Today the girl will also wet the pillow

"I have to go out later, so I don't need tonight..."

Having said that, Fujiwara Makoto stopped. He saw that Rurikawa Tsubaki was only wearing a white apron. He once again saw the maid's exposed skin, and felt that the dazzling white was a little unbearable to look at.

Compared to other people, the maid's legs have very healthy lines, they are long, slender, white and clean, giving her the feeling of an aristocratic lady raised in seclusion. Just standing there, she naturally reveals a kind of arrogance that stands out from the crowd.

This time, her legs are bare, without the obstruction of stockings, and one can clearly see her delicate little feet on the floor. Her round toes look like white mushrooms standing side by side, or like soft-colored pearls, with just a hint of bright red on them, making them look even whiter and more delicious.

The apron blocked the front, so no further scenery could be seen. Only the vaguely visible side was exposed in front of Fujiwara Makoto, tremblingly supporting a certain height.

Even in the most open countries, some people would cover their eyes to avoid such temptation, not to mention that it would only lead to red-faced criticism in the eyes of some people.

"Are you seducing me?" Fujiwara Makoto looked at her, "I told you, only I can use you, not the other way around."

His words made Liulichuan Tsubaki feel embarrassed and annoyed. He had just eaten her the day before yesterday, and now he acted as if nothing had happened. It was shameful and disgusting.

"My lady wants me to serve you. This is her request." Liu Lichuan Tsubaki explained expressionlessly. If she hadn't made this request today, she wouldn't have done this.

Fujiwara Makoto was silent for a while. If there was anyone in this world who longed for his life the most, it must be that guy.

She was practically addicted.

However, Fujiwara Makoto did not intend to give too much, and now he just left the other party outside and let her calm down.

He walked past Liulichuan Tsubaki and returned to his room, with the latter following him all the way.

Seeing that he wanted to change his clothes, Liulichuan Tsubaki took the initiative to walk up to him and gently unbuttoned his clothes one by one. Her warm and delicate little hands were very dexterous and she didn't do anything unnecessary.

"It doesn't matter if you listen to her. I won't mind it too much. It's just that I won't always do what she wants." Fujiwara Makoto stroked her delicate face with his fingers. She was smoother than when she first came, and it was obvious that she had absorbed a lot of life energy.

Rurikawa Tsubaki didn't know this, she only understood what Fujiwara Makoto meant.

She could still follow the adult's orders, but success was not guaranteed. Fujiwara Makoto simply wouldn't let her be caught in a dilemma.

Then, Liulichuan Tsubaki slowly lowered his head.

In the eyes of that adult, perhaps he was just a cup for her to please Fujiwara Makoto, so after hearing that Fujiwara Makoto had done it with him, he asked Rurikawa Tsubaki to go a step further.

"Are you feeling bad?" Fujiwara Makoto lifted her face, her stubborn eyes revealing nothing. "You've been a high-ranking young lady since you were little. It's normal for you to feel bad and unwilling when you suddenly encounter something like this. You don't have to deliberately like me. You can just keep hating me like you do now, wishing you could strangle me to death at night."

Fujiwara Makoto never thought of himself as a good person, nor did he care whether anyone liked him or not.

"I don't hate my master, nor do I want to kill him." There was no expression on Liulichuan Tsubaki's face. How long would this man continue to fool her? Did he think that saying such words would make her relax her vigilance and hostility?

If she could do it again, she would definitely escape from Fujiwara Makoto and that adult, and would even consider escaping from the family.

"Someone has thought about this before." Fujiwara Makoto was very calm. He now has a maid group. What kind of maid has he not seen?

"I am the master's maid now, and I don't care about other people." Liurikawa Tsubaki silently told herself in her heart that she must learn to be patient. No matter what he said, she just had to maintain the status of an ordinary maid.

Maybe one day in the future, he will get tired of playing.

A man like him should have played with many girls and his tastes would be higher. It is unlikely that he would be interested in a girl with no expression and who looked like a cup.

