As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

He was passionately kissed by Her Royal Highness the Princess, embraced by his elf girlfriend, tightly entangled with his witch senior, and forcefully taken advantage of by his silver-haired female instructor.

Alice narrowed her eyes coldly: "So that's how it is. Alice understands everything."

What did you understand?!

Looking at the girl with her eyes lowered and her breath almost dropped to freezing point, Roy felt unwell.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

There was a hint of sharpness in his azure eyes, as cold as the blade of a killing angel.

Roy suddenly remembered the horrific sword that pierced his chest with by the Seraph.

That's not just ordinary pain!

At this moment, just as at that moment.

After his PTSD was awakened, Roy was like a rat in front of a golden retriever, trembling and not daring to breathe.

Damn it, don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re the destined protagonist!

You, a Sequence 5, don't even think about stabbing me with one sword. You'll need at least two!

Just when Roy was extremely nervous, Jin Qian's flowing light rushed towards him.

It was as fast and decisive as a hound, so fast that Roy had no time to react.

However, what greeted him was not a cold sword, but soft lips.

Although it was no longer as soft and fluffy as before, it was hotter and more exciting than before, instantly igniting the fire of desire that had already been aroused to its peak.

"Ai, Alice..."

The lips that were calling the other's name were blocked by the falling slender fingertips.

Not just blocking.

His fingertips slid between his lips, digging in wantonly, stopping the words but making Roy's breath even hotter.

The corners of Alice's mouth rose slightly, but she no longer had the purity and gentleness of an angel, but the lust and charm that only came with falling into lust.

"Senior Lyanna, this must be the way to do it, right?"

“Ai…!”

Alice suddenly pulled out her fingertips and placed them between her lips.

Randomly, his aura subsided, he was no longer tough, and his eyes were filled with emotion.

She took Roy's hand and boldly placed it on her chest, her face suddenly flushed.

"Nia, that's how it's done, right?"

Savoring the exquisiteness of the bud, Roy murmured absentmindedly: "Almost..."

"No, not by a long shot."

Alice sighed slightly.

"Alice isn't as delicate and cute as Charlotte, not as plump and sweet as Nia, not as mature and charming as Senior Lyanna, and not as fair and cool as Teacher Jon Snow."

Alice knew very well that no matter how much she imitated others' playing methods, she could never compare to them.

Her figure, temperament, and personality were all things she couldn't imitate; they had their own unique charm.

But there is one thing they can't do.

At least not now.

Alice's eyes were as charming as silk, and she quietly unbuttoned her nightgown, revealing a tenderness more gentle than the moonlight.

“Maybe I won’t do as well as them.”

"But anything they can do, Alice can do too."

"What they can't do, Alice can do."

"After all, only Alice can do it with the master now."

Blonde hair flowing.

After taking off the restraints of external objects, the girl leaned over and pressed her skin against the boy's, hugging him tightly.

The faint scent of gardenia, jasmine, platycodon, and blue roses made Alice frown slightly.

But she quickly kissed Roy on the cheek, erasing the traces of a gardenia.

In between kisses, the girl breathed softly.

"Master, please rest assured. Tonight, only the scent of Alice will remain on you."

The little maid did what she said.

Roy couldn't resist, nor did he want to resist, so he just lingered in the night with irises blooming until he fell asleep.

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The next afternoon.

Tea parties and casual chats are elegant and beautiful times that belong only to young girls.

Putting Roy aside, Charlotte and the others got along quite well.

No matter how much they competed at night, the afternoon tea party was one of the few times they could laugh and chat with each other.

But ever since returning from White Harbor—or to be more precise, ever since a certain little blonde maid took over—the girls' tea parties have never been happy again.

"Everyone, this can't go on any longer."

The coffee cup landed lightly on the table, and Lyanna's face was unusually serious.

The purple-eyed witch gritted her teeth and said, "Are we being too indulgent to a certain golden-haired girl?"

Chapter 8 The bad woman can't sit still

Apparently, the maid wasn't the only one dissatisfied with the current situation.

Just as Alice could hear them making out with Roy, they could also hear how passionate Alice and Roy's night was.

The sweet voice was so numbing that it was hard to imagine it coming from a little maid, and even Lyanna, who always played the most, blushed when she heard it.

In comparison, their actions were far from advantageous, and their previous provocations were completely a loss that hurt both the enemy and themselves.

Especially when she saw Roy get up the next day, all the marks on his body had been refreshed by a little maid. Lyanna was shivering in the hot weather, and she only smelled the smell of lemon in her breakfast.

This is clearly a counterattack!

The naive little maid no longer exists. Now that girl is just a little golden-haired girl wagging her tail to seduce Roy!

