Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
At the dining table in the Labyrinth Villa, from time to time, Roel would feed a spoonful of soup into Alicia’s cherry lips, and her throat would quiver ever so slightly as she swallowed it down. At the end of which, she would even lick her lips slightly to clean off the soup around her mouth.
(Affection Points +100!)
Is this heaven? This must be heaven, right?
Roel felt like a part of his soul was drifting toward paradise just by looking at Alicia. The smile had barely left his face for even an instant.
The heart-to-heart talk on the bed in the afternoon had led to a complete reconciliation between Roel and Alicia. In fact, their relationship had only grown closer after the slight crisis they faced. Their feelings were manifested in how they could barely stay away from one another at all.
Roel wanted to make up for a week’s worth of missed doses of Aliciatonin, and Alicia was releasing all of the feelings she had suppressed over the week. If not because Roel thought that it was inappropriate, Alicia would have even wanted to join him in bed tonight.
However, there was one thing that had left Roel feeling a little down, and that was Alicia had already turned 8. After overcoming her mental trauma, she was in the phase where she felt that she ought to be more independent. As a result, the thrice a day feeding sessions had been reduced to once a day.
Roel was gladdened by Alicia’s desire to improve herself and mature, but he couldn’t help but feel a little lonely about it. The three times daily healing sessions might have been reduced to one, but that was precisely why he treasured it even more than before.
As a result, there was a very contrasting sight at the Ascarts’ dining table. While Roel and Alicia were being lovey-dovey, the oldest one was left all alone in the corner, munching on his ham sandwich. Carter was honestly a little surprised to see how the two siblings were closer than ever, which left him at a loss as to how he should announce the deal he had made with the Xeclydes earlier in the day.
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