But, will there be such a day?

Rurikawa Tsubaki didn't know that she helped Fujiwara Makoto change into a suitable casual outfit that was neither too flashy nor lacking in formality.

"You have good taste." Fujiwara Makoto was a little surprised. He had a lot of clothes in his wardrobe, but he was too lazy to organize them and just put on anything and went out.

I didn't expect that Liulichuan Chun picked a nice set of private clothes. I can only say that she is worthy of being a former noble lady, and she still has the necessary aesthetic vision.

"The main thing is that the master is good-looking, and he will look more handsome in it." Liurikawa Tsubaki flattered in a not very skilled manner.

Fujiwara Makoto smiled and patted her head.

"I don't know when I'll be back tonight, so you should get some rest early."

"I understand, Master."

Liurikawa Tsubaki lowered her head, not wanting him to see her expression, because she hated him touching her head, as it would remind her of how she used to treat her pets.

She was just sent out by the family, and then had to serve Fujiwara Makoto because of the order of that adult. She was just following orders.

Watching Fujiwara Makoto leave, Rurikawa Tsubaki walked barefoot on the floor and dialed the adult's number.

"Well, that's what the master said... No, he's not angry, nor does he blame you... Next time, tie yourself up and face the master naked. Okay, I get it... You'll come back next month, don't tell the master, understand..."

After hanging up the phone, Liulichuan Tsubaki couldn't help but look at the night view outside the window: the faint clouds, the looming moon halo, the tiny yet dense stars, and the bustling city lights. She used to look down at this city from a high position, but now she was condescending to a man.

She touched her belly, wondering if she was pregnant.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

Liurikawa Tsubaki was very cautious. She looked through the peephole and saw the twin sisters next door standing at the door. They were not strangers, so she felt relieved.

"Sorry, the master is out for the time being."

Although he didn't know the purpose of their visit, Tsubaki Rurikawa didn't want to offend the twin sisters because they seemed to have a good relationship with Fujiwara Makoto.

They should be looking for Fujiwara Makoto.

"Strange, why is Fujiwara-kun going out?" Xingyue Feng was a little confused, and then subconsciously looked at his sister.

Xingyueling looked at her sister calmly. She had clearly agreed that they would investigate the maid's situation this time, so she couldn't give up halfway.

It’s unreasonable, absolutely unreasonable, Xingyue Feng hinted to her sister with her eyes.

"Excuse me, but we just made some cookies and wanted you and Fujiwara-kun to try them. If you could accept them, I'd be very grateful."

Xingyueling ruthlessly blocked her sister's retreat.

As expected, Liulichuan Tsubaki had no choice but to agree to their request.

"I understand, but please wait a moment."

014 Mrs. Yukinoshita

The Yukinoshita family is a prominent family in Chiba Prefecture. Even if they move to Tokyo, they can own an independent villa in the best location.

Although he couldn't see the man in the black suit, Fujiwara Makoto could also notice that the security work here was very good. The guard looked at him politely before letting him in.

After all, many powerful people live here. Fujiwara Makoto still remembers that Mrs. Yukinoshita's husband was a county councilor in Chiba and inherited a real estate company, but later he had a car accident.

Mrs. Yukinoshita decided to move to Tokyo to temporarily avoid the mess in Chiba, or perhaps she became more and more proactive in delegating power to her eldest daughter to cultivate her network and vision.

Fujiwara Makoto is also among her targets.

On the surface, Fujiwara no Makoto is a descendant of a top family. The Fujiwara clan once ruled Japan for more than 300 years in the name of regent. For example, the famous five regent families also originated from the direct line of the Fujiwara clan.

Later, the military family rose to power, and coupled with the many internal conflicts within the Fujiwara clan, its power declined rapidly.

However, this also depends on who you are comparing with. Even the rottenest boat has three pounds of nails. The former Prime Minister of Japan was from the Fujiwara clan.

