History at the Library - Chapter 153

This time, her body wasn’t getting hot, but her heart was tingling. The whole body’s senses became dull and only the thumping sound of the heart was heard aloud. Her ears went deaf. It just felt like the whole body became a heart.

He constantly demanded that his thirst be filled, and Vivian readily complied with his request.

She remembered his confession, which was handed over to her earlier. Today, she’s going to open up this secretive onion-like man. She gave it up roughly because she was so determined to fight, but she heard it clearly, saying it was his everything and heaven’s fate.

It was a simple confession that made the things that she had been worried about until now overshadow. But the weight of the confession was not normal.

It was a relationship from heaven.

If anyone other than Aiden had spit it out, she would have kicked his tongue inside and said, You learned dating as a novel like me! and it was a remark that made people look at her.

However, rather than being shy, she thought it might be a little cool, because of the flu, her head seemed to have become strange.

Aiden’s normal, smooth life turned into a mess, but it didn’t matter. It was an incredible miracle that she felt the same way.

It was Vivian’s choice. Just as Aiden chose to be the master of the underworld, she decided herself not to leave his side. She meant that she had no choice but to ask herself for responsibility for what happened after this.

After a while, he took off his lips and exhaled a low breath. The tip of his nose was itchy.

“I love you, Vivian.”

Aiden stared at her with blue eyes for a moment. After hearing the explicit confession, kissing, and even confessing, the touch of holding both cheeks was desperate.

He stood there for a long time, and then he smiled like a flower, relieved. Vivienne forgot what she was going to say and hardened her mouth open when she said she was truly happy, not a twisted smile.

“I’m sorry I was trying to hide the secret to the end, I’m trying to open it however I can, and I’m trying to hide a lot of things now.”

Vivian admitted she had already forgiven him before he could get an apology. She didn’t say it was okay, but she looked at him without saying anything. Aiden just laughed as if he had read her feelings.

He had a handsome face like a man, but he looked prettier than anyone else at that moment. Her urge to touch his smile made her feel around his eyes, drawing a smooth curve without knowingly.

Seeing him smile like this, she wanted to continue to see his happy smile. If possible, she even wanted to help him fill his childhood and deficiencies that would not be compensated.

This is completely the actions of a female lead.

She thought it was a pathetic cliché, but a person in love should be a fool. Why does she want to give everything to a man who tricked her? If Aiden wanted to eat her soul to the core, she would rebel at first, but eventually knew she would give it all to him.

There was no other demon that attracted people. While Vivian grumbled inward, Aiden naturally grabbed her hand in the back and kissed her slowly as if stamping it.

Kiss on the back of the hand. It was a gentlemanly expression of respect and dedication, and she felt strange as if she was being tied up so that she could not run away with an invisible web.

He let go of her hand and slowly dropped his head into her ear.

“Sigh.”

He let out a sigh and held her tightly in the back and leaned his forehead against her shoulder.

“I think I’m drunk now.”

He’s never done it before. He kept whispering in her ear. Vivian feels the chills in her spine every time she talks and thinks he’s going to plug his ears. has quit. It was nice to hear a dreamy voice that seemed to be drunk on love. She felt like she was listening in the water.

“This is how you get addicted. I might die without Vivian now.”

She was wondering what he was talking about. He talked gibberish, which was far from meaningful, and eventually spat out the word ‘take responsibility’.

“……who are we talking about.”

He wouldn’t let her go if she ran away and that he’d speak like a master of the underworld. She laughed softly at the sound of a more muffled sound than she had expected.

Looking at him like this, she was also convinced that his original appearance, which she had seen from the beginning, would be the right one.

The owner of the underworld has such an aptitude? A golden unemployed man who likes to read books in sunny places, at least in her sight, was his aptitude.

A cat that hangs low because it is annoying to live in the world, but when a stranger approaches it, it raises its fur and bites it.

“Then don’t stay away from me so you don’t die.”

Vivian patted Aiden on the back, holding her breathtakingly.

“I’ll never let you go.”

Whenever they look at each other, they have always coveted each other’s bodies to satisfy something lacking under the pretext of fiction, which she thought was not bad.

On the contrary, she feels more full than she did then and her whole body is relaxed. The squishy smell of the basement and the dust that floats in the air must be unpleasant, but whatever. She wondered if there was a sweeter moment than this.

It felt like the empty place was finally filled.