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Lu Mo didn't speak, but simply stared at her with a gaze full of expectation and leisure. That calm yet distant smile made Kiana's heart flutter with unease.

He lazily sank his neck into the back of the chair, his Adam's apple bobbing gently in the warm light with each swallow, like a bamboo leaf waiting for the morning dew to fall. That expectant gaze, in Kiana's eyes at that moment, was far more terrifying than a hundred billion Honkai Beasts.

How should she respond to him? Should she smile, or remain silent?

"Ah...uh-ah-woo!"

Seeing Kiana's expression, which was hard to tell whether she was shy or nervous, Lu Mo opened his mouth wide and bit into the green pepper she offered without hesitation, his teeth firmly gripping the chopsticks.

The crisp sound of teeth striking bamboo chopsticks filled the air, and the distinctive bitter aroma of green peppers mingled with their intertwined breaths. Kiana suddenly realized that his warm breath was meandering up the chopsticks, like a warm spring stream, washing over her already stiff knuckles.

"Come here, silly girl." Seeing her current reaction, Lu Mo knew that continuing would be too difficult for her. He loosened his teeth and chewed and swallowed the piece of green pepper.

While being fed by someone sounds wonderful, anyone who has actually experienced it knows how inconvenient it is.

Unless... Kiana feeds her with her mouth. Otherwise, it's better to eat by yourself.

"Sit on my lap!"

Lu Mo's voice lowered slightly, deliberately creating an aura of authority. He needed to use unquestionable commands to make this clumsy maid "willingly" obey.

"...Yes, Master!"

Kiana's cheeks flushed instantly, but she obediently stood up, walked around the table, and sat on his lap with perfect ease.

After all, a maid whose domestic skills are all just average can only do this kind of thing. Unless, of course, this maid's goal from the very beginning was to be eaten.

Lu Mo looked at the soft, fragrant body in his arms with satisfaction, reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and picked up a piece of sweet and sour lotus root with his chopsticks.

"If we're going to provide service, let's see it through to the end. Open your mouth."

"Ah...um..."

This time, it was his turn to feed her. Kiana subconsciously opened her small mouth and put the sweet and sour lotus root slice into her mouth. The crisp chewing sound, along with the increasingly deep blush on her face, made her look exceptionally charming.

"Good girl," Lu Mo put the empty chopsticks aside, gently wiped the sauce from the corner of her lips with his fingertips, and then pinched her soft lips lightly. "Say it again."

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"Master?" She lowered her eyes and drew out the last syllable, her voice long and sweet, even the shadow cast by her trembling eyelashes seemed to carry a honey-like sweetness. This feeling gave Lu Mo a taste of the joy of "conquest," and also ignited a deeper desire in him for the woman in his arms.

I have the flu, please give me a leave of absence.

After two days of IV fluids, I'm feeling a little better. Dear readers, please remember to keep warm and wear masks when going out. Also, be careful if you feel nauseous. Make sure you stay warm and sleep soundly at night; don't go to bed at 3 AM and wake up at 5 AM.

After all, if you're sick, you can't hug bugs, Mei, Big Duck, Seele, Himeko, Theresa, or Furyata.

Chapter 12 Remember the feeling of biting your finger

"abnormal!"

Seeing Lu Mo captivated by her submissive demeanor, Kiana gave a coquettish laugh, her expression slightly "disdainful" yet precisely capturing Lu Mo's soft, flabby waistline, which seemed far too fatty compared to their well-trained bodies.

Instead of pinching it, he pretended to twist it 180 degrees.

"You actually like me calling you master? Captain, you're such a pervert!"

Kiana pouted, revealing a hint of displeasure at Lu Mo's excitement at her calling her "master" while she was dressed as a maid.

"Guaah!! Kill me!"

Lu Mo let out an exaggerated shout.

"You perverted captain, don't make it sound like I'm about to do anything to you!"

The Herrscher of the End brandished her "quite intimidating" fist, determined to scratch Lu Mo to death today.

"Kill me, huh? Look at your looks, even in women's clothing you wouldn't attract me! You think I'd want to kill you? Dream on!"

"Hey, hey, hey? Watch out, the soup's going to leak out!"

