[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

All too often, we mask truth in artifice, cealing ourselves for fear of losing the ones we love or prolonging adeception for those wewish to expose.

People often hide the truth through subterfuge, hide themselves for fear of losing a loved one, or continue to lie in order to expose an enemy.We are indulging in warm dreams, escaping the bitterness and tears of the world, or escaping the unacceptable facts. This dinner is always shrouded in a somewhat special atmosphere.

Vespa looked at ease, as if unmoved by Harry Osborn's confession before the meal.

And the beautiful boy opposite him is full of aristocratic gloomy temperament, melancholy, sickness, and even a hint of evil, mixed and colliding with each other, giving him an impenetrable sense of mystery.

Harry lowered his gaze, "I'm an adult, I won't cause you any trouble."

Even though it is different from the United States, which hates the relationship between teachers and students, Britain's attitude towards teacher-student relationship is not enlightened.

The legal age of sex in the UK is 16 years old, but when it involves teachers, it is stipulated that it is [-] years old, and an educator who tastes the forbidden fruit with a minor will be sent to prison without accident, even if it is a teacher-student relationship that occurs in a university, it does not involve The issue of minors is also required to report to the school to prevent incidents of favoritism or sexual harassment.

And Harry Osborn is of age, obviously not going to cause her the trouble of being sued.

Vespa wiped the corner of his mouth with a soft white napkin, "This is not in line with the spirit of the contract, and it is not decent."

"I'm surprised you care about such insignificant things." Harry put down his silver knife and fork and looked at her.

Vespa raised his glass and took a sip, "I don't have the $2000 billion Osborne Industries to inherit. A teacher-student relationship can easily ruin my career prospects."

Harry Osborn walked up to her side without saying a word, his temperament was very contradictory, sometimes gloomy and sometimes tender and affectionate.

At this time, he squatted down in front of Vespa, staring at him with clear and charming eyes, "It's all because of your limited affection for me."

Vespa exhaled, "Maybe."

Without the requirements of system tasks, even this particularly charming young girl in front of her seems to be a little passive and sabotage.

Vespa really wanted to help Harry Osborn get rid of the original tragic ending, but that doesn't mean she has to have something happen with him, does it?

Harry lowered his eyes, hiding his inner gloom and dissatisfaction, and turned to face her pretending to be a frustrated boy.

He is young, but he is used to using tricks to conceal the truth and hide himself deeply.

"I just want to stay by your side." There was an unconcealable sense of loss on his face, but he still put on a cute and gentle smile, "I am willing to wait for your response."

He is really a beautiful young man who conforms to western aesthetic standards, exquisite and handsome, slender and thin. There is probably no woman in this world who can resist his moist and crystal clear eyes.

Vespa frowned slightly, "Mr. Osborne, you are really good at using your appearance."

Harry stared at her with his face up, a smile with a hint of innocence on the corner of his mouth, then straightened up, and gently pressed a kiss on her face.

Very softly, and left soon.

Vespa didn't say anything, but stood up and cleared the table, and went into the kitchen.

Harry lowered his head and smiled, turned around and was about to enter, but was stopped by Vespa, "You may break the tableware if you join. I think you'd better go to the study."

Although Harry Osborne handled the mussels well, but in the face of things like washing dishes, the living ability of rich children is not trustworthy.

Especially the heir to Osborne Industries, knowing that his hordes of servants are eager to help him dry his hair.

Facing Vesper's refusal, Harry did not show any dissatisfaction. In fact, he has always been good at disguising. Few people in this world know what he is thinking.

After Vespa tidied up the kitchen calmly, he entered the study.

At this time, Harry Osborn was flipping through the advanced mathematics test paper he brought.

It was only after Vespa approached that he noticed that the difficulty of the exercises was far beyond that of his current undergraduate first-year advanced mathematics.

As a kid from a wealthy family with a smooth life, Harry Osborn is one of the best in any case. He is intelligent, deep and introverted, and has no frivolous bad habits.

The only curse that made him fall into the abyss was the family hereditary disease - reverse cell hyperplasia.

The onset begins at the age of 20 and cannot be cured.

