Castorice: I Can Never Repay You for Saving My Sister... Sir Chen Li, Would You Do Me the Honor of Marrying Me? (10K)

"..." Chen Li rubbed his brow in annoyance.

What exactly had Castorice taught Polyxenia?

Or had Castorice really treated Polyxenia like an AI?

That yellow-haired girl!

Snap! Chen Li snapped his fingers, and the Chronicles of Ages spread across the table suddenly began flipping on its own without any wind. Countless purple butterflies rose rustling from between different pages, gathering into a vortex that enveloped Polyxenia.

The outline of her body, smaller even than a child's, stretched and lengthened within the purple cocoon of light. The childish roundness faded from her fingertips, revealing the delicate joints of her wrists. When the final page closed, the radiance abruptly contracted—

Polyxenia spun lightly through the air and landed barefoot.

This time, however, having learned her lesson, Polyxenia landed on the floor.

After more than thirty million lifetimes, the first thing Polyxenia did upon regaining her physical body was curiously inspect her clothes, then stare blankly at her restored, normal hands.

When she raised her eyes again a moment later, Polyxenia tentatively touched Chen Li's cheek with her fingertips, feeling the warmth brought by the contact between their bodies.

The warm, real sensation belonging to a living creature traveled clearly through the nerve endings in her fingertips and returned to Polyxenia's senses, which had been dormant for far too long.

At first, the touch was merely a tentative brush, but Polyxenia's thumb soon followed, stroking Chen Li's cheek, while her index finger naturally slid down to his jawline—a posture that fully cupped the side of his face.

Then Polyxenia really pinched him.

She used very little force. Her fingertips sank into the flesh of Chen Li's cheek before releasing it, and Polyxenia watched with focused attention as her fingers caused subtle changes in his skin. Even her breathing grew lighter.

"Have you touched