Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 938 Become a Servant for You (15)

She panicked and quickly pressed her belt.

The plain white cheeks are red and soft, really like a bunny, so innocent.

So, how could the kind and caring Mr. De La Hela miss the opportunity to serve her?
He took a step forward, which made Mia take two steps back in fright.

He moved forward again, and as a result, Miya touched the bed, her legs softened, and she sat on the edge of the bed.

The elegant and gentle gentleman immediately knelt down on one knee, beside her skirt.

"My dear little master, please don't be afraid."

"Drahera will be your most loyal blood servant and will never hurt you, so please grant me the right to serve you, okay?"

"..." The innocent little Miya blushed and didn't speak.

She didn't know if other blood servants also needed to serve their masters like this.

After all, she had never had such an experience before.

The blood servant she chose now seems to be really good, and he is willing to serve her with all his heart.

In this way, it seemed that she...couldn't refuse his kindness.

After all, who could resist such a good-looking and polite gentleman?
Thinking of this, the kind and simple Miya pursed her lips and hummed softly.

Looking at the beautiful fingers he stretched out, her hand moved, tentatively, little by little, like a little rabbit jumping into a trap ignorantly, and slowly covered him.

The touch is still cold, bitingly cold, not at all like the body temperature that a human body should have.

Mr. De Lahera smiled and pulled her up.

She held the dress she had prepared earlier from the side, and with a hook of her fingers, she loosened her belt.

Little Miya blushed, her pretty face was almost completely flushed.

Mr. De La Hella kindly and tenderly helped her into a soft new dress and clean shoes and socks.

Kissed her warm hand, and then slowly combed her long hair.

Simply, a perfect gentleman.

"Dear master, please allow me to serve you breakfast today, so that you can start this relaxed and happy day."

"." Mia looked up at him, her palm-sized face was soft and beautiful, like a delicate jasmine flower.

"Thank you, Monsieur de la Hella," she said earnestly.

"You're welcome, my dear little master. It is an honor for De La Hela to do all this for you."

The perfect and modest gentleman smiled, kissed the back of her hand, and then turned to leave.

His footsteps were so light that there was almost no sound.

After the attic door was gently closed, Miss Mia, who was dressed in a gorgeous and beautiful princess dress, was expressionless.

He lowered his head to look at his hand, he always kissed it, and it seemed that the excessively cold temperature of his body remained on it.

it's too cold.
You can tell at a glance that it is not human at all.

The little girl Mia snorted and put down her hand.

Mr. De La Hela, an elegant gentleman, walked down the narrow corridor, put on his white gloves unhurriedly, and left the tower.

And Prince Rusfan, with a group of families, had already been waiting there, knelt down on one knee, and put one hand on his chest.

The standard respectful salute expresses endless surrender and admiration.

"Respected King Drahelah, please forgive my rudeness and ignorance. What happened last night was caused by my improper arrangements. Please also forgive the offense and—"

Mr. Delahera raised his hand slowly, the pure white gloves were cold and elegant.

(End of this chapter)