RNP Chapter 131 The Witch's Taste Is Really Good
Chapter 131 The Witch's Taste Is Really Good
Chapter 131 The Witch's Taste Is Really Good
After dinner, Raphael and Sophia sat at the table, drinking tea and chatting.
They still didn't talk about what happened last night, and Sophia was getting a little anxious. She had always felt that Raphael must have had a purpose in saving her.
But she had no idea what the purpose was.
So far, Raphael has not shown any malice.
Moreover, he had great self-control. Although he would occasionally tell a veiled joke and made no attempt to hide his appreciation of her beauty and figure, he only went this far.
Sofia felt this was a great respect for her. The men she had met before only cared about their own comfort and never cared about her health.
That night, the two lay in bed and began to talk about some more private topics.
Raphael said he started stealing on the streets when he was 5 years old, joined a gang when he was 13, and almost died in gang fights several times. Later, he met an extraordinary person and became that extraordinary person's subordinate.
These memories all belonged to the original owner, and Raphael found them somewhat unfamiliar, but they were still quite useful for fooling people.
Sofia had a good childhood; her family owned a villa and had servants. But later, for some unknown reason, they suddenly went bankrupt, and her father disappeared.
A few years later, her mother died of illness, and 12-year-old Sofia went to a distant place alone, where she almost starved to death several times.
Raphael could sense that Sophia was getting emotional as she spoke, which must have been her own experience, or rather, his own.
At the end of the conversation, Sofia remarked, "I haven't talked about these memories with anyone for a very long time. Actually—actually, I was quite scared back then—"
The next second, she felt a large, cold hand grasp hers.
Sofia took Raphael's hand and rolled into his arms. His body was cool, but it made her feel—safe and secure.
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
Raphael patted her bottom to comfort her, then went to sleep with the sweet-smelling witch in his arms.
It wasn't that Raphael had great perseverance, but rather that he knew the atmosphere hadn't been properly set up yet and needed another day to build up.
The next day, Raphael went out to buy breakfast again, but it wasn't as greasy as the day before.
Today, Raphael went out in the morning instead of going out. He went to the rented factory again, carefully repaired the zombies, and then practiced the formation.
At noon, Raphael had lunch with Sophia as usual. He glanced at Sophia's clothes and said, "I'll go shopping with you this afternoon to buy some clothes."
Sofia responded with a sweet smile: "Okay."
They first went to the department store and bought some underwear. In the women's underwear section, there was only one man, Raphael.
Raphael didn't think much of it, after all, he had accompanied his girlfriend to such lingerie stores before he time-traveled, and was responsible for commenting on which pieces were suitable.
But in Rue, a region known for its conservatism, few gentlemen are willing to come to this area.
In addition, Raphael's youth and good looks attracted the attention of many women, but when they saw Sophia coming out of the fitting room, they all looked away, because they knew very well that they had no chance.
Walking down the street, Sofia, dressed in men's clothing, attracted the attention of many people.
Later, in a women's clothing store, after changing into the clothes she had just bought, she attracted even more attention.
So much so that on the way back in the evening, Raphael had to change modes of transportation twice before finally putting a veil on Sophia and returning to the apartment.
Raphael explained that wild extraordinary beings should keep a low profile, but Sophia knew that Raphael was afraid that his companions or enemies would come looking for him.
However, she had a very enjoyable shopping afternoon and ignored this minor flaw.
Raphael also realized this, so tonight they could move the plan forward.
In fact, Raphael was not the kind of person who knew how to please women. He felt that it was his newfound arrogance and open-mindedness after he became a "madman" that attracted Sophia.
In a way, this could be considered a blessing in disguise.
Dinner was very lavish, and the two of them talked without much awkwardness, with Sofia's charming laughter often heard.
After dinner, Sophia took a shower in the bathroom. Looking at her body in the mirror, she saw that the wounds had turned into scars, and the "witch's" own power would allow these scars to heal in no time.
Sofia carefully dried herself off, then put on a nightgown and came out.
Raphael was half-lying on the bed, staring blankly out the dark window. When Sophia entered the bedroom, Raphael turned his head.
With a smile, Sofia slowly pulled open her pajamas.
Looking at the beautiful body before him, Raphael smiled and said, "Tonight is sure to be an unforgettable night."
After he came into this world, he also went to street prostitutes to solve his physiological problems, but after going twice, he felt it was very boring.
He hadn't thought much of it before, but now that he saw the witch's face and body, Raphael realized that he hadn't been interested in those streetwalkers.
Raphael felt that he would relive the events of tonight in bed on some nights to come.
Sofia lifted her pajamas and slowly climbed into bed—
— (Don't curse, I've tried before, and even writing it subtly will get you banned.)
Late at night.
Lying on the bed, Raphael held Sophia in his arms: "I thought you needed to entertain men often, and that you must be tired of it by now. I never expected you could give people such a wonderful experience."
Especially the final burst of "pleasure," which was perfectly timed, almost sent Raphael flying.
This made him exclaim: "The Emperor was right, the witch's taste is really good."
After saying this, Raphael clearly felt Sophia in his arms stiffen slightly, and her hand that was stroking his chest hesitated.
Raphael hugged Sophia: "This is a power that a potion gave you. What's there to be ashamed of?"
"Besides, those so-called upper-class people are so promiscuous, yet they keep criticizing ordinary people for being immoral. These are the most disgusting people."
He has no conscience, and he has no sense of cleanliness in this regard, so he doesn't care at all that the woman in his arms slept with two men and a woman the night before last.
On the contrary, he found it quite exciting.
Sofia hugged Raphael too, and she could tell that Raphael really didn't care about any of this.
Raphael said, "You'll stay with me again tomorrow night, but the day after tomorrow you can leave."
Now is the perfect time to move forward with the plan; Sophia would think that his psychological defenses are at their weakest now.
Sophia kissed Raphael's cold chest: "I want to rest here for a few more days."
"No, I'll miss you if you stay another night," Raphael said with a smile. "Besides, if you don't arrive by the day after tomorrow, you'll be in great danger, because I saved you for a reason."
Sofia smiled and finally began to reveal her purpose, but then she felt a sense of loss.
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