Something's wrong, they're not NPCs?

"Come in!"

"what?"

"Come in and take a shower too!"

I wouldn't have said that on my own initiative.

But I just hate it this way.

I was taking a bath, a nice hot bath, and he was outside.

I don’t care whether there is a reward or not.

How do you say it?

I think I have a pretty sensitive nose.

After taking a shower, even though my body smelled of the so-called shower gel and shampoo, once I approached the bed, I still smelled a hint of something unusual.

under the bed.

There was a big backpack and a piece of clothing made of strange material.

"cough."

"I asked my friend in Snow Country to deliver this to me."

"Express delivery means being able to deliver things from far away."

Postman?

I didn’t understand what this era was like, and I still don’t know much about it.

But I still don't understand what this kind of tight and elastic clothes that show a lot of skin drums mean.

"You paid for this?"

"No, maybe a friend sent me something and accidentally put it in the wrong place."

"..."

Why be so cautious?

"Do you want to see me wearing it?"

"..."

"The new room isn't that dirty, as I said yesterday. I was planning to reward you anyway, so... I can wear it for you to see."

And so small.

Did Plato really like that kind of mark?

"Actually, this kind of clothes shouldn't be worn inside."

"?"

I subconsciously wanted to call you a pervert.

But he didn't say it out loud.

is it?

It's so tight because I wore it wrong...

"I, I'm going to the bathroom, wait for me!"

Although my body had long been seen and eaten by Plato.

But I feel ashamed when he keeps looking at me with that kind of direct gaze. It would be better if there were no lights.

No guilt.

It's even weirder. The outside of the fabric is slippery, and the inside is another layer of fabric.

In front of the mirror...

Dirty clothes! Humph, I knew it wouldn't be normal.

I hesitated for a moment, but still went out.

Go over there barefoot in slippers.

It’s not that I hate Plato’s lustful eyes, I just... hate that he keeps staring at one place on me.

So shameful.

"Whatever you want to do... do it yourself."

I put my hands on my hips and bluffed.

"Aren't you tired today?"

"?"

tired.

But he restrained himself yesterday.

"Go to bed early. It's actually quite good to just watch it like this."

what?

The lights are turned off just like that?

Just lie there, curl up, and sleep?

I am tired.

But I'm not so bad that I can't even get a reward once or twice.

"Did you forget? I haven't had dinner yet."

"Xue'er?"

I don't care.

I'll be a little nicer to him.

My peers have told me a lot about this and I have also overheard a lot of it.

As long as he's comfortable, it's fine. When I wake up tomorrow, everything will be back to normal. It doesn't matter.

I don't want to be taken care of unilaterally.

Also, I was a little hungry.

"Wait a minute."

"Hiss, this is a bit..."

I don't want to wait.

And it won’t be wasted.

I peeked at Plato's expression and felt that he enjoyed it very much.

Humph.

Even though I know you're such a pervert, I'm still willing to reward you? Are you touched?

Well.

You have to tidy up after finishing. Otherwise, it will be a waste of time to go out tomorrow.

It didn't take long for him to recover.

The order is now, and he can be given the final reward.

But it's a bit embarrassing for me to say it directly that I can go further...

"Plato."

"I'm fine now!"

"Really? You recovered pretty quickly."

What is this idiot doing?

It means we can go one step further!

"You...you."

"Ok?"

"Can……"

After turning off the lights, I feel like I would rather take direct action than speak.

"This is it."

"That's what I mean... idiot."

Can he understand?

Grandma said.

There is no need for couples to express gratitude too much, but they can let each other know what they want to do for each other.

"So...as long as you have some compassion, it can take as long as you want."

My toes are clenched.

Did I really say that?

Are you so excited that you want to make me cry again?

Huh?

Kiss?

"So, Xue'er is hungry?"

"..."

ended.

"Are you full?"

full.

But Plato was only just getting started.

Just lie down now?

Actually...are you feeling uncomfortable?

I lowered my voice and huddled under the covers.

"Plato..."

"Are you not feeling well at all?"

No.

He said it felt good.

I don't know if it comforts me.

I don't know how to do better. After all, all the knowledge I learned was from listening to the conversations of those vulgar people. I didn't really want to make Plato feel comfortable. This was my first practice... Just like when I cook delicious food for him, it's all carbon at the beginning.

I will definitely get better.

and so……

"30 pounds. That's my salary today."

"What are you doing for me?"

"I don't know how to manage money. I used to take whatever I liked and buy whatever I wanted. You manage it."

"If you want to, that's fine. But there's really no need to be so frugal."

"..."

I don't want to hear this.

I want to be praised.