The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Otherwise, how could I be like this~~

Next time, don't ever agree to anything from a jerk...

Chapter 109: Fiona sits down! The Saint's operation! Obtain the Speedy Archer's Illustration!

The night is very long, so long that for those suffering from insomnia, every second feels like a year.

At this moment, in Vahlan, the first city in the North, Saint Xilin of the Bishop's Court of the Goddess of Night was a little insomniac.

Normally, she would have fallen asleep in the first half of the night.

But recently I don’t know why, I always can’t fall asleep until the second half of the night.

Even if I made several waves of holy water by myself to kill time during this lonely time, I still felt that the emptiness in my heart could not be filled.

"Mr. Leonard Ron, Xilin is thinking about you all the time, thinking about how you can use that burning, unscrupulous gaze to constantly and constantly appreciate everything about me, and looking forward to you tearing off my holy coat and ruthlessly, ruthlessly..."

At this moment, Saint Xilin was lying on her side in front of the statue of the Goddess of Night, hugging her body, opening her pink lips, and constantly expressing her truest expectations.

Ever since that day when that man stared at her body unscrupulously and said he wanted to push her to the ground, this one of the twelve chaste saints of the Church of the Goddess of Night could not forget that feeling.

Because that was the first time she was stared at by such a burning gaze and her body was assaulted by such dirty words, which made her soul tremble and she was expecting the man to really do those things.

She expected a man to invade her sanctity, press her before the statue, and defile her severely...

"Mr. Ron~~~"

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The night is also very short, so short that as soon as you open your eyes, the day is already bright.

Fiona slept soundly and peacefully.

After waking up, I stretched comfortably, then got up and started taking a shower and soaking my feet.

While washing my feet, I secretly thought about going to Ron's room to help yesterday.

"Asshole master, I really don't know what's so good about feet. They're obviously not as flexible as hands, but the asshole master likes them so much. He keeps staring at them with that kind of eyes. It feels like he can't help but pounce on them and bite them at any time..."

Fiona pouted her lips, her cheeks flushed lightly. Although she always expressed disdain, her body was very honest.

Before she knew Ron had a special fetish for feet, she just washed his feet at night.

Now I use flower petals to soak my feet every morning and evening, making them rosy and fragrant.

After soaking, she started to brush her teeth and wash her face.

While brushing my teeth, I couldn't help but think of the midnight snack that Ron made yesterday.

Asshole master, the food he made is so awful, yet he is still so confident, acting like he is so great.

I don't like to eat anything made by my master.

I won't eat it again...

Although she thought so in her heart, she brushed her teeth for a longer time today and brushed her tongue carefully. Finally, she came to the mirror, opened her mouth and took a look.

He put his hand to his mouth and blew on it. After making sure it smelled good, he walked out.

Asshole master, he must be sleeping in again...

Fiona had instructed the chef last night about breakfast this morning, so she just went to check the situation in the kitchen. After confirming that there was no problem, she walked briskly to Ron's tent.

"Whoo~"

Perhaps it was because yesterday was too intense that Fiona had to adjust her breathing before she could enter the tent.

This time she didn't just call Ron to get up. Instead, she closed the tent, walked carefully to the edge of the bed, and gently placed her buttocks tightly wrapped in black pantyhose on the edge of the bed.

Asshole master, I knew he was still sleeping in.

The reason is very simple, it's because I ran out of energy last night...

Gumbling—

Fiona couldn't help but reach out and slide her hand gently across the man's face, fully feeling the other's warmth at the moment.

Asshole master, you bullied the maid yesterday, you have to bully her back today~

Thinking of this, Fiona sat closer for some unknown reason.

Sitting in the place where she was bullied yesterday...

As soon as she sat down, she was stunned.

Why would I do this? I clearly didn't think so, but I just sat here for no reason...

Fiona wanted to leave, but the passion surging from her body caused her slender waist to sway slightly.

