Rejected the Demon’s Marriage Proposal Thousands of Times

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After a full day's rest, Rothgarr's condition was much better now than yesterday.
He was no longer pale nor nauseous, but he still felt a little dizzy, and he couldn’t perform movements that were too intense.

“Much better.” He looked at Anna suspiciously; he felt that her attitude today seemed too intimate.

But soon he understood.

Her desire for the Holy Son still surpassed her fear of the Vatican.
Since he, the Holy Son, took the initiative to show his love to her, she was probably willing to reciprocate.

When he realized that he had made a lot of progress with her after taking possession of the Holy Son, Rothgarr's mood improved a lot, and even the discomfort brought to him by this body was no longer so unbearable.

Because he was in a good mood, he noticed that Anna's eyes always seemed to fall on Victor's hair.

He remembered that before, Anna always seemed to look at Victor's hair consciously or unconsciously.

Therefore, when he caught Anna's gaze again, Rothgarr said, “Want to touch it?”

Anna was startled: “…..What?”

Anna was actually a little distracted.
She was worried about Little Evan's body, and because the Holy Son's long silver hair was too eye-catching, her eyes would unconsciously float there when she wandered, which gave Rothgarr the illusion that she was coveting his long hair.

Rothgarr sneered in his heart.
Still pretending?

He grabbed a handful of long silver hair and looked at Anna with a faint smile: “I'll allow you to touch it.”

Anna suddenly regained consciousness.
Did she space out? How did things get to this point? Although she did want to touch it, she would never do so.
There were a lot of things that she only thought about doing, okay?

Anna had wanted to refuse, but noticed the demon's expression of “I’m giving you alms and you won't even crawl over and receive it,” and she hesitated for a while.

She had only pushed him yesterday.
Did she have to coax him again today?

After little Evan suddenly fell ill, Anna realized again that her work in the earl estate was really important.
She was worried that little Evan’s illness would worsen and the Holy Son possessed by the demon might be able to come in handy.
At this time, it was necessary to get slightly on the demon’s good side.
So after a moment of hesitation, she showed a surprise expression that fit the demon's expectations, and then carefully asked: “Can I really?”

Rothgarr hooked his lips; he knew he couldn't be wrong.

He sat upright, and his milkyway-like, long silver hair hung down, swaying in a soft arc.

Anna reached out and touched the long silver hair belonging to the Holy Son.

……
It was really smooth and slippery, and felt good!