617: Chapter 258 Return to Lundan 617: Chapter 258 Return to Lundan “Asshole!
Pervert!”
“Freak!
Low-life!
Shaless…”
In the bedroom, Veronica sealed herself within the blankets, wrapping herself into a cocoon, thoughts of last night vivid in her mind, cursing society’s trash for deceiving an innocent girl.
Tsunderes are like that, anyway, she wasn’t wrong; the mistake was all Wayne’s.
“Okay, okay, it’s all my fault, I was wrong, I won’t dare to do it again, okay?”
Frustrated by his limited vocabulary, the more Wayne listened, the angrier he got.
To avoid further injury, he decisively interrupted Veronica’s casting and, seeing the tsundere refusing to leave her cocoon, reached to snatch the blanket away.
“Mmmmm——”
“Let go.”
“No, I won’t!”
With one pulling and the other tugging, the blanket couldn’t take the strain and tore down the middle.
Veronica blushed furiously, stamred, and used the remaining blanket to cover her essentials: “Asshole, you’re bullying , and now you’ve ruined the blanket too.”
“Uh, the force is mutual, so you’re half to bla.”
“I don’t care, it’s your fault.”
…
Wayne shrugged his shoulders, suspecting Veronica wasn’t referring to the blanket.
If it were so other destroyed thing, indeed, he was the impulsive one.
The fourteen Resentful Spirits affected him deeply; being a Holy Maiden candidate himself, he always subconsciously linked it with Veronica, and in an uncontrolled mont, he didn’t keep a grip on his gun and it went off.
Since there had been previous dawdling, Veronica hadn’t expected a real move, so…
Wayne admitted his guilt, but it couldn’t all be blad on him, like in the subsequent rounds, where he was the passive party.
These thoughts, Wayne dared only keep to himself, speaking sweet nothings, he princess-carried Veronica to the bathroom with swift steps.
Veronica held onto half a blanket, covered her flushed face, her legs kicking in midair, demanding the societal trash put her down at once.
She wasn’t going anywhere today, only planning to lie in bed.
“Not too good, you haven’t finished yesterday’s howork and Teacher Saina will be here soon.
You wouldn’t want her to discover anything, right?”
Wayne had skills in taming dragons, hitting the tsundere’s weak spot with one move; she ceased resistance imdiately and let him carry her into the bathroom.
…
“Teacher Saina, sorry to have kept you waiting.”
Wayne entered the living room and handed a cup of red tea to the Dragon Language Teacher Saina.
Seeing his jubilant expression, she didn’t think much of it, assuming he was just in high spirits from subduing fourteen servants.
It wasn’t until Veronica descended the stairs hesitantly, her face blooming with the radiance of love, that Saina realized what had happened last night.
As a re bystander, Saina felt these two had crossed the line; this was her ho, not an asset of the Lando Family.
What, Wayne was her faith, everything she owned belonged to Wayne, rounded up, her house was an asset of the Randao Family?
Then it’s fine, forget what she said.
Veronica saw Saina’s slight frown, perhaps sensing sothing, and snorted coldly, lifting her hand to cling onto Wayne’s arm.
Saina: “…”
What an immature little girl, this was a sign of lack of confidence, not mature at all.
If it had been her rolling in the sheets with Wayne last night, the next day she would definitely be straightforward…
Halfway through the thought, Saina fell silent; comparing was futile, she’ll pretend she hadn’t thought that.
Looking at Wayne, sweet-talking Veronica into a good mood, his mouth as sweet as if sared with honey.
His expression was usual; whether he was keeping his promise of not hearing her thoughts, or he did hear and chose not to respond, pretending to be deaf.
Speak up, why play mute at this ti?
A bit of mockery would be good.
Saina was extrely jealous; whether Veronica was right or wrong, whether she was making unreasonable demands, Wayne was willing to coax her into happiness.
She couldn’t, only standing on the sideline watching.
Ultimately a mature woman, Saina realized her thoughts were inappropriate and hit the brakes in ti, avoiding the tragedy of a car plumting into the abyss.
“Veronica, did you finish yesterday’s howork?”
“Err…”
Veronica faltered; after all, she had been distracted from her howork last night, with a significant portion left untouched on her desk.
“Go do your howork, I’ll give you three hours.
After that, today’s lesson starts, and, by the way, today’s howork is doubled,” Saina, putting on her stern teacher face, scolded Veronica seriously.
This task she knew well; she had trained Hefei in the sa manner back in the day.
Veronica, unable to raise her head after the scolding, stealthily tugged at Wayne’s sleeve, signaling the societal trash to stop laughing and to exercise so initiative by helping her out.
Just make up any excuse, anything would do.
“Teacher Saina, please allow to make an excuse for Veronica.
She didn’t neglect her howork, it’s just that last night she was too busy, with no ti for howork,” Wayne said seriously, “Last night she was busy falling in love with .
Before we knew it, we were rolling in the sheets, kept at it until…”
Who let you say that!
Veronica, both embarrassed and angry, kicked the societal trash hard, unwilling to face Saina’s aningful smile, she rushed upstairs in a fluster.
After ten seconds, she peered out from the corridor and saw the backs of Wayne and Saina as they entered the Dark Domain.
The Old Witch was twisting her waist again!
…
Saina’s guidance for Wayne lasted for half a month, during which they organized Dragon Language books and had Veronica take this gift to Hefei.
Due to Wayne’s insistence, Saina didn’t dare keep anything secret and passed on all her knowledge to the two students.
Although Veronica didn’t like Saina, always feeling that the Old Witch was trying to seduce her fiancé and that there might have been an indecent transaction between them, possibly crossing the line, she still respectfully called her teacher in face of the generous gift.
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