If this continues, the soup will splatter onto my hands, then flow down my fingers to my palms, and then to my arms. In this position, it's not easy to push Kiana away to do anything—besides, who would want to push Kiana away? Then the soup will be hard to shake off, impossible to wipe away, and impossible to lick. As time goes by, the soup will become stickier and stickier. If I touch anything at this point, it will be pure torture.

Absolutely don't do that kind of thing!

"Don't worry, I'm the Herrscher of the End, Captain, aren't you underestimating me!"

It's just a little soup spilled on my hands; I can easily solve such a minor problem with my powers.

For something as trivial as soup splashing all over your hands, isn't it a waste of your talents to use your Law Enforcer powers directly?

If this continues, I'm afraid you'll be using some kind of supernatural power to heat the water for my bath later—thankfully, only wealthy families can afford bathtubs, otherwise it's not impossible that you'd put on a show of heavenly fire heating the bathtub for me.

"Oops~ I made a mistake, it's been so long since I used my powers!"

Kiana gently tapped her head with her fist, revealing a smile that seemed to say, "Captain, you'll definitely forgive me, right?" Her large, watery blue eyes desperately conveyed "Forgive me, forgive me." However, if you covered the upper half of her face and only looked at the lower half of her smile, you could tell that this girl's apparent pleading was actually intentional.

Besides, you're someone who participates in experiments on the moon every day, and you're saying you're not familiar with powers? I'd rather believe Mei says she can't find the kitchen—because that's actually quite possible, like the kitchen being forcibly demolished by a giant iron fist passing by.

"There's no other way, so I have to take responsibility and clean it up for the captain."

Before Lu Mo could refuse or accept, Kiana reached out and grabbed his palms, which had been splashed with a little soup, and gently touched the tip of her tongue to his palms.

"hehe"

Lu Mo watched as Kiana placed her delicate, fresh tongue on his palm and began cleaning it.

A moist sensation traced the lines of his palm. The girl's tongue curled around his slightly bent fingertips, her pearly teeth lightly biting his knuckles. In the warm breath she exhaled, Lu Mo saw a sly smile curve her lips—she was clearly deliberately rubbing her canine teeth against the sensitive nerve endings on her fingertips.

"Kiana..." His Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned against the cool chair back. The girl's breath lingered between his fingers, turning the sensation into a fine, ticklish tingle.

"What is the captain thinking about?"

Kiana gave a sly smile, trying to make Lu Mo's expression awkward, or rather, to make his breathing more rapid, so that what they were doing could cause a more serious misunderstanding.

"Hmm... so this place is definitely better?"

Kiana's gaze moved straight down to Lu Mo without hesitation, then precisely locked onto Lu Mo's weakest point.

"If that's the case, I might as well just go take a shower!"

Lu Mo tapped Kiana's head in an annoyed tone.

Sometimes this girl just doesn't quite get it right.

I meant this place.

Kiana continued to pinch the flesh on Lu Mo's stomach.

It has a unique and captivating feel to it.

"Then let's do it together..."

"The bathroom is too crowded!"

After saying that, Lu Mo felt inexplicably guilty.

Thankfully, only Kiana transmigrated. If Mei or Yaya had also transmigrated, the bathroom would have been too cramped to even stretch out its arms and legs.

Is this good luck or bad luck?

Although this apartment has more than one room, it's not a proper shared apartment, so the bathroom size is still quite limited.

"That's such a pity."

Kiana smiled faintly, seemingly unable to discern what she was regretting.

“You…” Lu Mo chuckled helplessly.

But to be honest, even Lu Mo, who likes to have women on both sides, doesn't mind enjoying the sounds of Kiana and the others "playing around" coming from the bathroom.

That kind of thing is pretty enjoyable, isn't it?

"But so the captain has a manly side too?

Kiana covered her lips slightly and chuckled softly.

"Don't think you can get away with this just because I haven't laid a hand on you."

"So what, Captain?"

Kiana looked at Lu Mo's suddenly strange expression and smiled with satisfaction.

It was seeing the undisguised satisfied smile on the captain's face when he heard her call him "master" that emboldened her to flirt with him.

