Chapter 235: How Dare You Sleep With My Woman!
Would dressing like this really get Lena’s attention?
Snow stood before the mirror, looking at her scantily clad reflection, puzzled.
Just now, Angel had given her this outfit, claiming it would increase her attack speed and critical hit chance, and that a certain pervert wouldn’t be able to resist.
Hmm…
Out of trust, she had put it on.
Although it was a bit difficult, with Angel’s help, it wasn’t a big problem.
“Snow, you’re so beautiful.”
Angel appeared behind Snow, showering her with compliments.
“Really?” Snow tugged at the sheer skirt, which barely covered her bottom.
The thigh-high stockings were so thin, they seemed like they would slip off with a single tug.
Three bandages were already in place, ready to be peeled off, a bell hanging from her neck, a challenge to see which would jingle louder, the bell or her moans.
Angel’s eyes were filled with a mischievous smile. “I’m not lying. This lingerie is perfect for you, the contrast between your cold demeanor and its sexiness is a perfect match, mm-hmm.”
She nodded repeatedly.
Circling Snow, she admired her curves from every angle.
Snow: “…”
“Don’t be shy, take a brave step for love, have you learned everything I taught you?”
Angel’s finger traced Snow’s cheek, leaving a faint pink trail.
“Yes.”
Snow recalled the embarrassing poses, according to Angel, these were irresistible to all lesbians.
“Eat some pineapple, tie up your hair, you can do it!”
After checking Snow’s nails, Angel gave her a thumbs-up.
Everything was ready, except for the main event.
Angel pushed Snow towards the bedroom door, whispering, “Don’t be so stiff,” then closed the door, leaving Snow stunned.
The room was dark, the person in bed sound asleep.
Snow tiptoed over.
At the bedside, she recalled the embarrassing poses, then lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped in beside the sleeping figure.
No lavender fragrance, but a strange, indescribable scent.
Not unpleasant, but very different from what Snow had imagined.
Hmm… what should she do next?
Snow tried to wrap her arms around the slender waist, holding the person close.
This should be it, Angel said taking the initiative was always better than being passive, at least it would provoke Lena’s… aggression, making the “battle” less boring.
Snow leaned closer, her nose nuzzling against the person’s neck.
A few strands of hair tickled her nose, making her want to sneeze.
Good… step two, complete.
Snow felt a surge of encouragement, as if Angel was praying for her outside the room.
Her heart pounded, her nose gradually getting used to the slightly metallic scent, even finding it pleasant.
[This is love, Snow, you’ve fallen for Lena, that’s why you’re so confused, that’s why you feel jealous when Lena is with me.]
Angel’s words echoed in her mind.
[Don’t feel bad, it’s a natural instinct. Evolutionary psychologists believe jealousy is a normal emotion, a protective instinct to keep your partner from being stolen, it increases the commitment level in a relationship.]
Snow finally understood.
Her feelings for Lena, without Angel’s words, she might have always treated Lena as a friend, even hurting her.
No, she had probably already hurt her…
“So gentle.”
Snow bit her lip, her heart pounding even faster.
Even though Lena knew, she had kept her feelings hidden, waiting for Snow to realize.
This made Snow feel incredibly ashamed.
She was so slow, so incredibly slow.
She was an idiot.
A rare idiot.
“Lena.”
Snow took a deep breath, mustering her courage.
Her voice was soft, but the sweet wake-up call didn’t rouse the sleeping person.
Snow looked at the sky, the sun had just set, the night still young.
Lena, being a night owl, shouldn’t be in bed so early.
But she had called her so many times, why wasn’t Lena responding? Was she really asleep?
“Lena, are you angry with me?”
Snow had a bad feeling, her intuition was always accurate.
Was it because she had taken too long to realize her feelings, making Lena impatient, making Lena dislike her…?
A flicker of emotion appeared in her cold eyes.
Her heart ached, as if being twisted by a sharp blade.
Snow truly felt she had changed.
She had never cried easily, never even understood what emotions were.
But Lena was like a beam of light, piercing through her dark and monotonous life, revitalizing her.
Work was no longer boring, studying no longer lonely, fighting without worrying about her back, they were like a pair of lovebirds, friends in name, but lovers in action.
“I’m sorry, I’m so late in responding to you.”
Snow hugged the person before her, the two of them lying side by side.
Proper, without any forward movements.
The things Angel had taught her were no longer important, what mattered was how Lena saw her.
