The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies Chapter 393: Deliberately Careless

At first, Adele was limp and powerless, unable to resist, caught between ice and fire, burning and shivering. After being teased and bullied for a while, her eyes watery, she finally mustered her strength, and with the help of her witch form, reclaid her position as the “grass elental magic” instructor! This ti, she would return everything she just suffered to these two bad girls!

Hermione bit her lip, trying to suppress her moans. Celeste, on the other hand, was the opposite, wrapping her arms around Adele’s neck, fiery and passionate, calling out “Master~” without restraint. Countless indecent words escaped her lips. She missed her Master so much, she was so lonely, so she wanted to pour out all her feelings to the girl.

Just listening made Hermione blush, but wasn’t that also a reflection of her own feelings during this ti? It was just that Celeste’s words expressed what Hermione couldn’t say herself. This made Hermione feel a bit dazed. They were complete opposites, like water and fire, but their feelings for Adele were the sa.

Hermione used to believe that only she could bring Adele happiness, but now, her prejudice, like ice and snow, was lting in this unusual warmth. She suddenly understood why Adele was so hesitant, so torn between these girls, both wavering and greedy. Because she could feel the love surging towards her, without any distinction of high or low, noble or humble.

She wanted to respond to everyone, unwilling to let go of anyone. Perhaps in the eyes of the world, Adele was a “player,” wanting everyone and refusing to let go. But Hermione didn’t care about the world. The girl she loved could do as she pleased, in every sense of the word.

“Ah~”. Hermione couldn’t help but let out an embarrassing moan. Even covering her mouth couldn’t hide it from Adele. The girl seed encouraged and focused her attention on “bullying” Hermione, vaguely rembering that there was sothing important she hadn’t done, but whatever!

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Unknowingly, half an hour had passed. The girls downstairs, bored from waiting, ford their own groups to chat or play. Dorothy and Edith were together, discussing complex adult political issues. Dorothy, feeling insecure after the amusent park incident, finally started to build her own power base. Openly recruiting would be too conspicuous, so she needed Edith’s help. And Edith originally intended to form an elite group to lead vampire politics, which was why she established the Black Feather Society.

It was just that her power was currently insufficient. But if Dorothy joined...it would instantly solve Edith’s problem of expanding the Black Feather Society’s influence. So the two hit it off and started a heated discussion. For now, Edith would be in the open, and Dorothy in the dark. One was responsible for uniting and rallying the new generation of vampires, the other, as the Vampire Queen, providing support and playing along with the True Ancestors. Dorothy wouldn’t trust any True Ancestor until she uncovered the truth about her ancestor’s fall. Or rather, more extrely, she trusted no one except for Adele and the mbers of the “Adele Party.”

Xiao Ai was with First Snow, whose ntal age wasn’t much older than her apparent age, playing party gas provided by the villa. Then there were Kaiser and Wofoo. The two had left Twilight City together and knew each other well, although the huge difference in their status prevented them from becoming close friends. But in the current situation, Kaiser couldn’t chat with Dorothy, and she didn’t even know Edith. She couldn’t join the children’s gas.

So the only one she could talk to and alleviate her boredom was her forr follower, Wofoo. The two chatted intermittently, Wofoo nervous and stamring in her replies. This scene perfectly embodied the word “awkward.” Everyone was silently praying for Adele’s quick return. She was their backbone, the center of their world!

Perhaps Adele heard their prayers, or perhaps it was just a coincidence. Footsteps ca from the stairs. First ca Adele, looking refreshed, followed by Hermione, her expression quickly adjusted to its usual coldness, and Celeste, a faint blush still lingering on her cheeks.

“Is your special training over?” Kaiser asked, looking up.

Adele paused, then blinked. “Mm-hmm, it’s...over, I guess.”

“But there are still so details that need to be discussed later.” Adele wasn’t talking about anything lewd. She and Hermione and Celeste had only..forted each other for a while, probably no more than ten minutes. After all, the main event was after the hot spring at night... Neither Celeste nor Hermione intended to steal the show. Otherwise, it would be unfair to the other girls. Adele also knew this, so she stopped after a brief taste. The rest of the ti, she was seriously teaching Hermione and Celeste the content of her special training.

The elental magic techniques taught by the human experts were so profound and exquisite that Hermione and Celeste, both elental vampires, were instantly captivated. If it weren’t for the other girls waiting downstairs, they would have been happy to be good students, listening attentively to their “Teacher Adele,” even asking for private tutoring after class...

Adele returned to her group of girls, comfortably enjoying their preferential treatnt and pampering.

Soon, the food was ready and served, the table laden with dishes.

This was mostly thanks to Tang Linlang and Sharon. Behind Adele’s ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ back, to win her favor and capture her stomach, they had honed their cooking skills to the limit for their age. And interestingly, Tang Linlang learned Eastern cuisine, while Sharon, through practice in both her waking hours and dreams, learned Western cuisine.

So this was also a silent competition, a war without gunpowder! No one would have thought that these two, seemingly the most honest, quiet, and introverted girls who wouldn’t compete for favor, would actually compete in this area. They wouldn’t act coquettishly like the other girls, but firmly expressed their deep love through every dish they made for Adele. Like the “Eastern cuisine” and “Western dishes” that each occupied half of the dining table, every bite Adele took was filled with their silent affection.

Even Adele, upon seeing this scene, couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow! This table setting, did you do this on purpose...or was it an accident!?”

Tang Linlang and Sharon exchanged glances. Finally, Tang Linlang pursed her lips and replied, “It was a deliberate...accident.”

“Eh?”