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Lyanna asked urgently for the umpteenth time, "Isn't it time for you to take action?"

However, just like the previous times, this group of weaklings disappointed her again.

Nia, who was holding a small cake, smiled and said, "I think this is fine now."

"Everyone has their own style. Little Alice plays her own, and we play ours. There's no conflict."

"Seconded."

Jon Snow was holding a cup of milk tea, touching the wolf's head, his eyes surrendering to fate. He seemed calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the commotion at night at all.

"Beauty is not everything. There is no need to pursue it deliberately. Just wait for it to come naturally."

Each one calmer than the other.

But that's just a disguise!

Lyanna smiled coldly and rudely tore off their disguises on the spot: "You can fool your sisters, but don't fool yourself!"

"That's fine? No rush? Do you believe that?"

They had fought each other many times, and it could be said that, with the exception of Roy, their understanding of each other grew deeper and deeper.

Lyanna could easily imagine the two seemingly calm people hiding in the room privately, listening to the affectionate voices of Alice and Roy and biting their fingers in grievance!

"Your best friend lives right next door, toying with your boyfriend into her own shape. And your apprentice was right under your nose, acting wild all night long. It's amazing that you guys have been able to hold it in for this long. To be honest, I'm a little impressed by you!"

The barbed irony exposes the forced hypocrisy.

Nia's face fell and her ears drooped.

Jon Snow couldn't help but use force with his hands and squeezed Xiaobai's head.

"Of course I know! But what can I do?! I didn't intend to go that far so soon. Now little Alice sticks to Roy every day, and there is no room for me to do anything!" Nia shouted in despair.

To be honest, she now really regretted assisting Alice so much.

"Indeed. I always feel that it's not appropriate..." Jon Snow lowered his eyes and looked very restrained, but his hands were twisting back and forth, and he crumpled the silver wolf into a ball of mud.

Tsk, so useless!

You’re good at snatching men, but you’re not good at sleeping with them?!

A descendant of elves who is too innocent at heart, and an imperial lady with extremely conservative sexual concepts.

They can fight fiercely for stickers at ordinary times, but once it comes to that aspect, they are more cowardly than each other.

On the contrary, Alice, who has a pure and cold face, is surprisingly bold in bed. From the sound of her voice, you can tell that she serves her master very well.

Lyanna had to admit that the little maid was second only to herself in terms of openness at night.

It is really difficult for these two pure and conservative losers to compete with Alice, who has an angelic face and a succubus-like body, for the first place in bed.

However, despite her complaints, Lyanna did not pin her hopes on them.

She turned her gaze toward the front.

The red-haired princess stood upright, sipping black tea, her every move revealing the gorgeousness and elegance of a gem.

But Lyanna believed that the princess's inner indignation was no less than her own.

"Charlotte, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

Lyanna grew impatient. "Now is not the time to play dumb. Or are you, like those two worthless fellows, simply going to let the little golden-haired creature have his way with your knight?"

Charlotte's expression changed slightly, but then she smiled calmly.

"Now just consider it as me giving it to her."

"Didn't Roy say he would compensate us? When the time comes, I will intensify my efforts to get back everything he owes me."

Lyanna sensed something strange: "Timing?"

"Well, indulgence is only temporary. I don't really intend to stand by and watch. It's just..."

The girl's eyes flickered, burning with a kind of determination: "The time has not come yet, that's all."

After listening for a long time in confusion, Nia scoffed: "Are you sure you're not just being stubborn?"

Charlotte almost spit out her tea, like a cat with a basin of water splashed in its face, her elegance completely ruined.

"What do you mean by being stubborn? How can you be stubborn when it comes to love? This is called timing, opportunity, a long-awaited turning point..." Charlotte defended herself palely, filling the air with a cheerful atmosphere.

It’s hard to say whether Lyanna is being stubborn or not.

But it seems that Charlotte has no plans to forcibly stop the two in the near future.

The sight reflected in the coffee gradually becomes deeper.

Lyanna drank the bitter coffee in one gulp and silently made up her mind.

You are all so timid. If this continues, when Roy completely turns into Alice, you won't even have a chance to cry!

It seems that I have to be the bad guy!

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Another weekend.

After hurriedly finishing the trip with the girls, by the time Master Luo, the time manager, returned home, the sun had already set.

The table was filled with the food she had just bought. Alice was still wearing the white uniform and pleated skirt that showed off her youthful beauty. It seemed like she hadn't had time to change her clothes before she dozed off alone.

The light madder color accentuated the platinum hair and slender figure. The little maid napping on the dining table was as quiet as a painting painted with the sunset.