Cocosia Village.

The next morning.

Nami Nokigao, two little girls, put on yesterday's clothes again, Nami is an off-white skirt with green stripes, and Noki Gao is dark blue lining and light blue cargo pants.

The two little ones lay on the couch and took turns enjoying Stella's massage to soothe their aching muscles.

Stella is also in casual clothes, a pure white long-sleeved dress, with long blonde hair that is rarely draped, exuding a unique fragrance in the morning light.

The three of them talked and laughed, and obviously the relationship was already very familiar.

There were unwashed plates, knives and forks on the table, and it was obvious that the three of them had also eaten breakfast.

That's what Gal saw as he walked down the stairs.

As he revealed his figure in the hall on the first floor, the happy time of the two little ones seemed to come to an abrupt end, and the innocent smile was still frozen on his face, and before he could fade, he was pressed the pause button.

"I'm very sorry young master, I didn't go to serve you to get up today." Stella took a few steps closer, folded her hands and bowed in apology.

Gal followed the slope and saw a snow-white style.

Before he could speak, Nami's rebellious complaint came.

"You guy, can't you even get out of bed alone?"

Gal ignored it and sat down at the table.

Soon, his portion of food arrived, and Gal began to enjoy breakfast, ignoring Nami.

"Humph!" Nami snorted unhappily and didn't say anything more.

She patted her little skirt and sat up, pulling Nuoqigao and walking out: "Let's go Nuoqigao." ”

"Today's workload is the same, and if you can't finish it before dark, Bermel will continue to do it." Gal chewed on the bacon and casually 'threatened'.

"Nope! Use! You! Say! Nami turned her head in a huff and drank word by word.

Then he slammed the door and went out.

"Lack of cleanup." Garr shook his head helplessly, then picked up the milk and said nothing.

Stella looked at her master's quiet face, stunned.

Master, are you laughing?

...

Although Gal eats a lot of food, after all, this thing has something to do with muscle density. The denser the muscle, the greater the body's metabolism and the more energy it consumes.

But breakfast, not so much of an appetite.

After a hasty meal of bread and milk, Garl sat down on the couch, the body temperature remaining on the cushion that had not yet had time to dissipate.

He waved at Stella and spread it out on the backrest.

Stella frowned, stared at him below the belt, and sighed helplessly as she approached: "Alas~... Although it was my fault last night, the young master was so impatient. ”

"I thought that's what you meant." Gal then responded.

Although Stella complained, she obediently walked to the sofa and prepared to kneel.

Garr reached out and grabbed Stella up and held her in front of him.

The height difference between the two is not big, and he has not fully grown up yet.

So in this situation, Gal needs to tilt his head slightly to make eye contact with Stella, who is sitting on his lap. If you don't look up, you can only see two looming white rabbits.

Stella twisted and wanted to get down, not because she didn't like it, but she knew that the young master didn't like others to look down on him.

Gal pressed Yingying's willow waist: "Okay, don't toss." ”

"Hmm... Young Master—" Stella looked at him a little flusteredly, her sparkling eyes showing a little grievance.

Gal almost understood what she was thinking, rolled his eyes, and said angrily.

"Alright, don't look at me like that, I'm not going to clean you up here."

"And if you look at your clothes, isn't this pure seduction? That's it, you're still aggrieved with a little movement. ”

Stella breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, she really thought that the young master was angry about what happened last night, and was ready to do her here!

It's not that she's afraid to 'do it', after all, after a night's rest, she can still withstand some tosses...... bar.

Her main fear was 'here', in this first-floor hall, where people would come down at any moment.

Of course, shame is only a small part of the reluctance to be in 'this' reasons.

The main reason is because I know the young master's personality.

The young master is particularly sensitive in a certain aspect.

For his female companion, the young master is surprisingly stingy, let alone let others visit the battle. Even if her clothes usually show a little more skin, she will be choked by the young master at night and snapped to death.

This is also one of the characteristics of the young master's incompatibility with the world.

However, this is also the cuteness of the young master~

Perhaps there is a handful of women in the world who don't like this pathological possessiveness.

But Stella wasn't, she just liked it and cooperated.

Do they have to be happy when a man looks at the person he cares about, shows his breasts, talks and laughs with other members of the opposite sex, but still doesn't care, and even pushes them out?

Freely?

Bah! That's a slut.

