Chapter 893: 562. Judgnt Order
“You’re actually Ruthfiel, aren’t you.”
Looking at the Pure White Angel with a piece of bread in her mouth, clearly trying to feed her in this manner, Dorothy, who was hesitating and tempted, suddenly beca relaxed.
Her deanor changed instantly, transforming from a lazy slacker with no daring to a domineering dragon youth who feared nothing.
Indeed, the Fairy King substitute is now online.
In such a scenario, it’s clear, whoever shows weakness or yields first will be at a disadvantage.
But clearly, the Fairy King wouldn’t back down, as she bit right into the bread coming towards her, aggressively moving forward inch by inch.
Finally, when their lips were almost about to touch, the Pure White Angel slightly retreated.
“Miss, why can’t you just play dumb and enjoy it?”
Sophia’s originally emotionless face slightly reddened, and her originally cold gaze finally showed a bit of warmth.
She slightly averted her gaze and said sowhat forcefully calm.
“Does it matter whether it’s Ruthfiel or Sophia? The incarnation and the real body are originally two sides of the sa person, just different personality masks of the sa person, there’s no essential difference. Or is it that my shy appearance ignites your desire to conquer more? I must have underestimated your beastly desires.”
However, Dorothy, with a Fairy King thinking mode, wouldn’t shy away like she usually would.
Kidding, she’s super brave now.
She directly wrapped one arm around the slender waist of the Pure White Angel and pulled her into her embrace, while her other hand reached out to lightly hook the chin of her blushing roommate, forcing her to make eye contact.
“There really isn’t much difference, but why can’t I have both? I like that wicked woman Ruthfiel and the good woman Sophia, so why did you step back just now? Or are you afraid?”
The Dragon Witch asked with a gentle laugh.
Although her face still had that rebellious dark-skinned gyaru makeup, at this mont, her rebelliousness seed charming and alluring.
Her face once again leaned close to the Pure White Angel, close enough to feel each other’s breath.
Faced with this, Sophia remained silent.
Well, just as the Miss isn’t good at dealing with Ruthfiel, the Pure White Angel isn’t good at dealing with the Fairy King.
After all, this domineering and assertive Miss is exactly what she envisioned as the perfect model in her heart, a true inheritor of a teacher’s legacy.
“I’m not scared, I’m just still a bit nervous, even if I know this nervousness is aningless, I can’t help it.”
Sophia replied with a hint of anger.
The anger wasn’t entirely due to the Miss’s teasing, but more from her own weakness.
The previous Witch’s Night ended in a loss because she wasn’t ruthless enough, not thoroughly bad, always indecisive, not decisive enough, leading to a complete defeat.
And now, this weakness even prevents her from overcoming a small sense of sha.
After all, her only companion can only be the Miss, this intimate contact is sothing that would happen sooner or later, there’s no need to be shy about it. Is this all the courage you have, Sophia?
The Pure White Angel asked herself profoundly.
But she really couldn’t control herself, it was fine when Ruthfiel controlled her body earlier, but as soon as she returned, her embarrassing body imdiately started blushing and heart racing crazily.
Especially being held so dominantly by the Miss, feeling the warmth of her fingertips on her chin, facing the Miss’s face so close, it was too overwhelming for her, making her body go limp and almost collapse into the Miss’s embrace, allowing her to do as she pleased.
Not long ago, she was the one attacking, but in the blink of an eye, the roles reversed.
This made Sophia regret snatching back control of her body from Ruthfiel just now, this isn’t sothing she’s adept at, she should have left it entirely to Ruthfiel.
She hated her own weakness.
……
anwhile, Dorothy was quite pleased.
After all, Sophia was always covered in that seemingly tough armor, forever noble and strong, but now, that baked armor had been stripped away, leaving the delicate Pure White Angel lying in her arms.
Ridiculous, from proud to pampered, now there’s no pride left, only pampering.
Looking at Sophia in her arms, frightened to the point of closing her eyes, blushing, a picture of willing submission due to her firm stance, Dorothy also swallowed her saliva.
Damn, why does this pose feel equally as devastating as the disdainful yet obedient wicked woman before?
No, even this strong person’s soft side, visible only to her, has an even stronger contrast than the temptation of the wicked woman.
Especially for her as the Dragon Witch.
At this mont, Dorothy could already hear the roar of the Abyssal Dragon Nature within her heart, urging her to quickly ravage the little white rabbit in her arms.
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