Chapter 97: Don’t Waste It!
Adele had no idea how to fill out the form, but she did her best, filling in the blanks as she understood them. Jasmine, watching from behind, saw it all clearly. The form is filled out nicely. Now please don’t fill out any more forms…
Under normal circumstances, this form would definitely be rejected and sent back for revisions.
But the staff member, seeing the name “Adele Blake,” plastered a forced smile on her face. “Miss Blake, here’s a slip. Please go to the payment counter on the second floor.” Adele nodded curtly, took the slip, and headed towards the second floor with Jasmine.
As they walked, she said, “I heard some girls from my year complaining about how their maids were always mistreated at the administration office, even driven to tears. I thought it would be difficult, but it’s nothing.”
Jasmine, walking beside her, couldn’t help but think, It’s possible that the administration office is indeed difficult, but they also discriminate. You’re the Blake heiress, and you’re here in person. They wouldn’t dare to mistreat you.
After all, the story of Adele single-handedly killing the school doctor during her first semester had spread throughout the staff. If she could get away with killing the school doctor, what could these lowly staff members possibly do to her? To protect themselves, they wouldn’t dare to offend Adele.
After paying the tuition, Adele returned to her room. Once inside, she started whining, “Jasmine, don’t go back to the servants’ quarters. Stay with me!” She clung to Jasmine’s suitcase, refusing to let her go.
Jasmine looked at her coldly. “Miss Adele, please don’t make things difficult for me. Unlike you, I have to clean and organize my room. It’s uninhabitable right now.”
Adele wanted to whine even louder, but she remembered that she was the mistress, even if Jasmine was stronger than her. And not just her mistress, but her lover as well… Whining like a child in front of Jasmine would be too embarrassing. So, she reluctantly released the suitcase and argued, “Then… then at Spark Farm, you’ll sleep in the same room as me!”
Jasmine was about to refuse again when Adele continued, “You’re already staying in the same suite as me. Your room is tiny and cramped, and it doesn’t even have a bathroom. It would be much more convenient for you to stay with me!”
Adele had a point. Jasmine thought about it. Sharing a room with Adele at Spark Farm wouldn’t be that unusual. So, she sighed and agreed.
Hearing Jasmine’s agreement, Adele was overjoyed. A triumphant smile appeared on her face. She knew Jasmine was about to leave, so she asked cautiously, “Can I have a kiss?” Asking for blood was probably out of the question. Adele knew this. Besides, she had been reckless last time, wanting to drink blood without any preparation.
The first two times had been impulsive. Next time, she would make it special!
Adele reaffirmed her resolve, but she still craved a kiss. It had been over a month since their last kiss, and that time, it had been Jasmine who had kissed her. As her mistress, how could she let Jasmine take the lead all the time? She wanted to kiss Jasmine too!
Jasmine considered it. Since they were lovers now, a kiss was acceptable. She nodded.
Seeing Jasmine’s agreement, Adele was even more delighted. She pulled Jasmine onto the sofa and stood before her, placing her hands on Jasmine’s shoulders. Because she was the one initiating this time, her hands tightened nervously, then she quickly loosened her grip.
She was afraid of hurting Jasmine. Although she knew Jasmine was strong, years of habit weren’t easily broken. In Adele’s mind, Jasmine was still the weak, vulnerable person who needed her protection.
Looking down at Jasmine, who was looking up at her, Adele was struck by her beauty and fragility. Her short black hair framed her face, making her look incredibly cute. And the way she sat on the sofa, her hands folded neatly in her lap, was captivating.
Adele’s silver hair, escaping its confines, brushed against Jasmine’s face as she leaned down. The contrast between white and black was stark, yet harmonious.
“I’m… I’m going to do it now.”
Adele swallowed hard, her voice betraying her nervousness. But Jasmine simply nodded, her dark eyes fixed on Adele. Adele loved Jasmine’s eyes, especially at this moment, when they reflected only her image.
It made Adele feel like Jasmine truly belonged to her.
