Today the girl will also wet the pillow

For example, sister Xingyuefeng would choose to wear calf socks, which gave her a girlish look of youth and liveliness, highlighting her soft thighs. Without the barrier of stockings, her skin looked delicate and fair.

As for her younger sister Xingyueling, she was wearing black pantyhose. Her straight legs stretched the thin stockings tightly against her skin. The seductive curves extended from her thighs to her calves. The already soft and delicate texture of the stockings combined with the girl's skin made me want to hold them in my hands and play with them slowly.

Of course, there are other differences as well.

"I'll pay attention next time." Fujiwara Makoto looked at Xingyue Feng holding up her right hand. The bracelet inlaid with rubies was particularly eye-catching against her soft and fair skin, while Xingyue Bell was worn on her left hand.

"By the way, it seems like there's someone at your house recently." Xingyue Feng remembered that when he saw the light on next door not long ago, he thought it was Fujiwara Makoto who had returned.

"The day before yesterday, when my sister knocked on the door, she saw a girl who looked like a maid." Xingyueling added, "My sister was devastated and almost cried."

"I'm not crying, Ling!" Xingyue Feng puffed up her cheeks and glared at her sister angrily. Then she looked at Fujiwara Makoto as if nothing had happened. "She said she was asked to take care of Fujiwara-kun. Is it someone Fujiwara-kun knows?"

"Let's go back and check first. I don't know either. If you see unidentified people like this appearing in my house in the future, don't get close to them. It would be bad if they are bad people." Fujiwara Makoto gave a heads-up in advance. He and the twin sisters had only been neighbors for less than three months, and there were many things they didn't know.

"If anything happens, come to our house immediately and I will call the police for you!" Xing Yuefeng's face was serious. It would be best if he lived in her house from now on and didn't run around.

Xingyueling glanced away, she knew that her sister was craving for food again. A few days ago, she was rolling on the ground, obsessed with Fujiwara Makoto's food.

However, how could the guy who can open the door with the key be a strange bad guy, sister?

After a while, Fujiwara Makoto returned to his home.

A small courtyard with only two floors is much inferior to some people's large villas, and even looks a bit simple, but Fujiwara Makoto has already gotten used to it.

The so-called home is just a place to shelter from wind and rain.

Less than ten meters away, there is a doorplate with the words "Star and Moon" on it. This is the distance between him and his twin sisters on a daily basis.

The lights inside could be seen even from outside the door. Before Fujiwara Makoto opened the door, the other party opened the door from the inside, revealing a slender figure.

In modern society, it is actually difficult to see maids in the traditional sense. Most of them are just a small pleasure for couples or entertainment shops. Maids that conform to people's impressions are probably only preserved by some European aristocrats.

After the Meiji Restoration, the old Japanese aristocrats also began to imitate the European style. One of the major characteristics was that the maids' original heavy makeup and kimonos were replaced with European maid uniforms.

At the beginning, they were not used to overly radical reforms. They just put a European apron on the kimono. They called it Taisho maid outfit, which is probably the so-called Japanese soul and Western talent.

Of course, this is not to say that the European style is better. Even in some advanced countries at that time, maids were just black aunts.

After generations of improvements, the maid outfit that people are familiar with finally appeared. Whether it has certain functionalities depends on the purpose of the user.

The one who appeared in front of Fujiwara Makoto at this time was a typical modern maid. She was not wearing a medieval maid's long skirt, but a short skirt about ten centimeters above the knees. The delicate skin of her thighs was exposed under the skirt, which was dazzlingly white. Coupled with the black over-the-knee socks wrapped around her calves, she had a seductive temptation, which easily reminded her of the absolute territory that was passed on by word of mouth on the Internet.

The reason why we can tell that the other person is a maid is that she has a white apron tied around her slender waist and a headscarf on her head, which is what a maid should wear.

"Welcome back, Master." She lowered her head slightly, and where the man couldn't see, a complex meaning flashed in her eyes.

She was once high and mighty, but now, with the decline and collapse of her family, she has fallen into the dust. She has to learn to please her servants in the past, shaking her head and tail to a strange man. She can't help feeling a little humiliated. She knows that she has lost the qualification to feel humiliated because of the original contract.

"What's your name?" Fujiwara Makoto was not surprised when he saw her for the first time. Perhaps it was an old woman who claimed to be a maid who was acting on her own initiative and sending a woman to him.

Thanks to the other party, Fujiwara Makoto actually has a maid group over the years.

"Liulikawa Tsubaki."

"It's a nice name." Fujiwara Makoto smiled, "But don't wait for me at the entrance. Sometimes I won't come back."

"You are the master, and this is what I should do." Without his order, Liulichuan Tsubaki didn't even dare to raise her head. A certain woman left too deep an impression on her.

