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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The following morning, Roel woke up to the gentle touch of Charlotte’s breath on his neck.
It was warm, and it carried a light fragrance. It felt a bit ticklish but also a bit arousing. It was like a foxtail that kept tickling his sleepy mind, rousing him from his rest.
The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself face-to-face with a beautiful little princess.
Charlotte was currently lying right beside him, on the same bed. Her silky auburn hair was scattered over the pillows. Even under the faint light, her fair skin still looked impeccable. Her noble aura paired with her white sleepwear left Roel with an illusion that he was staring right at the real Sleeping Beauty.
W-what is she doing here?
Startled fully awake, Roel’s mind jammed up for a few seconds at the sight of his bed companion. Of course, this wasn’t the first time Roel was sleeping with a girl, but the other person had always been Alicia, his younger sister. Rather than saying that they were ‘sleeping together’, it was more accurate to say that he was accompanying a child to bed. However, that was clearly not the case with Charlotte.
Ah, right. It must be due to what Isabella told her about accompanying me in bed or something. I didn’t think that Charlotte would actually take her words for real.
Roel shook his head with a helpless sigh as he wondered why Charlotte would pay such credence to her ancestor’s words. She was usually so sharp-witted when they were together, so it was an interesting contrast to see her being so obedient. But still…
She looks good.
Staring at the face just a few centimeters away, Roel thought about how the saying that ‘a person’s charm disappears when examined close-up’ didn’t apply to Charlotte at all. She still looked equally perfect close-up, luring him in deeper and deeper…
“Cough cough.”
Feeling a little embarrassed, Roel turned his head away with a reddened face.
While it was at the instruction of her ancestor, Charlotte still abandoned her reticence as a woman to share a bed with him. It would be disrespectful of him to harbor d
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