She leaned down slowly, seeing Jasmine close her eyes. She had read in novels and poems that people closed their eyes when they kissed. Adele didn’t know why, but she slowly closed her eyes as well.
She wanted to kiss Jasmine’s lips, but she didn’t have the courage. So, she gently pressed her lips against Jasmine’s cheek. Jasmine’s cheek was warm, and the contact brought a comforting warmth to Adele’s lips. She didn’t know if Jasmine had felt the same way when she had kissed her, but Adele found the experience incredibly pleasant.
Inexperienced, Adele ended the kiss as quickly as it had begun, like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface. As she pulled away, her face was flushed, her eyes sparkling. The kiss, for her, had been both surprising and sweet.
But for Jasmine, it wasn’t enough. She felt the lingering coolness on her cheek and thought about Adele’s lips, soft and cold, like flower petals. This fleeting kiss wasn’t satisfying.
As Adele was about to pull away, Jasmine grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her down. Adele’s hair and skirt swirled around her, and before she could react, she was pinned to the sofa by her maid, who was now leaning over her.
“Adele…” Jasmine whispered her name, dropping the usual “Miss,” closing the distance between them. Adele’s cheeks were flushed, like a red rose in full bloom, ready to be plucked.
Jasmine said, “I want to kiss you.”
Adele nodded. Of course, she wouldn’t refuse. She loved being close to Jasmine. But then, she thought she shouldn’t be so easy, she should be more reserved. So, she put on her usual tsundere act, “Since you’re asking so sincerely, I’ll allow this transgression.”
Ignoring Adele’s words, Jasmine lowered her head. Adele was expecting another kiss on the cheek, but Jasmine’s lips met hers. Jasmine’s lips were warm, and the contact, unlike the kiss on her cheek, was more direct and intense.
The kiss was wonderful, but it wasn’t what Adele had expected. Her eyes flew open, staring at Jasmine in surprise. But Jasmine had her eyes closed, her black eyelashes fluttering, her lips moving against Adele’s with focused intensity.
After a moment, Adele recovered and surrendered to the kiss, closing her eyes and savoring the sensation.
Jasmine was bold. She pressed her lips against Adele’s, warming her cold lips, then she even slipped her tongue between Adele’s lips, teasing her fangs. Adele’s fangs were sharp, a vampire’s most potent weapon.
Jasmine’s tongue brushed against them, making Adele shiver. She had to control her urge to bite. She knew Jasmine’s blood was incredibly sweet. Instinct urged her to sink her fangs into Jasmine’s flesh, but her rationality told her that this was Jasmine, and she didn’t want to hurt her.
So, she carefully retracted her fangs, afraid of accidentally piercing Jasmine’s skin. But Jasmine pursued her, refusing to let her escape.
Logically, Adele’s fangs couldn’t pierce Jasmine’s tongue. After all, Jasmine had cheat abilities and could control every part of her body. Her hair was as sharp as blades. How could her tongue be so easily pierced? Perhaps it was intentional, or perhaps Jasmine had been lost in the moment, forgetting to activate her defenses. Whatever the reason, Adele’s fangs pierced Jasmine’s tongue, drawing a few drops of blood.
The sweet taste filled Adele’s mouth. She could no longer control herself. Her tongue lapped up Jasmine’s blood, swallowing it greedily.
Kissing a vampire… there were risks involved.
When the kiss ended, Jasmine pulled back, looking down at Adele. Adele’s hair was spread across the sofa, her crimson eyes glazed over, her gaze unfocused.
At that moment, Adele looked drunk.
Jasmine finally understood that vampires reacted this way to exceptionally delicious blood. Is my blood really that good? So good that it intoxicates her? Jasmine tasted the lingering blood in her own mouth. Honestly, she didn’t find the taste pleasant. It was bitter, with a metallic tang.
But Adele loved it. Too much, it seemed.
Jasmine noticed a smear of blood on her lip and wiped it away with her hand. As Adele regained her senses, she saw this and exclaimed, “Eh? Don’t waste it!”
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