Chapter 83 I'm a little jealous, but it looks like I'm acting like a spoiled child
It was clearly just a kiss, Shiho, but she could clearly hear the vulnerability in that voice, which Vermouth would never show to others.
Shiho's view of Bei Jie: "Usually aloof, but today she's as soft-hearted as a pudding."
Chinese translation: She usually looks like a queen, but today she suddenly becomes soft and cute.
The opening scene of "When the Black Organization Also Starts to Fall in Love: Episode 1": The woman who is like a fish in water in the organization and switches between various identities freely, now looks like a Kyoto paper mask wet by rain, gradually revealing her true face underneath.
Hollywood actress Bayley: I can’t pretend anymore, I’m really good at romance scenes!
Shiho smiled. She tasted the taste of domination and also the sweetness of danger.
She suddenly remembered that Marquez had written a passage: The weak can never enter the kingdom of love, because it is a harsh and stingy kingdom. People will only bow down to those with strong will.
Barrage:
"Shiho, you've changed. You weren't like this before! You used to be obsessed with the antidote!"
"A certain elementary school detective, waiting in the corner for the antidote, fainted from tears."
"Love Brain + Scientific Research Brain Online: Sister Bei is a test subject that cannot be labeled for the time being."
"Shiho's dark side alert, Modo Modo!"
"The Taste of Domination" - A new textbook on love in the field of science is now available.
"So Shiho's main attack banner remains unwavering for a hundred years!"
Just then, the cell phone suddenly rang.
After all, Conan's Law: there will be a phone call or something like that at the critical moment.
A detective's unique skill: interrupting romantic situations. Kudo Shinichi might be the biggest third wheel in the Conan universe.
Shiho probably wanted to change her number now, but it wouldn't be of much use since he knew where she lived.
"Oh, you really don't understand romance." Vermouth raised her eyebrows and teased.
Barrage:
"Sister Bei is jealous online. She says no, but she's really going crazy inside!"
"The background music automatically switches to the Rice Flower Daily Love Comedy Channel."
"Sister Bei: I was so emotional in that kiss just now, why don't you just keep acting!"
"Want to fall in love in Mihua? First, get past my washing machine! Choose one of these four affordable luxury fishing lines!"
Shiho glanced at the caller ID. It was Kudo Shinichi. She hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone.
Barrage:
"The troubles of the scientific girl instantly reached their limit."
"Shinichi: I'm the title character! Even though I'm not here, the plot still revolves around me!"
Multiple choice time:
What does Shiho want to do most right now?
A. Answer the call B. Reject the call C. Put the phone in the petri dish D. Let Bayonetta kiss you until there is no signal
"Hey, Kudo."
The tone was calm but contained a hint of coldness, suggesting "you're very good at disturbing others."
"Haiyi Bara, there is a new discovery. About that organization..." On the other end of the phone, Kudo sounded eager to try and talked a lot.
After all, not many people can understand his high-speed reasoning, and Shiho is a beautiful young lady, while Kudo Shinichi is a 17-year-old adolescent boy. Rather than calling Hattori Heiji to talk, he would rather let Shiho be the listener.
It's human nature, especially for adolescent boys, to be very predictable.
Or maybe because this broken key of Logos was simulated by Miyano Shiho, this is from her perspective, how she sees every time Kudo or Conan is the first to show off his discovery to him.
In Shiho's opinion, this has nothing to do with love between men and women. Kudo likes the dolphin Xiaolan. Kudo likes to talk to her about the case at any time. On the one hand, he is related to the main plot, and on the other hand, high school boys like to show off to girls.
As for what the truth is in Mika's reality, perhaps Miyano Shiho or Haibara Ai themselves don't know. Nor do they want to know, because what they care about is finding the real murderer and making medicine for their family.
And Vermouth is closely related to these two things.
This is also the logic she uses to maintain the legitimacy of her actions in her heart.
Otherwise, spending so much time arguing with Vermodera seems to have nothing to do with the real business, aka finding the real culprit and making medicine. (Doge)
Barrage:
"Once detective mode is on, all ambiguity is put on hold!"