Of course, Kiana is also very careful about the limits.

After all—though she didn't want to admit it, even if she really liked the captain, it would still take her time to adjust to taking things further with him.

After all, it's quite difficult to change one's sexual orientation in a short period of time.

Besides, she's not gay, she just has multiple orientations, like "captain".

It's not like the characters in many novels who have a physical aversion to men; they just don't have any feelings for men.

Now that I like the captain, I naturally want to add the word "captain" to my list of preferences.

Of course, it would be even better if the captain offered to help her, since she certainly wouldn't resist whatever the captain wanted to do.

Then we can use force to help her solve this problem.

"Ouch, Captain, you scoundrel!"

Kiana touched her burning hot breasts and cried out in pain.

How could a mere mortal inflict such pain on the Herald of the End? What level of expert must that be?

"You're so cheeky!"

Lu Mo continued to enjoy his food while enjoying the thighs pressing down on him.

"Behave yourself and stop causing trouble. Who's the master here, you or me? What kind of woman are you?"

It seems there really are maids whose service is worse than hers.

Oh well, she's my wife anyway, I'll just keep spoiling her.

"captain!"

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"You won't let me touch you?"

"Couldn't you have chosen not to let go?"

Chapter 13 The Destructive Power of a Boyfriend's Shirt

"How is it, Captain? Isn't it cute?"

After dinner, the two of them quickly washed up.

Lu Mo, true to his gentlemanly character, granted Kiana priority access to the bathroom.

Like I said before, there's no reason not to watch Kiana at any time; there's no need to act impulsively now.

"Wow!!!"

"What a pity, the captain can't find a decent shirt in his wardrobe." The silver hair that fell as the girl tilted her head shone with a honey-like luster under the lamp, and her deliberately drawn-out voice was wrapped in a creamy sweetness, "It's so bad that I don't even have any props to prepare special services."

Lu Mo's gaze fell on the figure on the bed. Kiana was kneeling on the messy bedding in a duck-sitting position, her navy blue T-shirt outlining her exquisitely sculpted curves. She deliberately tucked her hands into the long sleeves, the loose fabric creating soft folds that only accentuated her slender and delicate figure, making her appear even more pitiful.

"It's a pity, Captain, you don't have many shirts. This makes it difficult for me to even give you any perks."

Lu Mo's crossed arms betrayed his feigned composure. Kiana gleaned a victory signal from his suddenly erratic breathing—indeed, for Chu Nan, this subtle "boyfriend shirt" tactic was far more destructive than blatant seduction.

However, the T-shirt, which was a second-best option, didn't turn out as well as Kiana had hoped—due to certain differences, a T-shirt obviously couldn't achieve the looseness of a shirt. Perhaps the class president would have been better suited to a boyfriend T-shirt.

"That's exactly what I was going to ask. You can change your clothes at will using your power, so why do you insist on wearing mine?" Lu Mo's Adam's apple bobbed, but his gaze lingered as if drawn by a magnet on the collar folds that had slipped down the other's collarbone.

Although Lu Mo's tone sounded more like, "You can turn red, right? Go ahead and turn red!"

"Because..." The girl suddenly leaned forward, moonlight flowing down from her shoulders, creating ripples like the Milky Way on the fabric. She lightly touched her chest with her fingertips, and a faint sound came from under the fabric as the fabric rubbed against her skin, like stardust falling on the strings of a zither in the night breeze.

"Isn't it normal for a girlfriend to come to her boyfriend's house without bringing a change of clothes? Besides, even if I turned into my boyfriend's shirt, I still wouldn't smell like the captain."

Kiana's expression seemed to say, "Isn't this just how it should be?"

"Huh? You have this hobby?"

"No way!" Kiana frowned slightly, but the corners of her mouth lifted into a slight smile without hesitation, and she spoke in a standard coquettish tone, "You don't understand what I mean by doing this right now, do you, you idiot captain!"

As she spoke, Kiana slightly twisted her body, revealing her full curves even more vividly to Lu Mo.

"Come here you go!"

The power of the Herrscher of the Void finally came into play at this moment. A slender, jade-like hand reached out from behind and gently pushed Lu Mo into Kiana's arms.