That's it, now the master is asleep and can't feel anything.

So this is the maid bullying the master~~

This is a revenge against the bastard master, not because of love...

In a daze, Ron felt that he had had a beautiful dream, a dream that made his blood boil and excited.

He actually dreamed of his own maid, sitting over to him with a shy look on her face. Ron felt that this dream was quite real.

After all, based on his understanding of the despicable maid, this kind of thing would probably become a reality in no time.

But this dream was so real, as if Fiona really sat like this...

"Hmm~"

The gathering of illusory power gradually woke Ron up. He just felt refreshed and comfortable.

But today I woke up with more enthusiasm than ever before.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his maid, with her round buttocks gently placed on the edge of the bed, her cheeks rippling with a delicate blush.

Ok?

"The master who just woke up and stared at the maid with strange eyes is the most disgusting~"

Although Fiona was extremely flustered, she still rolled her eyes in disdain.

Fortunately, I left in time. If I had left later, I would have been seen by the bastard owner.

If this kind of thing is discovered, the master of SeSe will definitely ask for more~~~

But how could I possibly satisfy my master so easily...

"What's wrong with my look? Your face is so red. Did you do something weird to me?"

Ron had reason to suspect that the maid had done something while he was sleeping.

And this suspicion almost has substantial evidence, because the rich scent of lilies is constantly flowing into the nasal cavity, the fragrance is beautiful and tempting.

"嘁~"

Fiona frowned and looked down upon the man in front of her with a look of contempt as if he were a scumbag.

"What a bastard master, you have such a bold idea. How could the maid do anything to the master? The master always forces the maid to do strange things."

Having said that, she quickly raised her round buttocks and moved away from the man;

"I really don't know where the master got his confidence from. The food he made was obviously awful, and it obviously had no color, aroma or flavor, yet he doubted what the maid would do to him."

Bastard Ron, if you dare to have such nonsense again, you will be dead.

How could I do such a thing when I am so reserved and dignified?

"Fiona, I see your mouth needs to be fed again."

Ron didn't care what his maid did to him. In this kind of situation, she could sit there if she wanted. She wouldn't suffer any loss anyway.

Although she always looks disgusted, her body is so honest.

Such a cute maid.

"The master is obviously weak, but he always makes himself sound powerful. A maid won't be afraid of such a master~"

Fiona only cared about the food and not the beating. She looked disgusted and shocked while eating.

But the next day, it was as if he had forgotten all about it and his mouth was still hard.

"Fiona, that's not what you said yesterday."

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that just one night later, his maid would start to be so arrogant again.

"The maid's words, expressions, and actions yesterday were all fake, just to prevent the master from feeling inferior because of that kind of thing."

Fiona walked to the front of the tent, licked the corner of her mouth, raised her chin, and smiled proudly:

"In fact, the maid has never felt what the master did to her. How should I put it? The master is so weak that she can be completely ignored."

Damn Ron, he is obviously very weak, that's why he can't feel anything.

Fiona is like this. She was obviously shocked and had a hard time swallowing yesterday, but now she says this.

"What you say now will make you suffer the consequences in two days."

Although he knew that his maid was speaking the opposite of what she meant and that it was slander, Ron still inexplicably wanted to prove himself.

How should I put it? It’s ok to say that he is weak in other things, but not this!

"The wheat fields haven't even been opened up yet, but the owner has already started thinking about this."

Feiyou walked out of the tent, poked half of her head back and continued to tease:

"As the saying goes, only weak people always want to prove themselves. The maid seems to have found the reason why her master is so shy."

After saying that, she gave a sly smile, closed the tent, and left triumphantly.

"Fiona, next time I will make sure you eat a lot!"

Ron's fist became harder. Why did his own despicable maid become more and more arrogant?

I was already completely submissive yesterday, but I just couldn't hold on any longer.

Today he is even more unscrupulous.

You're not saying this because you expect to be treated harshly by me, right?