"As long as the organization is not destroyed, love is on hold - the iron rule of the Conan universe!"
"New discovery?" You might have discovered that your love rival is online!
"The guy above is supporting Xin Zhi during Bei Zhi's high-energy plot. How brave."
"Let the guy above talk. After all, in a yuri novel, what can he do? He's likely just cannon fodder."
As she listened, Shiho's expression became serious. She glanced at Vermouth, who squinted her eyes with a leisurely smile on her lips.
Sister Bay's Q version OS: Don't look at me smiling, I'm so jealous that I'm about to overflow the screen.
The atmosphere suddenly changed, and the love scene instantly turned into a spy movie.
"I understand. I'll contact you later." Shiho replied briefly and hung up the phone.
Science of efficient communication: one sentence can advance the plot.
One second for work, one second for love, time management master Miyano-san.
But how long would this so-called later be? It probably depended on Vermouth's... seductive power, charm, or something.
From then on, the king no longer held court early in the morning. Jpg
Laboratory: I’m still a baby, and I’ve endured the tangerine air that doesn’t belong to my age!
"Oh, is it that cool boy Kudo Shinichi?" Vermouth asked, not hiding the jealousy in her tone. However, she was a movie queen after all, so maybe she was just acting. "You two have a really close relationship."
"It's just work," Shiho replied calmly, but her mind was racing. What would happen if Kudo found out about her relationship with Vermouth? A scientist who had escaped the organization, and a high-ranking member of it—this combination was a recipe for disaster.
But at this moment she seemed to have forgotten that the initial setting of this Logos simulation was that she had not yet escaped from the organization.
Masaka, because he had been following the intense emotional storyline in his home laboratory for too long, he forgot the original setting.
After all, a high-ranking member of an organization + a former member = the most dangerous forbidden romance. Is there a romantic connection within the Black Organization? Their characterization is already broken.
If Kudo knew, the next episode would not be Detective Conan, but might be Adultery Catcher Conan.
"Oh?" Vermouth stood up and adjusted her clothes gracefully. "It seems that our little date will end early."
This tone is already full of jealousy.
I'm so angry, I don't want to play anymore! I'm leaving! (Come and keep me here!)
Adjusting the collar and other things, the exclusive villain queen pose, full of aura, suppressing everything, elegant but with a sharp edge.
Besides, what's a small date? After all the intense fights and the excitement, isn't this a big date? A giant date?
Could it be that Vermouth's threshold tolerance for... physical confrontation is different from that of the 19-year-old rookie Shiho, so she thinks this is just a small date?
So what does it take to be considered a great date? (Want to see, rubbing hands.jpg)
Shiho grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"
A grab on the wrist, an ambiguity, and the pink bubble is immediately filled. This is not asking where to go, this is "Don't leave."
"Why, are you worried that I'll do something bad?" Vermouth leaned over and kissed Shiho lightly on the lips. "Don't worry, I only want to do one bad thing tonight, and that's over."
A collection of Bayonetta's bad quotes, a typical romantic declaration from a dark queen.
Classic Chinese translation: I only want to do one bad thing = Don't even think about running away tonight = Something big is bound to happen tonight.
Bad thing: The lightest sentence in Conan's legal system is "seduction"
Is it necessary to be so proficient in this line? This isn't the first time you've done this! (Kudo Yukiko warning! Why is it the Kudo family again?)
Vermouth's seductiveness has a deadly quality: "You know I shouldn't get close, but you still can't leave." This character setting is like using "danger" as perfume.
The two of them were in an ambiguous confrontation: they didn't express their love explicitly, but the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and hormones.
Shiho felt a pang of fear. She knew she was walking on a knife's edge. Every step could lead to disaster, or at least, to complications with her plans. But she couldn't stop.
The air temperature in the laboratory rose slightly.
Shiho felt that it was so close that she could hear the sound of her heart beating, one after another.
"Shiho-chan, you're a clever little girl," Vermouth said with a smile. "You know too much, especially about people like me... This isn't a hobby that will keep you alive forever, is it?"
