‘As expected, I love her the most.
The way she walks is so cute, the way she sits is so cute, her smile is so cute, the way she eats is so cute, and even the way she looks while sleeping is so cute…
The way she looks when she is happy is so cute, when she cries, when she is worried, when she is angry, and even when she is dissatisfied.
The way she looks in pain is so cute, the way she struggles is so cute, the way she looks ashamed is so cute…
I love her so much, I love her so much. I love everything about Su Ling. Why is there such a being in this world that I could adore so much?
I want to become one with her, to blend into one another. I want to possess her completely, to make her never forget my body heat ever again.’
Sista’s breathing gradually grew heavy. She took a step forward, opened the cage door, pulled on the Silver-haired Girl’s collar, and kissed her forcefully.
“Mmm…!”
Su Ling’s breathing became erratic from the sudden kiss, her small mouth slightly parted as she struggled to catch her breath.
Sista, however, did not care about her feelings. It was as if she were pouring out all of her emotions, deepening the kiss again and again.
“Su Ling… I want to see even more of you…”
The Blood Princess’s low, burning breath whispered against her ear.
Su Ling felt her head spin, and she quickly lost the strength to support herself, falling limp into Sista’s arms.
Sista kissed her for a long time before finally stopping reluctantly. She gently tucked the stray hairs behind Su Ling’s ear, then unfastened the leash attached to the collar and picked her up.
“Her Highness… where are we going…”
Su Ling lay limp in her arms, her voice weak.
“To take a bath,” Sista answered softly. “You are dirty, and I need to get you clean.”
Su Ling did not expect that the “bath” she spoke of would involve both of them together.
The bathroom was filled with warm steam. Hot water had already been prepared in a copper basin, with a few rose petals floating on the surface. The scent of essential oils slowly diffused through the air.
Although the bathroom was not as magnificent as the one in Hailuosen Castle, it was still exquisite and elegant. The care taken could be seen in every detail.
Sista first placed Su Ling into the comfortably warm water, then removed her own long black dress and stepped gently into the basin.
The two of them were very close. The warm water enveloped their bodies, and their skin brushed against each other.
Su Ling’s body gradually relaxed in the hot water. The scent of roses intertwined with the steam, making her feel somewhat dazed.
She stared blankly at Sista in front of her. Through the hazy mist, that long black hair draped down, and her silhouette was clearly defined, carrying a dangerous yet seductive beauty.
At such a close distance, she did not dare to look for long.
Su Ling’s cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head, burying half of her face in the water.
“Gurgle… why did Her Highness want to bathe with me?”
“I felt like it, so I did.”
Sista spoke indifferently, her hand brushing the surface of the water as droplets fell from her fingertips.
“Come here. I will wash you.”
She took a towel.
As soon as Su Ling moved closer, she panicked because of their proximity.
“I — I am sorry…”
She was about to retreat when she was grabbed.
“Do not move.”
The ice-cold command made her freeze.
Sista used the towel to gently wipe her back.
Su Ling stopped struggling and obediently exposed her back.
The warm sensation moved slowly along her spine, making her tremble involuntarily.
The water gurgled, and the steam swirled.
The atmosphere gradually became intimate.
“Mmm… wa — wait a moment, Your Highness. Aren’t we just bathing…?”
“Do you have an issue with my methods?”
“N — no… it is just…”
“Then be quiet.”
Su Ling’s voice gradually took on a crying tone, but her body was unable to disobey.
The warm water and the fragrance in the air made her senses exceptionally sensitive.
The sound of water echoed in the bathroom, and the mist grew thicker, shrouding their figures in a blur.
Time seemed to stretch out.
A long while later.
Su Ling lowered her head and covered her burning face with her hands, not daring to look at the other woman again.
‘To turn out like this… in front of Her Highness again…’
Sista gently pulled her into her arms, resting her chin on the top of her head. Her tone was soft.
“Are you tired?”
“Mmhmm…” Su Ling replied in a low voice. “My body feels a bit numb…”
“Silly girl, then get some rest early.”
Sista carefully dried her body, changed her into a clean nightgown, and then reattached the leash to the collar.
She placed her back on the soft cushion in the cage and tucked her in with the quilt.
She watched as Su Ling slowly closed her eyes and her breathing gradually steadied.
Only then did Sista turn to leave, a hint of undeniable longing in her gaze.