Snow desperately wanted to know if Lena loved her. Although Angel had said Lena loved every girl who loved her equally, Snow still wanted to hear it from Lena herself.
Perhaps this was also a romantic ritual.
“If you don’t speak, I’ll wait.”
Snow spoke again.
She would wait, until Lena woke up, until Lena was willing to speak, until dawn…
Click—
A soft sound.
The lights flickered, then came back on.
Lena entered from outside, Angel behind her, her face covered in embarrassment.
Lena’s eyes immediately fell on the bed, her expression turning sour. “You two… messing around behind my back?”
With that, she grabbed a corner of the blanket and pulled it off!
A drooling, blonde beauty, and Snow’s snow-white, blossoming body.
Why were these two unrelated people sleeping in her bed, and Snow dressed so… revealingly!
How scandalous! How immoral!
Ptooey!
Lena put her hands on her hips, demanding an explanation.
Who could accept their long-pursued ice queen sleeping with their “good brother” (future wife)?
Under the same roof, and secretly, in her room! Cuddling! Being intimate!
Aaaaaahhhhh!
Lena was inwardly screaming.
Although she didn’t think Molly would cheat on her, two people sleeping together was still uncomfortable, especially with Snow dressed so seductively.
“It’s not what you think,” Angel tugged at Lena’s sleeve.
“If you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have felt like a cuckolded husband in a manga,” Lena said, on the verge of tears.
She composed herself.
Lena approached Molly, who was oblivious to the danger, her snores and teeth grinding creating a comical melody.
“Hey, wake up.”
Lena pushed her.
“Mmm… mmm…”
“Why are you sleeping in my bed, get up, damn it!”
Lena poked Molly’s chubby bottom, but Molly simply rolled over, her limbs wrapping around Snow like an octopus.
They stared at each other.
“I don’t know,” Snow looked directly at Lena, her pure eyes not lying.
“I understand.”
Lena made a stopping gesture, pointing at Molly. “She forced you, I understand, you don’t have to explain.”
“Lena, I like you.”
“Mm, I’ll teach her a lesson, so you… huh?”
Lena’s mind went blank. “What did you just say…?”
“I like you.”
Snow repeated herself.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of hope, her snow-white legs rubbing together nervously.
Well, this confession was so sudden, it left Lena speechless.
After a long while, Lena finally recovered.
“So you were planning to seduce me in my room, but you ended up sleeping with Molly by mistake, thinking she was me.”
Lena rubbed her face, finally understanding.
She hadn’t been cheated on, what she had seen was an illusion.
“I told you Snow wouldn’t betray you, and you didn’t believe me…”
Angel grumbled, “Which one of the girls in this house isn’t your type? Why are you so surprised?”
“Uh…”
Lena admitted she had overreacted.
She had read too many… novels, so she had naturally thought of that.
But why was Molly in her bed?
Everyone’s gaze fell on Molly.
The blonde, busty lolita’s biological clock was about to go off, a good afternoon nap having replenished her energy.
“Haa—”
Her wings stretched as she yawned, rubbing her eyes, her crimson pupils signaling the return of the queen of the night.
“You… uh… you all! Peeping Toms!”
Molly covered herself with her wings, glaring at Lena.
She looked as if she had suffered a great loss.
“Why are you in my room instead of your coffin?” Lena retorted, her eyes narrowed, a silent battle of wills between them.
“Your bed is soft, my coffin is hard.”
“So you broke into my house and slept with my woman?”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
Lena sneered, gesturing towards Snow.
Molly turned, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead, but she still tried to act tough. “I didn’t sleep with her! I don’t even know when she got here!”
“How can you prove it? I saw everything.”
Lena’s smile was wicked.
Anyone could see Lena was teasing her, but Molly, her mind in a knot, didn’t get it. “What do you want?!”
And this was exactly what Lena had been waiting for. “Nothing much, you slept with my little wife, so you have to compensate me, hehehe…”
The devil’s laughter sent a chill down Molly’s spine. “How disgusting, I would never give my body to you, dream on!”
“That’s not up to you.”
Lena spread her hands.
Snow immediately put on a pitiful expression, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Such a quick and tacit understanding, it stunned the other two.
Molly was cornered, her helpless gaze turning to Angel, a hint of pleading in her eyes.
“Fine. I agree, but only within my abilities.”
“Mm-hmm, no problem, don’t you trust me?”
Lena wouldn’t take advantage of her, but there was an urgent matter that required a powerful fighter, one who was active at night…
