Why isn’t She Acting Cute Anymore?

On the way back to the Ilidari Estate, Long Ling stayed by Violet’s side.

Her current identity was Violet’s fiancée, so Violet’s personal maid, Ellena, could only ride outside on horseback.

Long Ling silently thought of the question she had heard that afternoon.

Crown Prince Lolan had asked her if she was Violet’s little darling, and what the taste was like.

Actually, not hearing the answer was the best.

She was not a little darling at all, but a cheap little gift that could be thrown away at any time.

The taste wasn’t very good either, which was why Miss Evil Dragon always stopped after only a taste.

Long Ling clenched her palm, her nails digging into her flesh, pinching out mottled red marks.

She tried to adjust her mood, but failed several times.

Long Ling pressed the back of her hand against her depressed cheek.

Suddenly, her dragon tail was pinched by a cold hand.

She had been too excited by Miss Evil Dragon’s seduction just now, and after the silver-white dragon tail had appeared, she had not been able to retract it.

It was quite obedient when hidden in her skirt, but once it was in a hidden and uninhabited place, it began to become unbridled.

The silver-white dragon tail felt smooth and plump, and it would occasionally touch Violet’s leg.

Violet’s leg was disabled and had no sensation, but being teased by Long Ling’s dragon tail would cause strange feelings in her heart.

The healthy little dragon’s scales were dazzling, beautiful, and radiant.

Violet originally wanted to take the dragon tail away, but when she saw Long Ling’s reddened eyes, her cold heart inexplicably softened.

She was still sad after so long. Was she too harsh on this little dragon just now?

Violet couldn’t help but speak, calling softly, “Long Ling.”

Long Ling immediately raised her eyes and found that her dragon tail was being held in Violet’s hand.

It seemed that she had disturbed Miss Evil Dragon.

She hurriedly hugged her dragon tail back, and said nervously, “Duchess Violet, I’m sorry, did I hurt you just now?”

Violet was dissatisfied with Long Ling’s presumptuous behaviour of hugging the dragon tail back.

According to her previous experiences, shouldn’t the little milk dragon tightly wrap her dragon tail around her?

Violet said lightly, “It hurt.”

Long Ling panicked, no longer hugging her dragon tail, and said to Violet, “I’m sorry, I’ll rub it for you now.”

Violet was satisfied with Long Ling’s obedience and understanding, leaned back on the red velvet seat, and enjoyed the little milk dragon’s service.

Long Ling leaned beside her, very well-behaved, and helped her massage her legs, considerate and thoughtful.

The strawberry-flavoured pheromones were faint, covering her body, comfortable and peaceful.

Violet gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was leaning on Long Ling’s shoulder, and Long Ling was still diligently massaging her.

It was rare to have such a soft and docile Alpha.

Usually, Alphas at this time would feel that their self-esteem had been trampled on by the Omega, and even if the pretense was good, they would start to show their sharp fangs.

The little milk dragon’s fingers were slender, and the massage movements were gentle and slow, as if she was touching a rare treasure.

Too easy to bully, without any dissatisfaction, and even the sad emotions disappeared quickly.

Violet’s mind flashed back to Long Ling’s injured expression at the beginning, the broken look in her eyes, and the way she curled up in the corner of the bed without moving when she fell asleep last night.

She lightly parted her red lips:

“You don’t have to rub anymore. There’s still a while before we get back to the estate. You can stop and rest now.”

Long Ling’s movements paused for a moment, and her ice-blue eyes were a little dazed.

After all, Miss Evil Dragon usually wanted her to keep massaging.

But she wasn’t a masochist either.

It was rare for Miss Evil Dragon to show kindness, so of course she had to stop and rest.

Long Ling tilted her head and leaned against the wall of the car, and the thoughts in her head couldn’t help but fly away.

She originally wanted to divert her attention by thinking about other things, but her mind was now occupied by Miss Evil Dragon.

No, she couldn’t think about Miss Evil Dragon anymore.

She had to treat her identity as Miss Evil Dragon’s fiancée as a job, separating public and private matters, so that she wouldn’t be too sad.

The mixed thoughts kept pulling her back and forth, and Long Ling quickly felt tired.

She closed her eyes, and her thick eyelashes were wet, as if thin snow had melted on them.

The silver-white long hair was blown by the evening wind outside the car window, and a strand of long hair blew on Long Ling’s porcelain-white cheeks.

Her lips, as red as berries, were slightly pursed.

Sleeping like this was not comfortable.

