History at the Library

Always a Happy Ending (11)

She thought it was too much to do this before the swollen lips all subsided, but Vivian naturally put her arms around his neck. Because she’s used to kissing him, who is as persistent and clingy as if to eat her.

It was always new and precious to communicate with him, even if it was a little hard. The more he kissed her, the more he smiled, the more she fell in love with him. These days, she felt like she was testing where the end of happiness was.

As his tongue grazed the roof of her mouth, she groaned more and more tightly. Then his lips began to climb down his neck as if they were very natural.

“Well, Aiden, wait a minute……..”

She knew this would happen. Aiden’s kiss is generally more than plain. Kisses often lead to sex because they were blatantly obscene. Vivian desperately pushed him off the shoulder.

Does he know the word blessing? At this rate, she may not be able to get out of bed because of death or groaning.

However, if it was someone who would be pushed back, he would not have suffered from such hardships in the first place.

“Ah!”

She screamed briefly, clutching her lower abdomen and waist, thinking that she could not die like this.

“What’s wrong?”

It wasn’t a sweet moan, it was a sharp scream. Aiden raised his head in surprise if he had touched a bad place. And he asked with a worried look.

“Ugh, it really hurts…”

“He, does it hurt that much? Do you want me to call a doctor.”

Frustrated. Vivian grabbed his pouty lips when she saw him floundering with surprise. If she laughs because he’s cute here, she’s doomed.

She buried her head in his arms, controlling her facial expression, and slowly looked up at him with a dying face. She was exaggerating, but it wasn’t that she wasn’t sick, so she wasn’t just exaggerating.

“It’s okay not to call a doctor.”

Vivian looked sad as she held her lower abdomen in a dying voice.

The doctor, if he were to bring Kilix here, he would have mumbled ‘dirty couple’ with his eyes wide open.

This pain was not something that could be done for a doctor to come anyway. If he calls a priest or wizard, they won’t know. However, it is impossible to call them because of the aftereffects of having sex.

In fact, Aiden once really tried to call in a priest or wizard for Vivian who was in pain. But Vivian desperately refused because she was ashamed.

How is she supposed to ask such high-end personnel for embarrassing requests and look at their faces? In addition, it was obvious that the same thing would make her suffer over and over again.

It’s better to take a break even if she gets better slowly.

“Yes, so don’t touch me today. Let’s just talk.”

At that, Aiden stopped worrying and returned his expression to normal.

“Well.”

Somehow she had a bad feeling.

“What are you talking about?”

“Well… routine.”

“That’s what we do every day.”

She was having sex every day. Vivian wanted to refute, but he swallowed the word.

“An everyday, um, novel story?”

“It’s only for you.”

“You’re still wearing that ring. I’m buying you a new one.”

She struggled to change the subject, fiddling with the ring of flowers on his left ring finger. The flower with the conservation magic was as fresh as new, and it never went bad or ruined when it twisted around.

It was amazing, but it was more embarrassing. A Grand Duke who wears a flower ring.

Then Aiden shook his head and answered.

“Vivian, there’s no better gift. You left your death to me.”

Can he take this word in a more romantic manner?

There was. She definitely overworked herself, but that doesn’t mean she’s sick.

“Oh, it’s true that you’re sick?!”

“Of course I know. But isn’t it because you left me for a while because of the novel?”

He said there’s no grave without excuses.

“As a result, I’m sorry for Vivian, so I’ve been looking for magic supplies to treat you myself.”

“Oh, really?”

Vivian’s eyes sparkled. An artifact with a healing spell?

“I can’t help but look forward to it. Show me!”

She was so curious because it was the first artifact she saw since the ring with contraception magic. And the healing magic. Obviously, a mansion would have been a destructive price to ask for.

It was unfortunate in the current situation, but it was not a bad thing in the long run. Now she can heal it right away without a priest or wizard!

“I brought a cream and a gel because I have a necklace with healing magic.”

Why the hell? Vivian asked with her eyes. But she felt like she knew the reason without asking.

“Gel……?”

“I thought the cream would be sticky.”

“…….”

No, there’s an option called a necklace right in front of it.

“Then I’ll heal you right away.”

Aiden pulled a glass can out of his arms and pulled out the plug. Seeing the glass bumping into each other in his inner pocket, it didn’t seem like a thing or two. Vivian sighed, lamenting her fate. Yeah, the conclusion is the same, whether it’s a healing necklace, cream or gel.

“Then just treat it.”

She lay still and said meaningless things.

“You won’t listen to me anyway, but I’ll let you know.”

Then Aiden kissed her lips like a bird and smiled strangely.

He skillfully raised her knees, spread them apart between her legs, and spilled gel on his fingers. As if to check the viscosity for a moment, Aiden, who was rubbing his fingers, slowly began to apply gel to his p*nis.

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