In Neon, where the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties still exists, the remaining strength of the Fujiwara clan can be seen.

Fujiwara Makoto was not their direct descendant, he just borrowed their identity to facilitate his travel across the country.

Now, the legitimate son of the Fujiwara clan, or perhaps the legitimate daughter, is of the same age as her. She is currently studying at Shuchiin. She looks carefree all day long, as if she has lost the worry of being poor.

Of course, it's not just that. Mrs. Yukinoshita also values ​​his other abilities.

Walking on the stone steps, Fujiwara Makoto saw a plump figure standing at the door from afar. The other person pursed her lips slightly, and there was a soft light in her eyes, which easily gave the illusion that she was a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

"Good evening, ma'am." Fujiwara Makoto took the initiative to greet her. "It's cold outside, so it's okay if you don't wait for me."

She is in her thirties or forties, with an exquisite and picturesque face and slightly upturned eyes. Years of pampering have made her naturally exude elegance and coolness.

Traditional Japanese women always give people a sense of Yamato Nadeshiko, and Mrs. Yukinoshita is no exception. This time, she is also wearing a simple and elegant kimono, her whole body wrapped in a seemingly loose kimono, only the slender waist and slightly rounded hips are visible through the corset. Even if you don't look carefully, you can notice that she does have an impressive figure, full of the charm of a mature woman.

Fujiwara Makoto looked at her and noticed the faint dark circles under her eyes, which could not be completely concealed by makeup.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Sometimes I wish I could see you sooner." Mrs. Yukinoshita said with a faint smile, "I thought Yukino would bring you back. Is she okay?"

She saw Fujiwara Makoto's private clothes, which were obviously carefully selected by the girl. They were not like Fujiwara Makoto's usual style, but rather highlighted Fujiwara Makoto's unique temperament, making him look like a celestial being who was isolated from the world.

It looks good, but I don’t like it.

"She's fine." Fujiwara Makoto arrived at the door, and then a familiar feeling filled his heart, and the scene of Chiba that year appeared in front of his eyes.

Mrs. Yukinoshita married a son-in-law and asked him to help manage the family business. If the latter had not died in an accident, Fujiwara Makoto probably would not have had any contact with the Yukinoshita family.

As soon as he came in, Fujiwara Makoto happened to see Yukinoshita Yukino sitting on the sofa in the hall. She raised her head and met Fujiwara Makoto's gaze, then turned to the other side.

"Hyangno hasn't come back yet. I guess we have to wait for a while. Have you had dinner?" Although Mrs. Yukinoshita used an inquiring tone, her eyes were full of hope and expectation. Faced with such a lukewarm voice and soft gaze, it was really impossible to refuse her.

"Not yet, let me cook." Fujiwara Makoto rolled up his sleeves. He liked to do things himself.

Mrs. Yukinoshita had anticipated this. For Fujiwara Makoto, food always comes first. As long as top-quality ingredients are prepared, he will easily take the bait.

The two parties have known each other for nearly two years, so Mrs. Yukinoshita would of course prepare the ingredients, and Fujiwara Makoto also knew that she would prepare them.

"Okay, I'll help you. I've recently learned how to make pineapple tofu, and it's a good time for you to try it." Mrs. Yukinoshita was actually not very good at cooking. Even her daughter Yukinoshita Yukino could easily beat her.

However, Fujiwara Makoto refused at first, but Mrs. Yukinoshita was too proactive, so he just ignored it. After all, it was her family's ingredients, so she could do whatever she wanted with them.

Looking at the friendly interaction between the two, Yukinoshita Yukino snorted coldly. Whenever she met Fujiwara Makoto, her mother's personality almost collapsed.

If outsiders saw it, they might think that her family was trying to give her money away.

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at Fujiwara Makoto's back expressionlessly. He appeared in front of her like this at that time, with his back to her, listening to his mother's words intently.