"I gave up on living forever a long time ago," Shiho replied with a pout, her lips curled slightly in a way that looked like a spoiled child. "Anyway, I've already chosen a lot of unhealthy options, so adding one more won't hurt, huh?"
Vermouth's smile spread in the air of the laboratory. It was a rare, genuine smile. "You, Shiho, are really irresistible." She raised her index finger and poked Shiho's elastic face full of collagen. "Why do those boys flock to you? There is something about you that can make people's heads burn."
Oh my, she's cueing the boy again. It all comes down to jealousy.
Moreover, the use of the word "boys" clearly implies that they are all ignorant children, and only I, a mature and older lady, am worthy of being your opponent.
"Those boys?" Shiho raised a thin eyebrow. "Are you talking about that brat Kudo Shinichi?"
The tsundere's implication is: He is just a young boy, and you are my true love.
After all, Miyano Shiho has an IQ of 180 and is half Japanese. She can read the air and the subtext of the person she likes easily.
But Vermouth said it was plural, so besides Kudo, who else could it be? Masaka... Akai Shuichi?
In real life, Vermouth knows about the relationship between Shuichi Akai and Mary, as well as her relationship with the Miyano family.
It's just that Haibara doesn't know yet. So even in the Logos Key simulation, with Miyano Shiho's IQ raised to over 200, she still couldn't guess her relationship with Akai Shuichi. It's just that the subconscious connects the dots, and at this point, it feels vaguely strange.
“I really envy their enthusiasm for protecting you,” Vermouth narrowed her eyes, still using the plural, “especially that little detective, the way he looks at you…tsk.”
Sister Bei’s Q version OS may be: Continue to be jealous, eat it if you want, come and coax me!
Looking at Vermouth's cute expression as she suppressed her jealousy, Shiho stopped worrying about the singular and plural issues and missed this clue.
Beauty can ruin a country!
Shiho suppressed her laughter and said in a long, slightly coquettish voice, "Ah, Masaka, are you jealous, my Chris-chan?"
A 19-year-old girl actually used the word "chan" to address a 29-year-old Hollywood actress. This is truly disrespectful, especially in a country like Japan where age and honorifics are important.
However, just now... I've already done quite a few things that violate my superiors. (Sudden color change. JPG)
"You're really becoming less and less like a scientist." Vermouth's eyes were blurry, but her tone remained cold. "You look more like an MI6 agent interrogating a prisoner or something."
Well, generally speaking, shouldn't we say Aihu Biai? They have the most scenes, so why cue Britain's MI6?
Well, maybe because it's the London chapter?
A strange balance had settled between the two of them. Neither was willing to back down, each trying to tear the other apart, yet both were careful not to reveal their feelings.
"That's because you're such a good liar." Shiho's fingertips gently brushed across her collarbone. "I'm just a researcher doing experiments who's not good at speaking. I can only use other methods to get you to tell the truth."
Oh, they said Jiji was not good at speaking or something, but when Haibara first appeared, she scared the protagonist Conan a lot with just a few words.
"What do you want me to say? That I like you? That I feel hot all over when I see you? That you kiss terribly but I still want you?" Vermouth's smile was too frivolous, and the words she said were corny and frivolous. After all, she knew these lines very well. She even secretly provoked them for a while, lying with her eyes closed, saying that Shiho's kissing skills were not good or something like that. "How many times do you want to hear these words?"
Shiho curled her lips, stepped forward and hugged her waist, gently biting Vermouth's small earlobe with her teeth, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Then let's see, after today, will you still be so obedient and let me do whatever I want?"
"Well... maybe it depends on your performance." Vermouth's words were mixed with a smile, and her fingers quietly reached into Shiho's soft brown hair, gently stroking her head with her warm and soft fingertips.
Shiho didn't answer, but raised her head and kissed her again.
This time it was proactive, thorough, and fierce with determination.
Her lips were no longer content with a light taste.
The strangeness faded away, replaced by an instinctive unbridled feeling.
She knew she had gone too far.
As early as a few days ago, on a snowy night in London, in Chris's penthouse apartment, before that kiss, she could not turn back.
Their breaths intertwined, their lips and teeth collided, and everything seemed like the buildup before a storm.
