The most obvious thing is, she couldn't accept the idea of dying simply for such a boring reason.
Moreover...
She actually quite missed Louis's scent.
Though she never admitted it, whenever Louis truly requested something of her, she never refused.
This time, she just happened to put aside her reserve as well?
So when Louis picked her up and gently lifted the dust-covered veil, she couldn't help but tilt her head back.
Struggling and bashfulness filled her body, and she whispered:
"You, you can't treat me like you do some people."
"Hmm? Like what?"
Louis's eyes brightened slightly.
Ais couldn't lift her head and cursed softly: "Fool, you wouldn't think I'll do nothing after noticing something was wrong, would you?"
There was the sound of someone falling outside the room.
Louis's mouth twitched slightly.
Ais at this moment seemed more womanly, saying seductively:
