"Lixiang knows."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan Reika raised her black and slender eyebrows slightly and slightly. She raised her hands flat with the palms facing outward, and placed the backs of her hands on her forehead.
At the same time, he began to bend down, as if preparing to sit down...
When Nakano Mayu saw the girl's movements, he immediately reacted and quickly grabbed the girl's raised upper arm with one hand, close to the armpit, to prevent her from making the next move.
"Why are you so serious? Can't you tell you are joking?"
He pinched the soft flesh of the girl's upper arm and said with a reproachful expression.
"I'm sorry, Master Nakano..." The little maid, who had loved apologizing since the first meeting, still remained true to her original intention and apologized in a calm tone.
With her expressionless face, it was difficult for Nakano Mayu to feel the girl's sincerity.
Holding the girl's arm between his fingers, a long-distant memory suddenly appeared in his heart.
At that time, I didn’t know which classmate reported it, but the soft feeling on the girl’s upper arm was the same as the girl’s baby canteen.
Anyway, all the male students knew about the rumor at that time, including elementary school students.
At that time, among male classmates, there was also an obscene activity of secretly touching the upper arms of female classmates.
With a little force from his fingertips, he directly pulled the little maid who was having sex and held her in his arms...
The familiar fragrance of orchids from the beautiful maid flowed into the nose, and the boredom caused by the silence instantly dissipated.
He subconsciously raised his arms, and at the same time, he measured the office chair under his buttocks, wrapped his arms around the girl's slender and soft waist, and took her into his arms...
The girl's silky hair, which was originally spread behind her back, also stuck to his face...
"call..."
Nakano Mayu quietly took a deep breath. The elegant fragrance made him feel a little subconsciously excited while purging himself. At the same time, he joked with a smile:
"Oh, Lixiang, why are you so careless? You can fall even while standing. Fortunately, I have quick eyesight and quick hands to catch you. Otherwise, what would I do if I get injured..."
"Thank you...Thank you, Master Nakano. Reika is fine now..."
The beautiful maid with a graceful figure in his arms did not resist. She just measured her little head and called softly. A clear and slightly magnetic voice seemed to ring in his ears.
As the pink lips opened and closed, the soft heat gently touched his cheek, arousing subtle feelings of warmth.
After saying this, the girl was about to stand up, but he made no move to let go. He just said in a serious tone:
"Lixiang, you took away my first kiss that night..."
"Huh?" The delicate body of the girl in the painting remained motionless, but her head continued to tilt behind her, just in time to collide with the gaze of Mayu Nakano who was leaning on the girl's shoulder in the air.
"That's right, you took away my first kiss, so you must bear the corresponding responsibility for me..."
Nakano Mayu had a rogue smile on his face and said seriously.
"How can Mr. Nakano be responsible for Reika?"
Although the girl was held in his arms and her body was completely under his control, except for her body being slightly stiff, her face was still calm and indifferent, without any panic.
The faint eyes like a deep lake seemed to have seen through his astringent thoughts and looked at him calmly.
The little maid who had already fucked his cock was still able to maintain such a calm demeanor, which made Nakano Mayu feel a little inexplicably unhappy.
The arms around the girl's belly tightened slightly, as if they were imprisoning the nephrite in her arms.
The fingers that were lying flat without any movement were also slightly bent inward and scratched lightly.
"Well..."
As he tickled his fingers, a subtle sweet sound suddenly resounded in the silent study.
The originally stiff soft jade body in her arms suddenly trembled, as if a little girl was trying her best to endure being tickled and played by her elders.
At the same time, the girl's head turned back to the front, as if she didn't want him to see her expression.
Nakano Mayu felt the girl's shock, with a look of surprise on his face.
Is this sinister maid so sensitive?
"You took away my first kiss last time, so now you have to let me take it back? Let my body return to its pure and innocent state..."
He spoke nonsense words that made no sense, and his hands were not idle.
"Master Nakano, this is the study room where the eldest lady usually works..."
As an excellent and principled maid, Ehara Reika did not directly agree, but she did not object.
"What happened in the study? I just got my first kiss back. It's a matter of course!"
Zhenyou Zhenyou said righteously.
If you don't look at the small movements on his hands and just listen to his words and tone, you should be a righteous person with passionate revenge...
As he finished speaking, the girl in the painting's lower abdomen trembled slightly, as if she could no longer bear this rogue little move.
"Not to mention the study room, even Qiansha's boudoir can't stop me from getting back what belongs to me!"
He felt the girl's sudden movement, and his heart was filled with pride, and he continued: "Not to mention the study, even Qiansha's bedroom can't stop me from taking back what belongs to me!"
"My bedroom is indeed more convenient. Do you want to take you there, Zhenyou?"
Just when he was immersed in the idea of breaking through the psychological defense of this beautiful maid, a calm and cold girl's voice suddenly sounded from the study door at the back.
The sudden familiar voice and the cold words made Nakano Mayu, who was focused on the maid in his arms, tremble slightly in fright, and temporarily relaxed his restraint on the girl in his arms.
Ehara Reika, who had already seen the figure of her eldest lady, took advantage of this gap and quickly stood up to distance herself from the rogue behind her.
Then, without arranging her somewhat messy clothes and hair, she directly faced the door of the room where Miss Nishimiya was standing there and bowed slightly: "Miss..."
"Qiansha..."
At this time, Nakano Mayu turned his office chair around again and faced the door. The original rogue smile on his face had long since subsided, and he asked nonchalantly: "Chisa, when did you come here?"
"Maybe when the first kiss was taken away?" Although the girl's tone was cold, her black and white eyes were as curved as the waning moon because of her smile.
It seemed that Miss Nishimiya showed no signs of being angry. Instead, she looked happily at the little maid who was arranging her messy clothes and hair...
After seeing Qiansha's expression, Nakano Mayu calmed down slightly and let out a breath of turbidity.
He was worried just now that this was the place where Qiansha's father worked when Qiansha was a child, and with Qiansha's father's lustful character, he might have seen similar scenes when Qiansha was a child.
This kind of scene is likely to bring back some not-so-good memories for Chisa...
After all, he has now clearly understood it from the little maid...
Chisa has a gentle and kind-hearted character, but the reason why she showed extreme hatred towards men in the past was because of her father's behavior and ruthlessness.
If the image of me teasing the little maid overlaps with some of the images in Qiansha's mind and stirs up some bad memories for the girl, I will feel uncomfortable...
After all, Chisha's father just died recently, and I don't know if she has feelings for that guy in her heart...
But now it seems like it doesn't matter...
After he was relieved, he realized in his mind that Qiansha just happened to appear when his arrow was on the string. It must be the masterpiece of this little maid!
Damn it, I forgot to control this little maid's communication tool first...
He looked at the little maid beside him who was bending to adjust her dress.
At some point, the black translucent stockings under the maid's skirt were torn by him, with a hole the size of the palm of his hand. At this time, the little maid was holding the stockings at the hole, and her movements seemed a little distressed...