She likes the young master's domination like this, which means that she cares about herself, doesn't it?

That's why just now, she panicked when the young master was going to do her business here.

Stella bent backwards and lowered her figure as much as she could. But the hunched posture was very ugly, which made her very embarrassed.

Gal watched her little movements, crying and laughing.

Then he reached out and put his hand on the back of Stella's head and wrapped it around his shoulder.

Stella stiffly let herself fiddle, and the moment her head rested on the young master's shoulder, her eyes widened slightly, and there were faint waves flickering in the two pools of blue water.

She hesitantly raised her jade arm and tentatively put it on the young master's waist.

Then, he felt the young master's other arm wrapped around his back.

Is this tacit approval?

Definitely!

Stella hurriedly tightened her arms, tightly wrapped her arms around the waist of the person in front of her, and pressed her body against him.

Gal was a little surprised, he didn't expect Stella's reaction to be so violent.

He felt the strength of the other party, and he wanted to rub the two together.

He thought about it for a moment, and somewhat understood why.

Speaking of which, between the two, almost everything they can do has been done, and Stella has carved her mark everywhere on her body.

I almost engraved 'Scues Garr' on the door of my head.

But for Stella, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Before the two broke through that level, Stella and him were just the closest master and servant.

After that night, it was nothing more than Stella's unreserved devotion to burn everything she had. But it is also a dedication to the master, at most with some careful thinking of 'climbing into the master's bed'.

But themselves...

It doesn't seem like I've paid anything...... Except for the countless ammunition every night.

That's it, just a little bit of unintentional, unadulterated tenderness can make this strong Stella want to shed tears.

Maybe you've shed tears? He just can't see it.

Of course, he also understands the underlying reason.

After all, apart from the second visit to Chambord, when Stella took the initiative in the bathroom for the first time, she had never taken the initiative to court.

If there is, it is limited to bites.

Because it is the duty of a maid to serve her master.

But definitely not going any further.

Every night, Stella panders to her performance 'regardless of life and death', and he already perceives what is hidden in the other person's heart.

It was enough to burn him, and enough to drown his love.

But Stella is a maid, even the closest personal maid, a close maid.

That's a servant, too.

In the future, there will definitely be a hostess who can also decide whether she will go or stay.

That person, most likely, will not accept her existence.

Therefore, she can only hide what is in her heart, humble, shameful, and careful.

In this way, she tells others that Stella is just a maid who is willing to give everything to her master, and she has no intention of going further.

It is such a ridiculous way to pray for the kindness of some 'mistress' in the future to keep herself with her master.

"Even if the young master doesn't bribe me in this way, I will tell you the results of last night's investigation~~" Stella's voice was like catkins blown by the wind, fluttering, and couldn't hide the lightness.

Gal didn't mention the other party's strangeness, and said with a smile in the same brisk tone: "This is not a bribe, I just want to hug my little maid." ”

"Or do you need to hesitate to do this as a master?"

"Hmm... Of course not, after all, I've always been yours. Stella felt something in her throat and paused before continuing.

"But I'm not a little maid, I'm twice as big as you, and I've watched you grow up."

"Ahh Also. Gal slowly stroked her blonde hair, the distinctive scent of orchids filling her noses.

He sniffed and said, "But you're not quite accurate, you're only 12 years old." ”

Stussy is much more exaggerated than that.

Stella also likes this way of chatting, and only in this moment can she hold on to her fantasies.

So she tightened her arms again, "The 12-year-old gap is not small. If you are in an ordinary family, when I get married, you still don't understand... Well, nothing. ”

Stella suddenly remembered that the young master was an anomaly, and he had been a pervert since he was a child.

Gal pretended not to understand what she meant: "When the potion over there is researched, you won't feel that way." ”

He folded his hands and slowly pushed the reluctant Stella away, looking directly into the other's eyes.

"In a few hundred years, you'll only be a little bit older than me."

Stella was pulled away from her arms, still a little lost.

After hearing these words, he suddenly shook his head again.

Will you allow me to be by my side for hundreds of years? Even if the 'one' in the future doesn't like it.

She forcibly choked back the words that almost blurted out into her stomach, and instead showed a satisfied smile: "That's too." ”

After saying that, Stella leaned over and hugged her master.

She told herself over and over again in her heart.

Just for a moment, just a moment... Let yourself experience the power of the future 'one'.

After that, she will change back into the same Stella she used to be.