Chapter Twenty-Six: Professional Adoption of Stray Cats
July is now in the state of residential school, so. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wucha is in a lonely state of 'left-behind elderly' again.
And my lovely Rose went to school too.
The β_ who accompanies me at home β don't mention it.
"I'm thinking of something rude, master," Jasmine smiled and poured coffee for Maicha, calling her master but her tone was full of coquettishness.
"Speaking of which, Jasmine, you've been with me for a few years" suddenly hugged Jasmine in his arms, causing the coffee to almost spill.
Well, Jasmine is probably used to "five years, seven months and twenty-nine days since she gambled me back."
"It's not funny to say, you really remember it clearly" caressing Jasmine's silky hair.
"You've got coffee in your hand, it's sticking to my hair. Pushed away Wucha's hand, but didn't get off Wucha's body, still snuggled up to her body and coquettish.
"I never thought what would have happened if I hadn't won you then?"
"I'm sure you'll help me, no matter what" trusts Maicha's abilities.
"How firmly you believed that a stranger would seriously help you, to be honest, I don't even know why I decided to help you in the first heat of the day. "Because at that time, Wucha didn't understand the gambling at all, and the reason why he was able to save Jasmine was because he used black means.
"You're a good person, I can feel it" Good guy card, don't count.
"The dirty little hands tugged at the corners of my clothes, and the longing eyes at that time, so I couldn't help it"
"I was thinking that it would be safer for you to take it away, because you probably don't have that feature yet."
What kind of function, the kind of function you want, fifteen-year-old boys have it.
"Now, it seems, you don't have it now. β
I'm a 20-year-old young man, and you say that I don't have that function, but believe it or not, I'm correcting you on the spot.
"You've never kissed me in five years. "Emphasizing this point, five years, don't you have any ideas about young and beautiful maids?
I'm sorry, but my dad will beat me up if I with the maid.
"So, you just keep us like pets?"
"Of course not, believe I love all of you" It's better to explain it well.
"Love may be a little, but it never hurts" What kind of pain do you meanβ_β
Does it hurt, I'm afraid my body can't stand it!
Because, it seems, all maids come for one reason or another. If it hurts, what should I do?
It's as if the body is hollowed out!
And now, Jasmine has started to serve mode.
It's good that July is at school, otherwise I would definitely misunderstand my personality when I see this picture. (Although there shouldn't be any discipline worth believing in)
After the witty flag.
"I'm back!" rang out July's voice.
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"What are you doing?"
This is the rhythm of kneeling!