Scum Coercion

"Oh oh oh

The maids gasped.

Because I flexibly used my tongue to sweep back and forth on the popsicle, and made a sizzling sound at the same time. "Ah, what kind of food is this?"

"It's just a normal way of eating, right?"

"But it's obviously an ordinary way to eat it, why do you feel a little blushing when you see it?"

"Could it be that the tongue sticks out too much?"

In contrast to the chattering maids, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Jasmine, who was standing by the side watching my performance with a cold face, had a more serious expression.

She just stared at me with dissatisfaction, disdain, and a little embarrassment, and her face seemed to say, "This kind of person is not my boyfriend, so restrain yourself."

In short, I actually planned to lick all the popsicles at the beginning to set a good example, but because it is too difficult to eat a popsicle that is completely frozen in a short period of time, I almost broke my tongue while enduring it. Feeling numb and painful, I simply chewed the rest and swallowed it.

After all, you can’t waste it. Although you can’t set up an image of a person who is good at eating popsicles, you still need to set a good example of saving food.

"Everyone!"

I yelled.

"Seeing me eating popsicles before, what do you think?

"Dirty."

"abnormal."

"rogue."

"I'm going to call the police."

With a smile on their faces that was aroused by me, the maids raised their hands to interact with me.

After all, the maids here are all part-time students. It's normal for them to be cute and show positive interactions, and they just express their opinions honestly, don't be depressed.

Although I comforted myself in this way, I still felt a little red and hot because of being complained by a group of maids and sisters.Moreover, the eyes Jasmine looked at me became colder and colder.

"Ahem, what I want to say is that I eat so disgustingly because I'm a man, but it's different for everyone."

"Hey? You mean, isn't this new dish called You Han Bang Bang for guests to eat?"

"Well, strictly speaking, this can be regarded as a show talent. With only 20, the maids can put on a cute and tempting look in front of the guests and eat popsicles. Of course, if you can't let it go, you can eat it normally. handle.

Use your own cuteness as a weapon.

"But isn't that too erotic?"

"Will the Anti-Pornography Office come to your door?"

While the maids were discussing, I offered an olive branch.

"Everyone, this talent show is not for you to pay in vain. If you eat a popsicle once, your bonus will be half of 20 yuan, which is 10 yuan."

"Oh oh oh."

Exclamations came from the maids who were watching me.

After all, this place can receive many guests in a day. According to the pancake I drew, this kind of sharing method can indeed make a lot of money for the maid lady.

"Wait, wait a minute!

Jasmine showed a surprised expression. She took a deep breath, then moved forward slightly, and gave me a sinister look.

"Oh? Jasmine, do you have any ideas?"

"What do you mean? Are you treating customers like idiots?"

"Who said that? I'm just looking for what I like. Although the current customer group is very serious, but when they enter the maid cafe, it proves that they are tired of the traditional cafe and need to seek new ones. Exciting ~ "Yes, but, when, eat popsicles or something in front of the guests

"No problem, just eat a popsicle, and it's not breaking the law? And it's not even a side ball, right?"

"Uh this

Jasmine's momentum weakened, and she showed a troubled expression. After struggling for a long time, she lowered her head weakly.

Hmph, do you want to spoil the situation?Don't be kidding, not only can you not destroy my strategy, but also be a vanguard.I smiled and continued to explain.

"This is another dish—one that is on the verge of breaking the law."

"What is that?!

Jasmine was deflated before, so this time she continued to cross her arms and look at me coldly.

I let out a hearty laugh again.

"Hahahaha, don't panic, this is just a new drink I decided on. Let the maid pour pure milk for the guests with a metal teapot."

"This, what does this have to do with the borderline of breaking the law?"

She asked unwillingly.

I laughed out loud.

"Although the maid poured the milk herself, I didn't say what to pour it with, did I? Tell you, it's poured with your feet! The drinks I chose at the time were pure milk and honey citron tea, and I will continue to make and supply them in the back."

"Aha?!"