The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

That bastard owner, he used this very spot to steal my first kiss last time...

Fiona took a deep breath and slowly slid her finger toward Ron's lips.

The moment she was touched, Fiona's delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart felt as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

These are the master's lips...

She felt the room becoming somewhat stuffy, her breathing rate subtly quickening, and her mouth becoming unusually dry, as if she were anticipating the arrival of a sweet dew.

"Whoo~"

Fiona opened her mouth wide because her nose could no longer handle breathing, and she needed to use her mouth to inhale oxygen.

Gumbling—

Her breathing grew heavier, and her body leaned forward slightly, as if she couldn't resist pressing against him.

"Hmm~"

Perhaps his lips were tickled by the touch, Ron, in his sleep, turned to his side and reached out to grab Fiona's slender waist.

Because it was an unconscious action while asleep, the force wasn't great; it just rested on Fiona's waist before sliding down to her upper legs, which were tightly wrapped in black bodysuit stockings.

The moment her waist was touched, Fiona felt as if she had been electrocuted; her breath caught in her throat, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

She was terribly nervous, thinking that Ron had woken up, but when she looked up, she found that the man lying on the bed still had his eyes closed.

"Whoo~"

Only after confirming that Ron was still asleep did Fiona dare to breathe heavily.

That damn owner, he's never still even when he's asleep.

However, it is a maid's duty to take care of her master.

We've bought most of the supplies yesterday, so let the owner rest a bit more today.

After finding an excuse, Fiona grabbed the man's hand, slowly leaned against him, lay down on the edge of the pillow, and then gently placed Ron's hand on her body.

At this moment, a blush spread across her face as she closed her eyes, savoring the tenderness of the moment.

The owner has been working very hard lately, constantly running around for the expansion project.

Let him enjoy it for a while...

Thinking of this, Fiona hugged Ron's hand even tighter...

Chapter 69 The Maid's Wake-Up Service! She loves being held by her master!

In the room, on the bed.

Ron woke up groggily and felt that the air was particularly sweet today, with the fragrance of lilies slowly flowing into his nostrils.

My hand was touched by something very soft.

Ok?

Ron, bewildered, opened his eyes and saw Jung Fei-na sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with an expression as if he were scum.

"Master is really insatiable. The maid was just about to wake the master up when you pulled her into your arms."

After enjoying herself, Fiona saw Ron wake up and immediately got up, looking at him with disgust.

The owner must never know that the child lay down on its own initiative.

Otherwise, her amorous owner would definitely not let her off the hook...

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying? I just woke up."

Ron didn't know what had happened, but something felt off.

"Doesn't Master know what kind of person he is?"

Fiona lifted her round, perky buttocks and raised her chin;

"Your master is so restless, even when he's asleep, he can still put his arm around your maid."

That's right, the owner carried me there~

Maids wouldn't take the initiative...

"I don't believe you unless you sit down and demonstrate it for me. Otherwise, this sounds like you're just making things up."

Ron couldn't tell if it was true or false, but that didn't matter anymore; he had a good idea.

"Damn master, let's demonstrate then."

Fiona had never experienced this kind of routine before, and her mind didn't quite catch on. She immediately placed her round, pert buttocks, encased in black pantyhose, lightly on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sitting here, and then this bastard master's hand..."

Before Fiona could finish speaking, the man's strong, powerful hands pulled her into his embrace.

Did I do that?

Ron pulled the little maid into his arms and asked with a mischievous grin.

"Yes, that's exactly what that bastard master did back then..."

When the man suddenly hugged her like that, Fiona's delicate body trembled, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Anything else? Didn't you do anything else?"

Ron deliberately stroked the other person's waist lightly.

I have to say, it was quite nice to be hugged by a soft, fragrant maid first thing in the morning.

Ron suddenly understood why those noble families kept a group of maids.

At first, Fiona was stunned by the man's sudden attack, but now she realizes that she has been tricked.

"You bastard master! How dare you lay your wicked hands on the maid first thing in the morning! Such a lustful master is disgusting!"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man with disdain;

"The master's tactics are really deep. Under the guise of demonstration, he started to do things randomly."

That damn master has been waiting for me to get close.

You can't wake your owner up like that next time...

"You can insult my character, but please don't insult a gentleman's methods."

Ron sniffed the aroma and spoke with a smug look on his face;

“I was clearly doing things in a methodical and rhythmic way.”

Fiona's bodysuit is amazing; Ron prefers the silky feel to a fleshy look.

It's comfortable to hold and has a strong visual impact.

"You bastard master, let the maid leave right now! If you keep messing around, the maid will fight back!"

Fiona tried her best to control her restless body, but the intense sensation made her delicate body tremble slightly, and her upper legs involuntarily came together.

"Oh?"

Ron leaned close to the maid's ear, lowered his voice, and asked with a wicked grin:

"So, in your eyes, what constitutes 'reckless behavior'? I'll keep an eye on it."

Early in the morning, when everyone was in high spirits, their own maid had walked right into a trap.

"You bastard master, you're already acting recklessly. If this continues, the maid will bite you hard."

Fiona's breathing became slightly rapid, but the undeniable intensity continued to course through her body, making her want to push him away, yet also wanting to continue.

However, she worried that she might lose control if things continued like this...

"How can things continue like this? You need to explain yourself clearly, otherwise how am I supposed to know what you mean?"

Ron, feeling playful, kept teasing his maid.

"You bastard, you bastard master, take your hands off me..."

Perhaps the sensation was too intense, Fiona couldn't bear it, and immediately pushed Ron's hand away, stood up, and moved far away from the man.

"The most disgusting kind of master is one who lays a hand on the maid who grew up with him."

Fiona crossed her arms over her chest, slightly raised her chin, squinted her eyes, and looked at the man in front of her with an expression of looking at scum.

"We grew up together, shouldn't we help each other out?"

Ron stretched comfortably and got out of bed.

"The maid doesn't need the master's help; the master only helps the maid to please himself."

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man with disdain;

"Alright, now that you bastard master is up, it's time for the maid to go to the dining room."

With slightly trembling legs, she slowly walked out of the room and into the courtyard, where she dared to breathe heavily.

That damn owner, he actually did this to me first thing in the morning...

Perhaps it was because of the cool morning air, but Fiona always felt a chill under her legs.