There were no cushions, but Long Ling didn’t even frown, and slept very peacefully, as if she was used to this kind of life.

Violet couldn’t help but think of Long Ling’s background.

Was it because she didn’t have a good life in the Arnold family that she had become the Alpha she was now?

She originally thought that Long Ling would come over to rely on her, or act spoiled towards her, and say some flattering and nice things like before.

But this time, there was nothing.

What was the little milk dragon thinking in her heart?

Violet’s hand supported her cheek, and she stared at Long Ling for a while before turning her gaze to the outside of the car window.

The carriage traveled very quickly, and soon arrived at Ilidari Estate.

Ellena quickly came over, ready to serve Duchess Violet off the carriage, but was stopped by Violet with a look.

Ellena silently glanced into the car.

It turned out that Miss Long Ling was asleep in the carriage, and her head was slowly sliding to the other side, almost leaning against the window.

Violet’s eyes were gentle, and she reached out to gently stroke Long Ling’s cheek, allowing her to lean on her shoulder.

Ellena quickly bent down and asked the other guards to move gently.

This wait lasted until it was completely dark.

When Long Ling woke up, she found that she had been sleeping in the carriage for a long time.

She felt like she was pillowing someone’s shoulder, and took a light breath.

It seemed to be a delicate and quiet rose-flavoured pheromone.

—It was the scent of Miss Evil Dragon.

Long Ling opened her eyes quietly in disbelief and found that she was leaning on Violet’s shoulder.

Her silver-white long hair was tangled with Violet’s wavy long hair, and the scarlet colour that she had rubbed against was still spreading across her snow-white neck.

Violet was looking down at a book, and the ancient book was floating in the air.

Light purple magic was surrounding it, and the pages were turning automatically.

The light of the magic was reflected in Violet’s dark golden eyes, looking very mysterious.

In the alternating light and shadow, her facial features were deep and charming.

Everything around was very quiet, and Long Ling couldn’t help but stare blankly, her heart pounding.

“Get up now that you’re awake,” Violet’s low and magnetic voice came.

Long Ling’s ears turned red all at once, and she immediately sat up straight.

Violet lightly tapped her finger, and the book in front of her closed and was automatically stored in the box next to her.

She slightly raised her chin and glanced at Ellena beside her.

Ellena quickly and respectfully bowed and placed a special ladder by the carriage, ready to serve at any time.

Violet rotated the ruby on her thumb, and the wheelchair automatically went down the ladder.

Long Ling was left in place, and could only watch Violet walk away from her.

Only Ellena looked back at her, whispering something to Violet, but Violet didn’t look back from beginning to end.

The entire Ilidari Estate became busy again because of the return of the estate owner.

Long Ling realized that she was the only one who was lonely.

Just as she was feeling a little lost, Nora walked towards her.

“Miss Long Ling, you’re finally back. I’ve locked the tavern door for you. This is the new key.”

Long Ling took the shiny silver key from Nora’s hand, and said gently,

“Thank you for your hard work. How is the cleaning work in the tavern going?”

Nora quickly said, “We’ve already cleaned the first floor. We’ve mopped the floor many times. You’ll know when you go and see it tomorrow. It’s especially clean and beautiful now.”

This was the first thing that Miss Long Ling had entrusted to her, and Nora had personally taken action to ensure its successful completion, wiping the floor many times with a cloth.

Miss Long Ling was Duchess Violet’s fiancée, and might be the future Duchess.

Her aunt, the housekeeper Marcia, had instructed her to be sure to perform well in front of Miss Long Ling.

With Nora’s help, and four maids as assistants, Long Ling felt that there was no problem with reopening her dilapidated tavern.

But she had just angered Miss Evil Dragon, and the future of the tavern was probably not very bright and brilliant.

Nora noticed that Long Ling was in a low mood, and carefully stayed by her side: “Miss Long Ling, are you in a bad mood?”

Long Ling pretended to be relaxed and shook her head: “I’m just a little hungry.”

Nora couldn’t figure it out.

Miss Long Ling was clearly very happy when she left, and Duchess Violet’s affection for Miss Long Ling was obvious to all.

Why was Miss Long Ling in a bad mood as soon as she came back?

Duchess Violet had spent a long time with Miss Long Ling in the carriage.

She comforted, “Miss Long Ling, don’t worry. Omegas may have a few days when they’re in a bad mood. You should spend more time with the Duchess.”

Long Ling pinched her fingertips.

‘If only it were that simple. Miss Evil Dragon’s preferences are always unpredictable.’