Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
“Alicia, can you explain what you’re doing on my bed?”
In an unoccupied guest room in the Azure Manor, Roel stared at the foreign ceiling above him as he asked with a tone that carried a hint of ire. Beside him, an adorable silver-haired girl squeezed her head between his arm and waist, tickling him a little.
“You’re awake? Good morning, Lord Brother.”
Upon hearing Roel’s livid question, Alicia blinked her eyes and decided to play deaf. She ignored his question and instead attempted to lean in for a morning kiss, but Roel cruelly rejected her by pushing her shoulders back.
“Don’t you think that you have overused this trick, Alicia Ascart? Don’t think that you can circumvent my question just like that!” warned Roel with narrowed eyes.
He felt like he was going to go bald from stress one of these days.
Yesterday night, after the two of them arrived at the Azure Manor, Roel gave his room to Alicia so that she could catch a good sleep while he humbled himself with one of the unoccupied smaller guest rooms. This gesture showed just how much he doted on her.
It was one thing for him to wake up with soreness all over his body, but what really grated at his nerves was when he realized that his sacrifice had been in vain. Alicia had forsaken the comfy bed in his bedroom to squeeze with him in this stiff single bed!
Of course, Alicia had an answer to that too.
“Lord Brother, I’m a sensitive sleeper. As comfortable as your bed is, I wasn’t able to fall asleep there.”
“You’re sensitive about that soft bed, but somehow you’re fine with this stiff one? I don’t recall our manor having any beds as stiff as this.”
“This bed is indeed atrocious, but at least Lord Brother is here.”
“You…”
Facing the smiling Alicia, Roel found himself unable to come up with any rebuttals to her remark. In the end, he could only heave a sigh.
He used to think that Alicia would become more independent over the years and start distancing herself from him, but contrary to his expectations, she only grew even more clingy. Looking at how things turned out, he wondere
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