"Idiot, what oral vocabulary are you talking about!"
Nakano Mayu's face panicked, and then for some unknown reason, he subconsciously looked in the direction of Miss Nishimiya.
I saw a full smile on the girl's lips, but her expression did not change at all.
It seems that Qiansha still believes me and knows that I am not that kind of person...
"It's okay. Although Zhenyu...but it's not enough to make Mio-san a real woman..."
As if aware of his gaze, Nishimiya Chisa also stepped forward and said a word for him.
Nakano Mayu rolled his eyes at Chisa angrily. The eldest lady had something to say, and she was also secretly reminding herself not to go too far...
"..."
Ehara Reika bowed slightly and did not refute her eldest daughter.
But Nakano Mayu, who was very familiar with this sinister maid, could still see some noncommittal meaning in her calm eyes.
Does this hateful maid actually have doubts about her strong character? !
The corner of Nakano Mayu's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the maid's birth-shaped buttocks beside him.
If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people at the scene, I would have spanked this guy's fat ass into eight pieces!
Perhaps because his gaze was too direct and intense, the little maid's body that was standing calmly trembled slightly, she took two steps back as if nothing had happened, and stood behind her eldest lady with a calm face.
He recalled the feeling of punishing the little maid in the study just now, and the performance of the storm made him quite unable to put it down.
"Do you need to prepare low-temperature candles and special whips for Master Nakano?" Reika Ehara, who was slightly away from him, maintained a calm demeanor and asked seemingly respectfully.
When he heard the little maid's question, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "I'm not shaking Ace, why do you need these things?!"
He glared at the little maid fiercely. Under Chisha's slightly curious gaze, he coughed slightly and did not answer. Instead, he turned to look at Zeng Shimeiying.
At this time, the beautiful swordsman had already changed into her maid's dress, and was rubbing a pair of black fishnet stockings in her hands with a look of hesitation on her face.
"Can...can I not wear this?"
Seeing his gaze turning, the swordsman sister bit her lower lip tightly and asked with a hint of pleading.
He said nothing, but smiled contemptuously.
"snort!"
Seeing his smile, the swordsman sister snorted, reached into her long skirt, and peeled off the fitted leather pants from her long toned legs.
Because she was covered by the long skirt, there was no spring radiance.
Nakano Mayu glanced at the two masters and servants beside him from the corner of his eye, looked forward, and made a serious expression without any astringency.
Zeng Shimeiying pulled the black leather pants out from under the skirt. She was careful throughout the process. The skirt was only raised to her knees at most, which was not at all like her usual carefree look.
This woman doesn't seem to have no sense of shame, but the shameful g-spot may be a bit strange?
Then he gritted his teeth and glared at him, raised one foot, and easily put a stocking under the skirt without shaking at all.
Tsk tsk...
She is worthy of being a swordsman sister with explosive force. This posture of golden rooster independence is not difficult for her at all.
And the flexibility of the body seems to be very good, so I should be able to do some difficult movements easily...
Just as he was deep in thought, Zeng Shimeiying had completely changed into the maid outfit, including headdress, apron, stockings and other small parts.
Only the fiery red spiked collar was still in his hand, with a rare look of hesitation on his face.
"What's wrong, Mio-chan, don't you like the color?"
Nakano Mayu smiled and did not continue to use the provoking method.
The collar should be considered a great shame for those who cannot accept it.
But for people who can accept it, it's actually nothing.
Take a look at this stupid swordsman's attitude towards the collar and let her decide for herself.
If he really doesn't want to wear it, he won't force it.
"Asshole, I never do anything contrary to my word!"
After the woman finished speaking, she slowly put the collar on her slender neck with a face of shame, her red lips pursed tightly, and her eyelids couldn't stop trembling.
It seemed that after she put on the collar, she would become some kind of involuntary mouth-stirring toy.
Although Nakano Mayu didn't rush, no matter how slow the speed was, there would still be a time when he was ready.
After Zeng Shimeiying put on the collar, her face had completely lost the sassy and elegant demeanor she had when she first met her. Her head was lowered and her cheeks were flushed.
There were ripples of mist in his slightly upturned eyes, looking very ashamed.
Due to his resistance to beauty, during this period, he was forced to have a few ups by the girl next to him. At this time, he was also captured by the shy appearance of this beautiful swordsman, and his expression was slightly startled.
Her hair, which was originally hanging down from her shawl and as smooth as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, was now wrapped in a white semicircular maid's headdress. Compared with her previous appearance, where her hair was casually let down, she was two points more rare and dignified.
The maid dress she was wearing was brought over by Reika, the humanoid brain. It fit perfectly between the waist and hips, as if it had been specially measured by an experienced tailor with decades of experience.
At the same time, the little maid seemed to have taken into account Sister Swordsman's panda size. She chose a long skirt with two rows of lace patterns and fireworks on the chest, making her flat hills look a bit larger.
The fishnet stockings and small leather shoes under her feet were also carefully selected. Needless to say the model and size, the charming flavor that had never been seen on Zeng Shimeiying was eye-catching.
When people who don't know see this scene, they might think it's a shameful display of being a maid by a popular model.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Nakano Mayu clicked his tongue and scanned it up and down.
"What are you looking at? Pervert!"
Zeng Shimeiying didn't know if she was wearing a long skirt that she had never worn before, and it was because of the slightly shameful clothing of a maid outfit. She was very uncomfortable with it. Her two long legs were wearing fishnet stockings under the skirt. , rubbing together subconsciously.
"Um?"
When Nakano Mayu heard the scolding, a hint of teasing appeared on his face. He turned to look at the little maid and asked: "Reika, you are an excellent maid. Please tell Mio-chan what you should call her as my exclusive maid. And me?"
Hearing this, the little maid turned to look at Zeng Shimiying. Although her pretty face looked indifferent, Nakano Mayu, who was familiar with her, could see a hint of ridicule in it.
"Of course I call you master..."
"Mio-chan..."
He turned to look at the beautiful swordsman who was covering the panda with his hands folded in front of him, standing in an unassuming posture, and raised an eyebrow at him.
Seeing the smiling face of the young man in front of her, Zeng Shimeiying wished she could pick up the long sword again and fight him for three hundred rounds. Even if she lost and was seriously injured, she didn't want to be insulted like this!
But once the words were spoken, she couldn't do anything to go back on her word...
He could only stare at Nakano Mayu with his eyes, as if he was about to spit out fire.
After a moment of silence, the woman gritted her teeth and shouted: "Master...Master..."