The metal lab table beneath them creaked softly, as if the world were urging them to move forward. Its cold surface contrasted with the scorching warmth of their skin against theirs.
This time, it was Shiho who deepened the kiss.
But the style has changed. It is not the kind of aggressive possession that is the signature of Vermouth just now, but a softer dance.
Her kiss had the calmness of an experimenter and the precision of a scientist, yet it was also passionate and greedy.
The temperature in the laboratory seemed to rise instantly. Vermouth, the woman accustomed to controlling everything, was gradually falling into it.
Between them, there is ambiguity, desire, power games, and too many unspoken secrets.
But now, they only have each other.
And this, in itself, is dangerous.
"Oh, I never thought... you had this side to you." Vermouth teased with a slightly shaky breath, an expression no one else had ever seen. The surprise in her azure eyes turned to a look of admiration filled with interest.
Shiho's slender fingertips slowly moved down from Vermouth's delicate collarbone, finally stopping at the purple silk collar, seeming to be close yet not far away.
The soft touch ignited her skin. Vermouth's breathing became slightly disordered. Just as she was about to raise her hand, Shiho gently pushed it back with her elbow.
"Hmph, you think I'll just let you do whatever you want?" Shiho laughed. Her usually cool voice was now tinged with a lazy charm. "Have you ever considered that what you saw that night in London might have been just what I wanted you to see?"
Miyano Shiho is adamant about her new style. She's determined to make up for the defeat she suffered that night in London.
Vermouth didn't respond, but just listened to her continue talking and showing off proudly.
Shiho's fingertips traced the delicate skin of Vermouth's neck. "Controlling everything has always been your style. It's the same in the organization, and in private... relationships, isn't it?"
Vermouth was momentarily speechless, her retort stuck between her lips. The warmth and gentle touch of Shiho's fingertips disrupted her usually clear thoughts.
“But, my dear Vermouth,” Shiho leaned in slightly, her soft breath brushing against Vermouth’s ear, “true dominance doesn’t come from force, but from… the understanding of someone’s weaknesses.”
A prime example of winning hearts and minds. Dr. Miyano has read countless tome-sized psychology textbooks. You only realize how much you have learned when you need it.
However, when Shiho, the little fox, said "weakness", the Millennium Fox Vermouth might have only heard "You are my dish"
Warning: a double warning about ear damage and "soft spot." It's both a psychological and physical weakness...those who understand will understand.
Shiho's slender fingers slowly moved down along Vermouth's beautiful curves, finally pressing their fingertips against the soft edge of her clothes. "And I happen to know exactly where your weakness is."
This may be the practical chapter of "Game Theory in Love".
Just by chance? This wasn't a coincidence; it was planned long ago.
Vermouth's mind flickered with the thought of regaining the initiative, but was quickly suppressed by a languid feeling deep within her body. Shiho's touch was definitely not pure love, yet Vermouth, the vixen-like, cold and beautiful queen, indulged her.
Instead of pushing Shiho away, she raised her hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally put her arms around Shiho's waist, pressed her against herself, and continued the kiss.
The sound that could not be helped but leaked out exploded in Shiho's ears, filled with love and desire, with fragility, and with a real reaction that she had never heard from Vermouth before.
This sound made Shiho even more crazy. She deepened the kiss, entwined it, and chased it.
Vermouth: I want to counterattack but my body doesn't want to.jpg
Barrage: Stop resisting, love her quickly.
Masaka, the Queen of Wineries, has always been at ease and confident. But is it actually a contrasting wine that says "I only show weakness in front of you"?
The "trapped" Vermouth...this is not a prey, it is clearly a cat that voluntarily entered the cage.
Self-struggle + passive surrender = love-brain fully activated.
She is clearly a tough queen, but she instantly turns into a spoiled bunny... Who understands?
"In the organization, you've worn a mask for so long," Shiho gently distanced herself from Vermouth, her fingertips brushing lightly across her lips, "playing the role of the cold-blooded, indestructible Vermouth. But when you take it all off, don't you ever think... sometimes, let someone else lead the way?"
