praised with her mouth, "Qiao, you really look good when you smile."

  Qiao's face turned red.

  Before they left, Qiao stood behind her and thought of something, moving his lips, "Yesterday, I'm sorry."

  "What's wrong?" Cynthia walked out to the corridor, immediately drawn in by the aftereffect of her words. She found that her body was floating while walking, very light and airy, like a deer.

  "You should go find an adult now, I still have things to do." Qiao didn't say anything specific and disappeared in front of her with swift footsteps.

  Cynthia curiously glanced in the direction she had disappeared, then tapped her toe on the red carpet.

  The side effect of eating Silver Deer Meat was that she felt like she was trampling on a trampoline whenever she stepped on rocks, soft and bouncy, and she could jump up at any time.

  (End of chapter)