Chapter 1620 A War Without a Winner (Part 72)

Chapter 1622 A War Without Winners (Seventy-two)

Chapter 72 A War Without Winners (Seventy-two)

Albert could guess some of the little thoughts in the girls' minds, just as he thought that Catherine thought he could guess them.

However, no one would deliberately point them out.

This was a small psychological game between the two sides.

After all, Catherine and the other two had signed a contract with Albert, and they were his lovers no matter what.

What you pay for.

You naturally want to get something.

Although Albert was not very interested in having more beautiful lovers, he was still looking forward to the surprise that Isobel mentioned.

To put it in the words of his previous life, he was not at a disadvantage in this matter anyway, and if the girls were willing to pay for it, he could just enjoy it.

As for the need to share some of the research results, as long as Isobel didn't care, Albert didn't care.

After Albert recovered from the previous passionate dance, he devoured a large piece of chocolate cake and half a cup of juice under Louise's enthusiastic feeding.

"What kind of wine did you mix in the juice?"

Albert picked up the juice he had just drunk, squinted his eyes to feel the subtle changes in his body, and turned his head to look at Isobel on the left who was sipping champagne.

"Louise's homemade fruit wine."

Isobel handed the wine glass to Katrina next to her, leaned over to lick the cream off Albert's lips, smiled and blinked, "French champagne is really good, but it's too easy to get people drunk. You have to deal with several girls next, you can't get drunk and leave them alone. So, I replaced the champagne with juice and mixed it with some fruit wine that Louise brought you."

Albert looked back at Louise, who was shy, and stared at the wine glass in his hand again, and the muscles on his face twitched.

Louise is one-quarter Veela, and the wine brewed by her family always makes people think of certain things.

Albert was right. The bottle of fruit wine Louise brought was made using the traditional craftsmanship of Veela. It only exists in legends in the magic world because Veela never give it away or sell it.

And this wine that fascinates countless people does have some magical effects. Even if it is mixed with a lot of fruit juice, it still affects Albert a little.

The passionate dance with Catherine before is the best proof.

Although it is difficult to stop halfway through the dance, Albert himself does not want to stop, so he is half-hearted.

"This is a very unique wine, but it is a pity that it requires the unique brewing technology of Veela." Isobel picked up the bottle of fruit wine and cast a look at Louise, asking her to explain the origin of the wine to Albert in person.

"This is what my grandmother gave me. It seems to be related to the tradition of Veela." Louise said a little embarrassedly, "It is said that when Veela meets a man they like, they will give him this kind of fruit wine and then invite him to dance under the moon. This seems to be some kind of ancient sacred ritual of Veela, which can make men fall in love with them quietly, thus forgetting everything in the world and indulging in the wonderful midsummer night together."

"So, this is a weakened version of some ancient ritual?"

Albert looked up at the ceiling of the living room. He felt strange just now. Why did he turn the ceiling into the night sky and let the moonlight sprinkle on the dance floor? It turned out to be this reason!

"I guess so. I don't know if it works."

"Catherine always says that you are too rational. There are so many beautiful lovers around you. If you can't leave you some unforgettable memories, it will be difficult for you to remember us firmly."

"At least, I hope you can enjoy this dance we carefully prepared for you." Louise sat on Albert's knees and kissed his lips again, blocking all the words he might say.

She never forgot Isobel's reminder. Albert didn't like lies and could easily see through others' lies, so she sold Catherine without hesitation.

Albert had a complicated look, but he didn't reject Louise's overflowing love.

However, the other girls couldn't let Louise monopolize Albert, and soon they all surrounded him, allowing Albert to enjoy the so-called beauty around him.

"Drink it, and then go up and continue dancing!"

Isobel waved her wand, and conjured an old, rough cup with a light green fluorescence out of thin air, and poured the fruit wine brought by Louise into it.

"Half for each."

"This kind of wine can restore the drinker's physical strength very well. It's a pity that the Veela usually don't sell it. This is part of the sacred ceremony for them." Catherine was quite sorry about this. She actually wanted Louise to get the recipe of the wine, and then let Albert improve the winemaking process, maybe he could make a wine with similar effects.

She was very confident in Albert, as if there was nothing this man couldn't do.

The two looked at each other, and Louise took the fluorite wine glass handed to her by Isobel. She took a big sip of the wine in the glass and then passed it to Albert opposite her.

Albert drank the remaining fruit wine in the glass. It was slightly sweet, a bit like sweet wine, but the taste was different. It was probably a problem with the brewing process. But as Catherine said, he could clearly feel that his physical strength was recovering rapidly, but it obviously had more than one effect, because the blood in his body seemed to be ignited. Albert suspected that there was a small amount of stimulant in it.

He returned to the dance floor surrounded by the girls. This time, Louise led Albert to dance a dance he had never seen before.

The girls around him seemed to have no intention of leaving. They circled around the two of them, as if waiting for something and looking forward to something.

Albert did not notice the girls around him looking at him. He was completely immersed in the dance of the two, and an inexplicable desire arose in his heart.

Although he could suppress this emotion by force, Albert did not do so, because Louise on the opposite side had reached out to take off the lily on her waist, and the wedding dress on her body opened the door to a new world for Albert.

The dance continued, as if the two had gotten rid of all their restraints, dancing passionately in the moonlight. When the music stopped, Louise jumped up and hugged Albert tightly. She hung on him like a koala, and kissed his lips with her head raised.

The giggling girls rushed over from all sides and surrounded the two.

Isobel and Katrina obviously had experience in this area. After exchanging glances, they chuckled and held Louise's body.

Catherine and Valeria looked at each other, raised their hands to turn off all the lights in the living room, and helped the newlyweds make final preparations.

In the dim living room, countless figures twisted and entangled together under the moonlight. An ambiguous atmosphere accompanied by the unstoppable beautiful sound intertwined into a wonderful midsummer night.

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