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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
While the students in the bustling banquet hall were focused on the crimson envelopes slowly drifting down from the sky, the black-haired imperial princess silently approached her target.
“Senior?”
Roel was dumbstruck by the delectable treat offered to his mouth. He could have never imagined that Lilian would be so bold even when they were already back at the academy.
Their relationship was no longer the same after the experiences they shared, but there were still many obstacles between them. Just the restriction from Emperor Lukas was a huge hurdle for them to overcome.
Lilian had received a handwritten letter from Emperor Lukas forbidding her from approaching any member of the Ascart House. She still couldn’t understand why the latter would impose such a restriction, but as an imperial princess, she had to obey his will. At the very least, she mustn’t be caught explicitly defying his edict.
Such a public display of affection was definitely out of the question.
“Senior, there are too many people here.”
Roel tried to reject her, but right after he said those words, Paul Ackermann suddenly walked over with a platter in hand. With his body, he concealed the two of them from the rest of the crowd.
“Quick, we don’t have much time. Ah—” urged Lilian.
Looking at Paul’s cover and listening to Lilian’s urging, Roel found himself utterly dumbfounded. Afraid that others would see them, he could only quickly lean forward and gobble up the cake on Lilian’s fork before anxiously returning to his original position.
Satisfied, Lilian casually walked past him, as if nothing had happened between them.
Thanks to the music accompaniment and the crimson envelope cakes, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was pushed to a new high. Most of the female students who were already full from the earliest feast unhesitatingly dug into the crimson cake, lending support to the theory that women did indeed have a separate stomach for desserts.
After confirming that no one had noticed their earlier interaction, Roel heaved a sigh of relief. Hi
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