"Fingertips brushing lips" warning. This technique, this psychological warfare, Miyano Shiho, with an IQ of 180, is a natural seduce ceiling.
The queen was put to shame, and the cold-faced killer turned into a kitten in an instant. Shiho might as well just say that she wanted to swap roles and become her Dom, instead of beating around the bush.
#The moment of being understood#"You also want to be pampered" style of controlling speech#The moment when the cold beauty is tamed by tenderness
Vermouth's breathing became disordered. Masaka's words actually hit the most...unknown corner of her heart so accurately?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the signature physiological reaction of being conquered.
According to the Hollywood script that Chris is most familiar with, at this moment, Vermouth may have completed the four-step love process of "being discovered, being understood, heart-beating, and physiological reaction."
All I need to say "I'm not going home tonight" is a kiss, the French kind.
Vermouth, who had always been a force of the moment within the organization, now had a heavy voice, revealing a rare, unadorned... softness. This might be a side of her that even she herself had almost forgotten.
Vermouth is usually a "fatal woman", but Shiho may be her "code reader".
The smile on Shiho's lips deepened, and in her gentleness, she was tinged with the pride and satisfaction that her younger sister couldn't hide: "Vermouth, to be honest, maybe we are indeed the same kind. We are used to layers of pretense, but deep down, we still long for a true bond."
Just play "Same Kind" as the BGM. The gentleness under the mask is always the most deadly.
Shiho leaned in again, pressing her lips against Vermouth's soft lips. This kiss, however, was a bit like the passionate invasion Vermouth gave her in the past.
Vermouth sighed softly with satisfaction, her arms naturally snaking around Shiho's neck. She closed her eyes, surrendering all her senses to the passionate embrace between their lips and tongues.
"Shiho..." Vermouth murmured softly in between kisses, and in the tail end of the tone, one could faintly hear the unbreakable attachment.
This issue's topic: "Shiho x Vermouth: Domination and Submission on the Experimental Bench" by Lily Rapanx - Science Branch - Winery Emotional Subculture Research
Shiho slightly increased the distance between them, touching their noses, and then gently pressed her forehead against Vermouth's: "It's very helpful, huh?"
Nose-to-nose kisses and forehead kisses are clearly the social ways of small animals, but if you apply them to yuri literature, you can easily kill everyone. #yuriliteraturekissingceiling# #lovebrainphysicaldistanceresearchgroup#
"Very useful" or something like that, this is not a code, this is a clearly marked AO3-level shameful play greeting.
Changes in physical distance = a visual formula for the tug of love and desire.
This should be the look of a tsundere younger man, a scene that deserves a close-up.
The younger-than-youth tag is conspicuously online, showing stubbornness, pride, and dominance. He is obviously a puppy, but he insists on pretending to be a big wolf.
Vermouth didn't respond immediately. A faint blush crept onto her cheeks, and a shimmer of water shone in her azure eyes, a gesture of acknowledgment.
My sister’s silence is the way an adult acts coquettishly. She doesn’t say anything, but her eyes are full of “yes baby”.
"Flowing water" and the like may be a more frequent hint in yuri literature than "falling cherry blossoms". Once your eyes are wet, everything can start.
Beilu Modou, the legendary queen and boss of the winery, was actually made blush by the little Shiho?
Sister Beijie’s arrogant OS: It’s just that my skin is white and it makes me look red easily!
#The Real Record of the Royal Sister's Fall# #The Moisture Atmosphere of Lily Literature#
"Don't move." Shiho's eyes lit up. Seeing Vermouth's obedience, she felt quite proud. Her tone was also a little commanding, "This time, listen to me."
The younger man’s declaration of home court, the order, and the little tail of love.
She was a scientific research girl one second, and the next second she started an S-level plot. #Famous scene of younger generation's counterattack#
There was a flicker of rebellion in Vermouth's eyes. After all, she had never been one to obey orders, especially in this situation.
#The Heart-beating Moment of the Lower One in the Upper Class# #A Preliminary Study on the Lily Power Exchange#
Just at this moment, in Shiho's laboratory, she smiled at Shiho's confidence and happiness, her face full of pride, and her expression turned into gentleness again.
