"Yuu, you said Yuriko invited me back to the banquet?"

Sitting in his own room in Polestar Liao, Mo Wen looked at Fujikura You, who was standing respectfully in front of him, and asked playfully. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

To be honest, he's had a pretty good time lately.,During the day, the classrooms are running around.,To taste the various delicacies of the Far Moon School Park.,Although most of the dishes are not as delicious as the ones made by Abbe.,But the Western cuisine of those students also brought him a lot of surprises.,It satisfies Mo Wen's appetite.。

And at night, Mo Wen will sneak into Ryoko's room and have a spring snack every night. Although the woman still resists from time to time, most of the time she is quite cooperative. With his good physical capital and the superhuman recovery power brought by being secretly transformed into a heroic spirit by Mo Wen, it can be said that Ryoko Sakaki makes Mo Wen very happy every night, especially when someone passes by the door of the room, the other party's expression of wanting to scream but desperately enduring it always makes Mo Wen want to continue to bully her even harder.

Because he had a lot of fun in the Yuanyue School Park, Mo Wen was not at all interested in what banquet Yuriko asked him to go back to, and with his understanding of that cautious woman, the other party probably didn't have the courage to make such a decision alone.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw Fujikura Yu bowing respectfully to Mo Wen, and then replied softly: "Young Master Mo Wen, to be precise, this is Miss Lin Xian'er's proposal, and Mrs. Yuriko has no objection, the former asked me to bring you a message, saying that she will prepare a surprise for the young master, I hope you will go home if you have time!" ”

"Sure enough, it's Lin Xian'er!"

Touching his chin, Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a hint of disapproval, to be honest, what was the scheming woman thinking, he really knew so well, it was nothing more than to introduce him to the celebrities of various families in the name of the banquet, not nominally in order to take this opportunity to expand the influence of the Shenza chaebol, but simply wanted to send those women to his bed, so as to take the opportunity to please himself, Lin Xian'er's woman now has this little thing left in her mind.

And for Mo Wen himself, it doesn't matter whether this kind of thing goes or not, anyway, he has no shortage of women, but now he is quite interested in another thing.

Mo Wen's golden and silver eyes quietly stared at Fujikura Yu in front of him, looking at this woman who was as obedient as always, and there was no change even after having the most intimate relationship with him, and only after a while did he ask casually: "Lin Xian'er must have been looking at you very unpleasantly recently, otherwise she wouldn't have made a special trip to let you come to inform me of this kind of thing!" After all, I don't like to participate in so-called banquets, and Lin Xian'er knows this very well! ”

His body shook slightly, but Fujikura Yu replied: "No, it's the young master that you are too careful, I get along with Miss Lin very well!" ”

Mo Wen pursed his lips, but he didn't believe a word in this sentence. If he hadn't touched Fujikura Yu before, with Lin Xian'er's arrogant temperament, it was estimated that he would ignore the little maid, and the relationship between the two might still be harmonious at that time, but now Fujikura Yu is now quietly 'climbing' Mo Wen's bed, plus he has the qualifications to enter the divine throne and the position of his responsibilities are also in conflict with Lin Xian'er, in this case, Lin Xian'er can tolerate her Fujikura You's talents, and she didn't find a chance to let the little maid evaporate, just worried that Mo Wen would be angry because of this.

It's just that both of them are their own women, since Fujikura Yu said that there is no problem, Mo Wen is not good to say anything, to be honest, there are many women, and stumbling in this area is inevitable, as long as it does not make you live and die, and does not affect the development of the divine seat, Mo Wen has always turned a blind eye to this kind of thing, but now Fujikura Yu has not officially transformed into a heroic spirit, and it is inevitable that he will suffer a little in this regard.

Tilting his head and thinking about it, Mo Wen immediately threw a white light towards Fujikura You, he was quite satisfied with this well-behaved little maid, it would be a pity if he was accidentally killed by Lin Xian'er.

The sudden white light startled Yu Fujikura, but out of obedience to Mo Wen, she didn't dodge at all, allowing the white light to invade her body.

There was no struggle, no resistance, and just a moment later, the little maid was officially transformed into the Heroic Spirit of the Throne with a little confusion in a burst of white light.

It's not the lowest slavery, nor is it the highest contract of the heart, Fujikura Yu signed a follower contract, so it can be seen that what she said before was that because the Kamiza chaebol saved the orphanage where she was, she was willing to crush her bones in order to repay her kindness is mostly true, otherwise she would not have become the signatory of the follower contract.

Thinking about this, Mo Wen was still a little unhappy, after all, the most intimate relationship had happened, and this woman still hadn't changed at all, which made him a little suspicious if his charm had declined.

Waving his hand, he said directly: "You, you go down first, if there is anything unclear, ask Yuan Chu, she will tell you little by little!" ”

"Oh! Then I'll step back first, Young Master Mo Wen! ”

With a slight loss of concentration in her eyes, You was still a little dazed because she suddenly came into contact with another wonderful world, but listening to Mo Wen's instructions, she still subconsciously bowed and agreed.

It wasn't until she was about to walk out of the room that she suddenly realized that she still had something to do! Hurriedly turned around and asked, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of Young Master Mo Wen, did you participate in that banquet?" ”

Tilting his head and thinking about it, Mo Wen felt that he was not at all interested in those so-called aristocratic ladies, so he immediately replied: "Tell Lin Xian'er that they should prepare first, and then see if my mood is good!" ”

If you are in a good mood, you will go, and if you are in a bad mood, you should not see it, because of her own strength, Mo Wen did not take the so-called nobles of this world in her eyes at all.

In the past, as a maid, Fujikura Yu will definitely persuade this, after all, in her opinion, although the Shenza chaebol is powerful, there is no need to offend those allies who could have been wooed, but she has been exposed to the tip of the iceberg of the Shenza before, although she did not fully understand it for a while, but it also made her understand that the master she serves is not a simple existence, and those nobles cannot threaten the status of the former at all.

Bowing and saluting, Fujikura Yu didn't say anything and just retreated.

And looking at her distant back, Mo Wen smiled slightly, and secretly said that being a maid also depends on talent, compared to Lin Xian'er, who is becoming more and more impatient now, this Fujikura Yu is much more comfortable, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't think about what you shouldn't think, know how to advance and retreat, be considerate and careful, and really talented.

shrugged his shoulders, but Mo Wen picked up the NERvGear helmet on the bed and put it on his head.

It's not online for more than a week.,He's a little itchy now.,And there's no activity in Yuanyue School Park this week.,Just in time to go to Ayn Grant to enjoy the scenery.。

And at the same time as he connected to the line, in the world of Aingrant, the eyes of a figure shrouded in shadows lit up.

Twiping back and forth on the virtual keyboard with his hands, the latter looked at the information displayed on the screen and muttered.

"Sure enough, it wasn't that there was a bug in the system before, but that someone really took off the helmet and logged in to the system again!"

"How did he do it, a 300GHz microwave should be enough to burn anyone's brain!"

"But whoever you are, don't try to destroy my world of Akihiko Kayaba!"

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Fingers typed commands back and forth on the virtual keyboard, and the man shrouded in shadows let out a cold snort.