Fujiwara Makoto reached out and lifted her chin. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old, at the best time of her life. She was like a newly sprouted flower bud with clear dewdrops hanging on it, too tender to be picked. Her eyes were filled with water, and it would hurt if he exerted even a little force.

"What did she ask you to do?"

"To serve you and make you happy, and when necessary... I can use some dirty, vulgar means."

This posture forced Liurikawa Tsubaki to look directly into his eyes. If she shifted her gaze, it would be noticed. Therefore, she had to suppress her inner emotions and look into those eyes as dark as night without any fluctuation.

"What if I let you go back?"

"I can't go back. That lord has already bought me." Liulichuan Tsubaki tried her best not to show any emotion. In order to survive, her family could only pray to the other party humbly, and even offered her as a sacrifice.

The other party agreed, but immediately ordered her to serve a strange man.

It was already humiliating enough to be reduced from a noble to a maid, but she didn't expect that the person she served would change from a woman to a man. At this moment, Liulichuan Tsubaki felt...

Next, she could imagine what kind of crazy things this man in front of her would do to a young and beautiful maid.

006 Don't climb into my bed at night, maid

I haven't been back for two days, and nothing has changed at home, except that there is one new maid.

"By the way, you..."

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Fujiwara Makoto turned around and saw Rurikawa Tsubaki slowly taking off her black maid outfit, revealing her slender shoulders and fair and smooth skin. The girl's collarbone was soft but not at all thin, instead there was a sense of sharpness, like the last trace of pride between her eyebrows that she refused to give up.

The clothes slid to the ground bit by bit, and the white and tender flesh in front of his eyes trembled. The movements were immature and mixed with humiliation, which was far more sensational than some artists that Fujiwara Makoto had seen.

"My lord, I'm sorry for letting you see something unhappy this morning. Please punish me, master." Rurikawa Tsubaki knelt on the ground, her back completely exposed to Fujiwara Makoto's sight. Her skin was fair and delicate. The former noble lady obviously had the best nutrition to shape this delicate body, with a thin waistline but not lacking in fleshiness.

This almost humiliating way of playing is consistent with Fujiwara Makoto's impression of someone who considers herself a little maid, but he himself has no similar plans.

"Do you know about the other world?"

"I know a little. My family has encountered this a few times before." Rurikawa Tsubaki lowered his eyebrows, not letting Fujiwara Makoto see his expression. After all, the family declined because of these things, and in the end they had to beg outsiders for help.

"Now that you know, you should also know that this was just a random incident that happened to Xingyue Feng and the others." Fujiwara Makoto said, "I won't blame her, nor will I punish you."

What exactly is the identity of this man? Not to mention that he is pointing fingers at the adult in front of her, the adult had specifically instructed her this morning to please this man at all costs, and even asked her to kneel down and accept punishment on the adult's behalf.

After Liurikawa Tsubaki came to this house, she looked at everything here and found nothing special. It was even worse than the room where her servants used to live.

However, it is this house that will be her shelter in the future, and this man will be her master for the rest of her life.

"but--"

At this point, Fujiwara Makoto's face was expressionless, which made Rurikawa Tsubaki lower his head silently.

She knew that her father also liked this. He would first comfort people with a kind face, then change the subject and say that major crimes would not be punished but minor crimes would be punished, and finally order the servants who did something wrong to be taught a lesson.

This man probably also likes to pretend, and will definitely ask her to do some self-humiliating behavior later.

Disgusting.

"She did something wrong, but she asked you to take the punishment. She had a good idea. She probably thought I would reward her by sending you here." Fujiwara Makoto said in a cold voice, "Put on your clothes and tell her there's no reward or punishment. Go play in the water by yourself."

Playing with water...

Liu Lichuan Tsubaki was stunned for a long time before she figured out what it meant. She couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. The savior in her and her family's eyes was actually a little plaything in the eyes of others, playing in the water alone...

She couldn't imagine a specific scene, but she just felt that a figure who was so arrogant that he could decide her fate with just one sentence seemed to be shattered.

Besides, why not do it to her?

Fujiwara Makoto watched her pick up her clothes one by one. Her movements were very gentle, with a slight blush of shame on her cheeks. This was probably the first time she showed herself in front of the opposite sex.

"Although this is our first meeting, there are some things I need to say in advance." He met the girl's gaze. "First, prepare fresh ingredients every day. Second, I will cook for you myself, so don't make a fuss. And last but not least, don't climb into my bed in the middle of the night unless I need you to, Ms. Liu Lichuan."

How could she be willing to climb into your bed in the middle of the night? It makes me sick just thinking about it!

