The Scarlet Maid was like a kitten, half-lying on the sofa seeking a reward.
Vincent placed his hand on her head with a hint of affection. Accompanied by a gentle caress, his palm rubbed against the white semi-transparent silk scarf and the scarlet smooth hair, transmitting an unspeakably excellent feel that surpassed Little Huang's.
Wanda's flawless little face flushed slightly, compared to Vincent's deliberate control. Her head subconsciously rubbed upwards, increasing the friction between his hand and herself, finally raising her little head bit by bit, allowing the large hand to pass through her smooth scarlet hair, sliding down and touching the girl's warm face.
Compared to the praises of ten or even a hundred people in Gotham, she obviously wanted Vincent's reward and praise even more.
"Alright, quickly eat the cake," Vincent said, retracting his hand as if electrocuted, pretending to be calm.
Wanda's face was as red as a small fruit, as if she had absorbed enough vitality energy, and she walked down from the sofa full of energy.
She unwrapped the cheesecake box at the table in the main hall. Wanda cut it with the complimentary disposable knife and fork, and soon returned to the sofa with a plate of cheesecake.
"Master, please taste it first," Wanda said softly, as if she had already entered the professional state of a maid, dressed in a red dress, and formally handed over the cake with a fork.
"You should eat quickly too," Vincent quickly took the cake. He was worried that if he didn't take it, Wanda might feed it to him.
Eating the cheesecake.
Vincent watched television while saying to Wanda, "It's okay for you to wear this dress outside, but that white silk scarf on your head and neck... um, it's better not to wear it outside."
A red dress was nothing, but once it was paired with a white silk scarf with a sense of domestication—
He suddenly wanted to soil the silk scarf.
"This, I only put it on at the door after I got home..." Wanda said softly, eating the cake in small bites, tugging at the silk scarf decoration on her neck, her face red. "I didn't show it to anyone else."
Vincent took a deep breath and put down the clean cake plate.
That made him want to soil it even more.
"Master," Wanda seemed to suddenly see something, and quickly stepped forward, gently wiping the corner of Vincent's mouth.
Looking at the white cheese residue on her fair fingers, Wanda lowered her head and lightly licked it like a kitten, quickly realizing that her behavior was not standard.
A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she quickly apologized to Vincent.
"Okay, you go take a shower first," Vincent quickly urged.
After Wanda entered the bathroom to take a shower, Vincent finally exhaled, feeling that his heart couldn't take it.
She was already so terrifying with such great charm at such a young age. He didn't know what it would be like when she grew up.
Fortunately, at this time.
The sound of the door opening came again.
Vincent raised his eyes, and a look of amazement flashed across his eyes once again.
Her black hair was tied up in an intellectual and neat manner, her eyelashes were thick and long, her facial features were distinct, and a mature white-collar beauty in a white pencil skirt suit walked in, taking off her black high heels, which her snow-white and petite feet had been stepping on, on the carpet, and placing them together with Wanda's black boots from just now.
No matter how many times he saw her, Aunt Diana was always so elegant and beautiful, and her stunning beauty was a different style from Wanda's.
"Aunt Diana," Vincent quickly got up and walked forward.
"What happened?" Diana was a little curious, meeting Vincent's gaze with a hint of heat.
Vincent's breathing seemed hurried, and he said nervously, "I want to hand in tonight's homework early..."
Diana's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, even though she was used to the tutoring homework every night. But today was a little too sudden, and it was under the circumstances that she hadn't made any mental preparations.
"Aunt Diana, is it okay?"
Faced with Vincent's eager question, Diana opened her mouth, but in the end, she couldn't refuse and nodded lightly.
Having obtained permission.
Vincent walked forward without the slightest hesitation, embracing the slender waist with its beautiful curves with both hands. As the owner of the body slightly leaned down in cooperation and lightly parted her alluring lips with light makeup, Vincent opened his mouth a little roughly and anxiously and held them.
With his demigod's physique, he naturally couldn't feel any pain, but the stimulation was undoubtedly unprecedented.
A trace of helplessness and fascination appeared in Diana's beautiful eyes. Worried that Vincent, who hadn't obtained a medium, would be hurt, she opened her inner pearly teeth without reservation, opening up the sweet softness without a bit of hardness... When Wanda finished her shower and came out of the bathroom, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when she saw the two people calmly watching television on the sofa, "Miss Diana, you're back!"
"Yes, just now," Diana smiled slightly and asked softly, "How did you feel about studying in Gotham today?"
"It was very good. Alfred is really the best butler in the world. I can learn a lot from him," Wanda quickly responded, then cast a curious gaze on Vincent next to Diana, who was lying there like a salted fish, but his hair had turned into long silver hair.
"It's nothing, I'm just reflecting," Vincent in demigod mode seemed to know what Wanda was thinking and waved his hand weakly.
Tonight's homework was a bit over the top... Vincent, Diana, and Wanda were sitting on the sofa watching television as if they were a family of three.
If it weren't for what had just happened, the scene would undoubtedly be very warm.
Around ten o'clock in the evening.
Just as Vincent's family was preparing to go to bed, the television suddenly broadcast a strange news report:
"This reporter is reporting to you live from Crete. As you can see, several kilometers away behind me, a raging fire is soaring into the sky."
"This ancient ruin with thousands of years of history—the Amazon Temple is actually on fire! The fire has been burning for a whole day, and government authorities and residents are surprised by this, not knowing the specific cause of the fire..."
From the news video on the television screen, it can be seen that a white ancient temple ruin building, both its exterior and interior, is burning with raging fire, and the firelight is burning red the night sky like a giant beacon!
Amazon Temple?
Vincent's heart stirred, and he looked at Aunt Diana beside him.
Diana's expression was solemn, and she nodded to him almost imperceptibly.
After Wanda returned to her room to sleep.
Vincent secretly came to Aunt Diana's room. Entering the room, he found that his aunt had already changed into her Wonder Woman hero attire.
"That's Paradise Island giving a warning. It should be telling us that there are foreign enemies invading!" Wonder Woman said quickly, "I'm going to the Amazon Temple now to see if there are any clues there."
"I'll go with you," Vincent said in a deep voice, his eyes gleaming with icy silver divinity.
"Alright," Wonder Woman agreed and nodded... That night.
Crete, Amazon Temple!
The local government was mobilizing countless people to put out the fire with all their might. No one noticed that two figures descended from the sky and landed inside the temple ruins!
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