Or perhaps, this is not tenderness, but pampering, the killing look of "Why are you so cute", and the indulgence of a sister letting her child run wild.
The senior member of the winery, whose fighting power was at its maximum, relaxed his strength and leaned against the lab table, his lips curled up, "Alright. Let me see what our Miss Miyano is capable of."
This is clearly a max-level character using a lower character to enter a dungeon! Lying down on the lab bench, she instantly switches from a big devil to Shirley's exclusive softie. #Winery Queen's Fall Record# #Love Brain Lab Bench Research Method#
"Maximum combat power" is how this world describes Vermouth, and "discarding strength" is how she describes Shiho.
As for "Miss Miyano", this name is flirtatious, has a difference in status, and has the playful flavor of an old fox laughing at a young fox, and the tone is stronger than alcohol.
My sister was willing, not being teased, but being conquered. She raised her lips and said, "Little cutie, I'll play whatever you want."
Shiho naturally needed no further...encouragement. Her slender fingertips explored every inch of her skin.
Lily i basic exercises, her hands can speak better than her mouth.
Don't talk, just focus on your work.
Shiho proudly put her hands on her hips and announced to the world: "I'm doing it!"
This is probably a huge clash between the older, controlling sister and the younger, cold-hearted genius.
Vermouth's initial surprise quietly turned into a slightly unbearable enjoyment, and her slender and powerful fingers grasped the edge of the cold laboratory table.
Close-up of the hand grasping the edge of the lab table... Masaka, familiar AO3 pose warning, isn't this the classic "control me" pose in literature?
This grasping may be the last inch of sanity. It is not to conduct experiments, but to be experimented on.
In the laboratory, experiencing extreme emotions... Did Shiho return to his home turf and secretly turn on the high voltage electricity?
The person is cold, the stage is cold, but the heart is warm. The contrast between the self and the object heats up the ambiguity. Alas, the top female spy of the Black Organization was defeated by a 19-year-old girl's laboratory. The world is in decline, and even love has taken the science route.
Sister Bei has always been known for being in control of the overall situation, but today she was captured by an experimental table. Science, love, and desire are indeed all seeking passion in the cold.
What Shiho brought to Vermouth was more like a shock of pleasure and pain that was close to the limit. With a merciless rhythm, it crushed her nerves.
These four words, emmm, Xiao Zhibao, are you polite?
Vermouth’s inner thoughts: I’m not, I didn’t, you’re talking nonsense!
But the body is very honest.
Moreover, Shiho's character is essentially: rational and calm, ruthless in her actions, and even her emotions must be precisely timed.
This isn't a romantic relationship; it's clearly human experimentation. Miss Vermouth, didn't you sign a consent form for human biological experimentation before coming here?
Shiho, are you a professional experimenter now? How did you suddenly become a "rhythm master"?
This ruthlessness is perhaps even more unsettling than the hail of bullets that accompanied the mission. Scientists, it turns out, can be so ruthless.
Vermouth's control was gradually being stripped away. Shiho couldn't take her eyes off the sight of her wild, sensitive, and stubborn hidden personality being revealed.
The elder sister failed to control the situation and was instead sanctioned and warned.
Princess Shiho, who usually looks like a kitten, rarely shows her "beast nature", allowing Bayonetta to experience "reverse beast training".
Dr. Miyano, disguised as a cat in daily life, reveals his wolf nature at the critical moment, wow.
A new feeling surged from Vermouth's body, then quickly dissipated, like a phantom passing by.
...This is probably the "startup animation of Desire and Hope", but it hasn't finished loading and is stuck.
What is this "new feeling"? The test points are: A. Hormones B. Dopamine C. Physical current D. Love-induced brain. (The questioner grinned like a little fox.)
At this moment, control is taken away, and the familiar sense of crisis of a boss-level character takes over. Bayley has played many roles throughout her life, accustomed to manipulating people, but now she's being controlled by a little popcorn cat. (Oh, it's popcorn, so that's all right.)
The so-called "wild and stubborn" is Shiho's daily life, and in fact it is also the mirror image of Vermouth's out-of-control... The opponent is also me in the mirror.
At this moment, in the laboratory, who is truly in control? Is it Shiho, who actively suppresses others, or Vermouth, who tempts others at the beginning but passively sinks in the middle game?
Vermouth felt that the closest description of this feeling was some kind of primitive feeling, or the feeling of blood boiling in a fierce gun battle... But now, they were not on the battlefield with other intelligence organizations in the past. If it could be called a war, it was a contest she had never participated in: there was no swordplay, but it was more deadly.
It is not an organized war, but it is more dangerous than an organization.
It's love, it's ambiguity, it's a battle royale between physiology and psychology.
This might be the first time that Bayonetta, who has experienced swords and guns, is about to be penetrated by a 19-year-old boy.
It's starting to get a bit irritating, really.
Beilu Modou, with his tsundere attributes on, should be on the lab table right now, roaring inwardly: "How dare she make my heart flutter!"
A Hollywood seductress can act weak, can be the one in the lower position to seduce the 19-year-old scientist in front of her, but no matter what she does, she needs to be the one in control. This is very important.
The desire for control is off the charts.
It's probably like this: "Sister, I can pretend to be weak, but you can't really believe it! And you can't really let me get addicted!"
When acting, she uses her "soft temptation" skills to the fullest, and what she wants is a "powerful love", but Shiho just uses a simple and unpretentious "physical suppression" with her fingertips.
Little scientists, please take note: You are targeting a double agent with a strong desire for control. Your physical offensive is trying to pry open her mental defenses.
At this moment, she wanted to take something back, but was suppressed by Shiho.
Her self-control was teetering on the edge of a knife, and she felt that with just a little more stimulation, she would completely lose control.
Numbness in the heart = electric current flowing through the body = heart-beating moment.
Chrissie Wynyard, no matter how good her acting is, can't hide it, it's very likely that she's moved.
Vermouth felt waves of heat surge through her body, her blood burning. She bit her lip hard, but couldn't help but let out a sound, a weak whimper that irritated her, a desire she couldn't contain.
She vaguely remembered that there were only very few moments when she was so close to collapse... Ever since she broke away from the laws of physics and discarded the limitation of "age", she had hardly experienced a similar feeling again.
As she wanders in the long river of time, she sometimes feels like a monster that breaks the conventional existence. Time flies, and people around her come and go, but at this moment, the 19-year-old Shiho in front of her brings her back to "human emotions".
After being a leader for so many years, he never expected to be defeated by the "direct attack and shock of a younger man" one day.
She couldn't explain why she was so moved by Shiho. Perhaps it was the struggle to accept defeat, the struggle to resist and seduce at the same time, which was both infuriating and irresistible.
"Vermouth, you are actually very afraid of losing control, right?" Shiho suddenly spoke, and at this moment, her tone was calm, as if she was just discussing an experiment.
Vermouth's breathing hadn't yet calmed down. She gritted her teeth, but she couldn't deny it. She hated her momentary physical weakness, and even more so, she hated Shiho for clearly breaking through her defenses.
"Are you scared? Ha... Do you think I will collapse over such a small thing?" Vermouth tried her best to remain proud, but her voice was unstable after all.
And, on second thought, Shiho didn't mention the word "collapse," so was the wise and powerful Vermouth now trying to cover up her own faults? Accidentally making a Freudian slip and letting her inner worries slip out, or something?
Shiho naturally heard it, and she squinted her eyes and smiled. Confident of victory, she asked softly, "Then why are you shaking all the time?"
Their eyes met in mid-air, neither of them willing to give in or submit.
Ambiguity, desire, stubbornness and fragility, for a moment, mixed into a fatal attraction that tied the two together.
Their lips touched again.
No one wanted to take the initiative to stop this verbal battle that was becoming increasingly out of their control.
At this moment, in Miyano's laboratory, Shiho's tireless physical...aggression was "active and stubborn." Meanwhile, Beilu Modou, who had always handled it with ease, and who had completely shattered Shiho on that snowy London night, had finally been a little honest with himself, and step by step, he was falling into a "masochistic heartbreak."
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