Liurikawa Tsubaki had a blank expression on her face. Since she didn't need to do anything extra, she certainly wouldn't humiliate herself by offering herself up.

Even if the adult asked, she would have a reason to explain, after all, it was not her responsibility.

"Where are you sleeping currently?"

"The guest room on the second floor."

This was a place where someone placed his own people, and Fujiwara Makoto was not surprised at all.

"Is the hot water ready?" He planned to take a shower first. He had been away for two days and would go back to class right away, so it was a good time to relax.

Oh, and Kirisu Madoka was sulking again this morning because I didn’t bring my textbooks.

Fortunately, the person at the next table was willing to share the teaching materials, otherwise Fujiwara Makoto would have been under Kirisu Madoka's murderous gaze all day long.

"The hot water is ready, master can use it at any time." Liurikawa Tsubaki naturally prepared everything. She didn't want to be punished for some trivial matter.

She had seen many servants make mistakes and consciously tried to avoid the same fate herself.

Fujiwara Makoto nodded, then went back to his room. When he came out, Rurikawa Tsubaki saw him holding a cell phone, seemingly replying to someone's message.

"Have you seen the girl next door?"

"On the first day I came here, a girl with short hair knocked on the door. I told her you weren't back yet."

"They will come here to play occasionally in the future, so don't be too reserved."

Too pretentious?

Before Liulichuan Tsubaki could react, Fujiwara Makoto came in front of her and stretched out his hand to pull her cheek: "You should smile more often, otherwise they will think I am forcing you."

Liurikawa Tsubaki said nothing, forcing was the fact.

However, Fujiwara Makoto quickly let her go and turned to go to the bathroom, not forgetting to close the door.

Liurikawa Tsubaki touched the place he had just touched. This was the second man to touch her besides her father.

Will it be like this in the future?

Will you get used to it?

Do I have to face this man here for the rest of my life?

Liulichuan Tsubaki was silent. There were no answers to these questions, and she didn't want to know the answers.

She went to the landline and called the adult.

-

There is a lot of fun to be had in this world.

For example, the young love, the thief who likes married women, the fun of watching people in suits, actually catching a fish this time, the accidental pentakill...

A famous philosopher believed that happiness is the satisfaction of human needs.

Some people also believe that this is because the human body produces a large amount of endorphins and dopamine, which makes people feel happy and satisfied.

However, it does not mean that you can be happy as long as you want to be happy. From a psychological point of view, humans have five levels of psychological needs, namely physiological, safety, social needs, respect and self-realization.

For humans, these can explain what fun is and why humans need fun.

But what is the pleasure for some beings beyond humans?

If they lose their joy, how will they view the world?

On the first day that Fujiwara Makoto and Rurikawa Tsubaki met, he cooked delicious meals to entertain Rurikawa Tsubaki.

The cooking skills she had honed over the years came in handy once again. It was obvious that Liurikawa Tsubaki had a rather shaken expression on her face, and she finished the delicious food in front of her in less than half a minute.

When Rurikawa Tsubaki showed a complicated expression towards him as her master, Fujiwara Makoto called her to his room.

"Didn't you say you can't climb onto the master's bed?"

“Before I had the need, I couldn’t climb, but now it’s different.”

"Guwu... I, I understand, Master... Please, please take your time..."

007 気気ち悪い!

This world was originally just a wasteland, but after a long period of time, traces of life slowly appeared in this world.

From simple to complex, from low to high, despite billions of years of evolution, the original instincts are still retained.

Eat and reproduce.

No matter how ancient the life is or how modern humans are, no one can separate themselves from these two primitive instincts.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrated the dust in the air and climbed onto the white sheets, Fujiwara Makoto woke up.

"Did I wake you?"

On the spacious double bed, Tsubaki Rurikawa was sitting beside her, her hair a little messy and draped over her smooth back, her fair and delicate skin showing a faint blush.

The fragrant, warm and soft body in front of him was once pressed under him last night. The sensitive parts still had traces of picking, which made people marvel at the girl's tenderness.

She put on tight-fitting clothes and met Fujiwara Makoto's gaze. Her long eyelashes couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she naturally thought of the scene last night. A blush quickly stained her originally fair neck, and her earlobes also turned softly red.

I originally thought that Fujiwara Makoto would ignore her feelings and vent his impulses on her like a doll.

However, Fujiwara Makoto's attitude towards her was more like the interaction between a couple. It was the first time she saw someone so patient and even gentle to the extreme.

Although the first experience was very comfortable, there was one thing that made her feel embarrassed and annoyed. Her face, her earlobes, her chest, and even every inch of her skin were stained with the scent of men.

No matter how she objected and resisted, Fujiwara Makoto turned a blind eye to the whole process, as if he was tasting some delicacy.