Vespa looked at the young man who was concentrating on solving the problem, and let out a sigh of relief.

This is already the last world she needs to experience, and with the upcoming fusion of the worlds, most of her ability to die as a creator god has also been restored.

Overall, Harry Osborn is a likable teenager, and she certainly doesn't mind using her abilities to heal him.

And this will be very beneficial to the future situation. As the heir to a company with a market value of 2000 billion US dollars, Osborne Industries can provide a lot of economic support when resisting Thanos, can't it?

Yes, that's right, that's it.

Anyway, Yangou Vesper would never admit that she wanted to save Harry simply because he was good-looking.

After Vesper sat down at the desk, Harry sat beside her, and then turned the test paper over, leaving an empty answer question on this side.

He fixed his eyes on Vesper, "Professor Linde, I can't answer this question."

Harry Osborn's eyes were sincere, but as to whether he was really helpless, only he knew.

Vespa started to answer him seriously. The worlds she passed through seem to be studying science all the time.

Harry's eyes were on her, he could smell the fragrance of Vesper's body, mysterious and charming, her beautiful and sexy body was so close to him, he felt that his breathing was a little confused.

Vespa turned his face sideways and saw his deep gaze.

She cleared her throat. "Mr. Osborne, you don't seem too serious."

Harry Osborn stared at her and said, "Sorry, Professor Lynde."

His arms were pressed against hers, and the warmth and softness of her skin made him breathless.

This feeling even made him restless, and he tried to escape Vespa's attraction to him, but it was too difficult, as if she would lose all resistance just by appearing in front of him.

Harry Osborn is the so-called sole heir almost abandoned by his father, and Vesper Lind in front of him has a charm that makes him flock to him.

Harry didn't want to admit this, because it meant that he was putting his weakness in front of her and giving her the opportunity to hurt herself.

And he has been abandoned and exiled by his biological father for so many years, how can he accept the possible abandonment and betrayal again?

Vespa saw the panic in his eyes.

The young man's face was immature, but very handsome, and one couldn't help but want to pamper him.

Finally, Harry touched Vespa's cheek with his palm, "You are to me what Helen is to Paris."

"Helen?" Vespa raised an eyebrow.

Harry's voice was clear and charming, and his eyes were always following Vespa, "To me, you are like an ancient Nissian sailing ship, undulating and swaying on the fragrant sea, and I am like a weather-beaten sailor. Weary vagabond, only your presence can drive me to the shores of my homeland."

The poem "To Helen" by American writer Edgar Allan Poe is so romantic and melodious under his charming voice.

Vespa frowned, "Mr. Osborne, while you are majoring in double majors, you still have time to read the poems of the father of detective novels?"

There was a mischievous smile on the corner of Harry's mouth, and his breath approached, "I still have time to do a lot of things..."

"For example?" Under his gaze, Vespa's breathing was slightly unsteady.

Harry Osborn's eyes followed her like a shadow, and his fingers had already inserted into the long hair behind her head.

Then, his other arm wrapped around Vespa's waist, and kissed her reverently.

His kiss was not at all as gentle as his handsome appearance, but with a frenzied breath, and even a kind of morbid obsession.

Fanatical and desperate love was born along with this passionate kiss. At this moment, it seemed that reason could only fall apart.

Harry sat on the chair behind the desk, hugged Vespa on his lap, his breathing was messy and rapid, he ripped off the buttons of her shirt with both hands, and then buried his face in it, the unusually soft ups and downs It made him more and more confused.

Her beautiful and sexy body has always been tempting this young man, and at this moment, he finally got his wish.

Harry's pale and slender fingers rolled up her decent black skirt and pulled it up to her thighs, making it completely useless for covering her.

While his lips and tongue were still sucking vigorously in front of the beautiful woman, Vespa hugged his head panting.

Then, Vespa heard the slight sound of the zipper of the trousers sliding down, and the boy had already leaned up again, grabbing her lips and tongue fiercely.

"sky…"

Harry pressed his head upwards vigorously, and whispered with his lips next to her ear, "Your goddess-like demeanor brings me back to the greatness of Greece and the glory of ancient Rome."