Not Super Robot Wars at All

Chapter 235: On the Wheel of Angels

Chapter 235: On the Wheel of Angels

Chapter 235: On the Wheel of Angels

Ade stared dully at the ceiling, and his pupils were as empty as if they had lost focus. The girl who was his nominal adopted daughter not long ago snuggled up to his side, and her soft and slender index finger moved weakly.

As if to make up for all the lost time in these years, Mineva wantonly squandered her physical strength and tried everything she had seen, heard, and wanted to do. Even in the few short breaks, due to the lack of Ade's self-defense function, she could still easily continue to stimulate his body by various means.

However, after more than ten hours of high-intensity exercise, even if Mineva is young and energetic, she can't hold on. Her hair cluttered her sweaty forehead. Her rapid and greedy breathing exposed her weakness at the moment, and her muscles were extremely sore due to a lack of oxygen.

With the gradual decrease of dopamine concentration in the body, Ade's eyes finally began to recover. No matter how confused his thoughts are, he must stop Mineva's reckless action at present. Mineva is a living human, she can't withstand it.

"Take a break, Mineva. If you continue, I'm afraid it will cause permanent damage to your body." Looking at the girl's tired look, Ade whispered painfully, "Take a hot bath, eat something and have a good sleep. I can't run away anyway. You don't have to hurt yourself."

Mineva stood up and looked at him with difficulty at the sound, and her eyes were full of complicated expressions. Just as Ade was about to say something, the girl suddenly bowed her head, blocked his mouth, and tore up his lips. She didn't stop until the bloody smell spread on the tip of her tongue.

"Don't talk to me in that tone" Mineva looked at him with begging eyes. "We've done everything. I've done everything they've done. Haven't my heart been reaching you yet? It still didn't work even if I have done so far?"

"Mineva," Ade dodged the girl's sight with a guilty look, "Listen to me"

"Why?" Mineva shivered and interrupted, "Why can't I love you like C.C.?"

"Enough, Mineva, give yourself some dignity." Nunnally's voice came from the direction of the entrance. The young woman with a thin sword hanging on her waist slowly stepped into Ade's vision. "Mr. Lingus is not a superficial role that gets carried away by sex. What's wrong with honestly admitting your failure?"

"Sister Nunnally?!" Mineva nervously rolled out of bed and stood between Ade and Nunnally. "Please give me a little more time, I can "

"It's time. I've complied with the agreement. It's your turn next." Nunnally looked over Mineva's body and involuntarily raised her eyebrows. "Even the pillow you gave me is dirty. How can I use it in the future? I can't continue to sleep with it after washing it, right?"

"Sorry, I'm a little out of shape." Mineva, who knew she was wrong, blushed, but still looked at Nunnally stubbornly, "But can we stop here? After the successful revenge, there is only emptiness left. I don't want Sister Nunnally to be like that."

"Do you want to go back now, or do you think it doesn't matter after you finish your long cherished wish?" Nunnally narrowed her eyes, put her left hand close to her waist and tapped her five fingers on the scabbard. "Mineva, but it's not good to be too selfish."

Ade suddenly had a warning in his heart. However, before he had time to do something, Mineva fell into Nunnally's arms with a "pa".

"Little girls are easy to rebel when they grow up. You know this better than me, right?" Nunnally took the girl in her arms and smiled at Ade. "The end of the revenge drama is about to begin. I'll wait for you at the last stage. Mr. Lingus, we'll see each other later."

Mineva is a "hostage" - watching Nunnally turn away, Ade instinctively understood this.

"By the way, can you come alone?" Nunnally said without looking back, "After all, this is only our ending."

When Ade regained his freedom, Nunnally had left with Mineva for more than two hours. A maid with an oriental face entered the secret room according to Nunnally's instructions, untied him, bathed and dressed him, and told him that a guest was looking for him. Following the maid into a reception room, Ade saw an unexpected person.

"What a coincidence." C. C. put down her tea cup and nodded calmly to him, "I arrived here 15 minutes ago. I didn't expect you to be here."

Ade sat uneasily next to C.C. and managed to sort out some messy thoughts. He didn't even notice that the maid had left after bowing to them.

"Your breathing suddenly became disordered, your eyes were erratic, and your hands you look like you don't know where to put them." C. C.'s golden pupils flickered dangerously, "Did you do something that makes you feel guilty to me?"

Ade was stunned. What should he say now? I was fucked by Mineva? I was confused and helpless? I didn't know what to do? Isn't it a little shameless to say such a thing to her now?

"Yes, I did." Ade raised his head and took a deep breath. "Mineva and I "

"All right." C. C. smiled and put her index finger on her lips. "I don't need you to explain to me now. I know you're not feeling well."

"I" Ade suddenly responded, "You knew it would be like this?"

"Sixty or seventy percent." C. C. picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip. "No matter how cold and heartless I was, I watched her grow up. What else can I do? Kill her?"

Seeing that Ade was silent, C.C. sighed helplessly, "By the way, Alice has been sent home, and Ikari checked and said she's okay. Ange wanted to come and was stopped by me. She finally remembered that TurnA was demolished by you. Now she can't leave the moon."

"Thank you." Ade rubbed his eyebrows.

"Also, don't let messy women call home in the future." Watching Ade sit up as nervous as a primary school student, C.C. couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. Even the cold voice line was with a faint smile. "I'll let you go this time. It's not an example."

Ade suddenly felt that his eyes were a little wet for no reason, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

"Go ahead, it's up to you." C. C. hold up and gently kissed his lips, "I'll wait for you at home."