The spiritual food that has been lacking in my heart for a long time actually exists forever because of my fiery desire!
——LeBlanc's "Silent Love"
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There is a fundamental difference between a rational and mature lady and a young girl in how they treat their feelings and desires.
Faced with challenges, mature ladies often spend a period of time dressing themselves up, and then lie there lazily in a seductive posture, quietly waiting to be picked by their lover.
Young girls, on the other hand, can't sit still at all. They will think over and over again, wandering around worrying about gains and losses, unable to calm down. They especially want to get a definite answer from their lover!
Knowing that Aslan was standing behind her, LeBlanc simply leaned against his chest, snuggling up and looking at the scenery outside the window. The cool night breeze allowed the sweet fragrance of her body to penetrate into Aslan's heart.
The misty black clouds made the moonlight disappear completely, and countless sparks were like ripples on a calm river.
"Aslan, am I getting old?"
Gently pinching her temples, LeBlanc turned her head and asked Aslan.
"How is it possible? You will always be the most beautiful in my heart! Your temperament can make any man feel grateful for your existence."
"So, are you that man?"
"Madam, what is the reason that makes you think that I am not doing my job well enough to raise such a question?"
Aslan smiled, and he helped LeBlanc press her temples. The silky smooth touch made his fingers feel wonderful.
"You have always been very dedicated, no matter what it is..." LeBlanc paused slightly, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed smoothly. The mature lady was exuding a plump and sweet and attractive breath like honey, "But
, as you grow up, you seem to be becoming more and more distant from me!"
When she spoke, her expression and tone began to unconsciously reveal the charm and temptation of a mature woman.
"People always have to grow, madam, for better or for worse!" Aslan took off his clothes and put them on LeBlanc's shoulders, "You seem to have something on your mind?"
LeBlanc turned around, her body leaned forward, and her plump breasts became more round and attractive due to the squeeze. Aslan felt waves of fragrant fragrance dissipating with the heat.
"I was just thinking, how can I make the grown-up bird never forget to return to its nest; Aslan!"
LeBlanc shook her head, causing a strand of curly hair on her temples to hang down and bounce playfully.
"I seem to have poured a woman's most beautiful and tender years into you, my little Aslan!"
She emphasized, her tone was deep, and she was making insinuations.
"I know!" Aslan hugged her tightly and pretended to listen carefully.
His "Mrs. Lestana" talked a little bit more today, perhaps because many things affected her...
"That period was the happiest time in my life. However, as you grew up, I gradually became uneasy!"
Aslan didn't speak. He was thinking about the reason that caused Leblanc's uneasiness. Only when he knew the reason could he talk to her.
"Have you ever heard of the Black Rose; Aslan?"
This was the third time LeBlanc mentioned his name, and her tone was also emphatic.
Aslan did not think clearly about the link, but got another news that surprised him.
"Black rose? What is that?"
He pretended not to know and asked deliberately.
LeBlanc looked at him for a while, then held his head and said, "My Mr. Aslan, why don't you be more tactful... just say you don't know me either?"
LeBlanc complained angrily, the look on her face was charming.
"You are special in my heart. If you have anything, you can tell me in a more direct way!" Aslan said.
LeBlanc's mind changed rapidly, she understood what Aslan meant!
"As far as our relationship is concerned, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly!"
"That's fine. I don't want to go around in circles as hard as I do with other rude guys, and then say some unfathomable things that I don't like. Maybe being more direct can make us closer."
"More intimate?" Aslan leaned close to LeBlanc's forehead, "Did I not work hard enough before, so that you felt that our relationship was not close enough? It seems that you are indeed very dissatisfied with me!"
"This disappoints me!" Aslan lowered his head, and he could see that LeBlanc's face and earlobes were stained with a faint blush due to his proximity.
In such a private environment, the night was just right and the two of them were very close to each other, so it was easy to create some charming atmosphere.
"My little Aslan, can I trust you?"
LeBlanc stroked Aslan's cheek with her palm, and traced her fingers across the bridge of his nose. Her eyes and tone were soft and teasing in a different way. She seemed to be planning to directly clarify what she wanted to express.
"You can always trust your Aslan!"
The two of them were so close that Aslan could not only smell the scent of the lady's hair up close, but he could even feel her violent heartbeat.
It was obvious that the noble lady, who was standing on tiptoe and holding her cheek with her hands, had made a big decision in her heart. The mature woman's body was as nervous as a young girl in love.
"Aslan, join the Black Rose!"
LeBlanc pursed her lips slightly and stared at the man she had grown up with!
"Countess, why me?"
At this time, Aslan raised a seemingly unrelated question.
LeBlanc's movement stopped, and she looked at Aslan, "You just seemed to have said that you didn't know... Black Rose?"
"Yes, I really don't know about Black Rose. I'm just curious about why you chose me. Normally, there should be someone more suitable than me, such as Cassiopeia from Mrs. Soleanna's family. You are also hers."
The teacher of aristocratic etiquette has trained her in so many aristocratic etiquette and ways of doing things!"
"Before this, she was indeed more suitable, but now..." LeBlanc's tone hesitated.
"With my help, your identity already has enough weight. What's more, with the power of the Black Rose, you will be qualified to fully represent the Ankaria family, and you will definitely have the opportunity to become the core of the Noxian aristocracy.
Character, I believe you can do it too."
LeBlanc deliberately emphasized the scale on the word "core".
Although the Black Rose is hidden in the dark and unknown to outsiders, its influence on Noxus is actually very profound.
The waters in Noxus may be deeper than those in Demacia, and Aslan knew this.
Making a deal with the Black Rose was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but when this opportunity was presented to him, Aslan said he could not refuse. After all, he also had Lissandra as his trump card!
If you don't even have the courage to climb up in Noxus, why are you still a Noxian?
Go to Zaun and breathe some fresh air, you weakling!
With a decision made in his heart, Aslan looked at LeBlanc's eyes that were about to drip with water and picked her up. As a result, the noble lady's breathing became more and more rapid.
"And what's the price I have to pay? Madam!"
He thought for a while and asked.
"Loyalty and a foundation of trust!"
"And after this, you can have everything I have, Aslan!" LeBlanc gasped slightly, her body and emotions filled with ambition at this moment, "Yes, everything!"
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