Ever since my father passed away, my mother's mental state has become increasingly abnormal. She would look around suspiciously from time to time and even bought a lot of books about exorcism.

Occasionally, you can see your mother holding strange rituals in the room or the hall. Her solemn expression makes Yukinoshita Yukino almost think that her mother has joined some dangerous club.

It wasn't until Fujiwara Makoto visited their home that her mother returned to normal.

Yukinoshita Yukino suspected that something must have happened at that time, but she had no evidence because her mother and Fujiwara Makoto deliberately avoided her and her sister when they were talking.

Recently, her mother has been acting strangely again, looking around the house nervously, and asked her to ask Fujiwara Makoto to come home.

I hope it's not the scene she least wants to see.

"I am back."

At this time, Yukinoshita Yukino also saw her sister appear at the entrance.

Yukinoshita Haruno hung her coat on the coat rack, changed her shoes, looked around, and finally went to the kitchen and saw Fujiwara Makoto. Her eyes lit up.

"Long time no see, Fujiwara-kun!"

"good evening."

"Hey, your reaction is quite cold. Have you got a girlfriend recently?"

"You're the one who should have a boyfriend."

"Oh, my sister, I have very high standards."

Listening to their interaction, Yukinoshita Yukino felt an urge to go back to her room. She was clearly a member of this family, so why should some guy be able to get in too?

"Xueno, you're here too. Don't you usually go back to your room to study at this time?" Yukinoshita Haruno also sat on the sofa, leaning next to her sister. "Where's your Mr. Pan?"

"Mr. Pan doesn't want to go out... I didn't expect you to have time to come back. I remember you were going to attend Mr. Yamaguchi's dinner party?" Yukinoshita Yukino looked at her sister coldly.

"Well, I don't like that guy, so I might as well just stand him up. Besides, there are people who deserve more attention."

Yukinoshita Haruno has a smiling face, which makes it easy to misunderstand whether she is interested in someone.

However, Yukinoshita Yukino knew that her sister was just as uneasy about a certain guy as she was.

015 Yang No

Many people think that miso soup is tofu and seaweed soup because they see tofu and seaweed in the soup that Japanese people drink.

In fact, it is made with miso paste as the main ingredient, supplemented with various vegetables such as tofu, seaweed, kelp, etc.

Japanese people are very obsessed with miso soup. The ultimate delusion of some office workers is to drink miso soup made by their wives when they get home from get off work every day, and their life will be worth it.

After Fujiwara Makoto tasted Mrs. Yukinoshita's miso soup, he stopped her from trying it. It couldn't be described as fragrant and delicious, but it was just mediocre.

Braised fish, cold sliced ​​beef, tempura, miso soup and oyakodon, etc., the portions are not very large because Japan is used to the separate dining system.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the food in front of her. The thin slices of white beef were neatly placed on the plate. They were crispy and soft but not broken apart, and could be eaten with sauce.

In addition, "don" means a large deep-mouthed ceramic bowl, originally used for noodles, and "oyakodon" is a bowl of rice topped with chicken and eggs. By serving such a large bowl, is this guy pretending not to know that girls have small appetites?

Having said that, this guy's cooking skills are indeed excellent. He can always combine different ingredients well to create a perfect dish. Sometimes, Yukinoshita Yukino feels that the world's top chefs are no more than this.

"I heard from Yukino that your grades have dropped a lot. Did something happen?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked at the dining table.

It was a very ordinary concern. Elders probably only cared about academic performance and interpersonal relationships, but Fujiwara Makoto could hear the hidden meaning behind her. She was concerned about the latter.

Mrs. Yukinoshita doesn't want her daughters to know too much. This is just her instinct as a mother, but her strong personality makes her curious about another world, and she has a vague yearning and expectation for it.

It turns out that the world is so big, it is not just Chiba, and it is not just the neon lights in front of us.

"It's okay. Yukino is here to help supervise, so Madam doesn't have to worry too much." Fujiwara Makoto was polite and neither humble nor arrogant.