The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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But for some reason, I gradually found myself liking this flavor.

It's better if my owner doesn't wake up, so I can finish my whole breakfast~

Thinking of this, Fiona licked her tongue and gently placed her round, pert buttocks over it.

"Master, are you going to continue pretending to be asleep?"

Fiona looked over with a smug expression, her beautiful figure swaying gently in the sunlight.

Damn owner, even at a time like this, you're still pretending to be asleep.

Does he think he's an idiot for not noticing something like this?

Ron did not reply to his maid's words, but remained lying quietly with his eyes closed.

He was eager to see what Fiona would do while he was asleep.

Seeing that the man did not respond, Fiona smiled with satisfaction.

Since that bastard master insists on pretending to be asleep, then the maid will have to be impolite.

It must be made so that the owner can no longer pretend.

Fiona leaned forward slowly, bringing her rosy and delicate cheeks close to Ron's face. She opened her pink lips and spoke softly.

"Master who continues to pretend to be asleep may be punished by the maid~"

"You bastard master knows, the maid loves to do the opposite of what you want. The master doesn't care, he'll only do whatever makes the maid want to do it~"

At this moment, her delicate body trembled slightly, her fair upper legs were slightly pressed together, and she pressed herself even closer to him.

"It's as if you'll behave just because I'm awake."

Ron opened his eyes and saw his maid's charming face.

It has to be said that my maid has a great figure and a perfect face. Her fair and tender long legs are very attractive, which is quite different from her usual appearance when she wears black bodysuits and stockings.

"Damn owner, he was just pretending to be asleep! Owners like that are the most disgusting!"

Upon seeing the man wake up, Fiona immediately hugged herself and looked at him with disgust.

"The most disgusting thing is a master who stares at his maid with strange looks first thing in the morning~"

"Do you want to see what you're doing right now?"

"I won't watch. My master is a complete jerk, and maids hate masters like that the most!"

"I feel like you're being hypocritical, saying the opposite of what you mean."

Ron grabbed the maid's slender waist and leaned forward with a smug look on his face.

Perhaps because they were so close, Ron could clearly smell the faint lily scent emanating from Fiona; it was sweet and pleasant.

"No, no, maids always speak their minds~"

As the man drew closer, Fiona's delicate body trembled violently.

That jerk of an owner! He's always like this. I hate owners like that the most!

"Then I'll see just how realistic it is!"

Chapter 162 The maid started helping early in the morning! Heading to the Misty Forest!

Inside the castle, in her room, Phyllis washed herself with cold water, which finally calmed her agitated emotions.

I shouldn't have so many thoughts; I still have more than two years to spend by this man's side.

If I start to fall into depravity now, what will I do in the future?

Even if you use him as a tool, it should only be limited to that; you should never overuse him.

"Whoo~"

Thinking of this, Fria let out a long sigh of relief, then dried herself off and changed into a fiery red long dress with a side slit.

Her fair, long legs looked even more alluring against the backdrop of the red skirt. Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, her face was covered in dew and had a faint blush, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Filya couldn't help but bite her pink lips, seemingly thinking about something, and her expression became somewhat charming.

But at least for a moment, she returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. When she came to the room, she was the same as always, with a slightly arrogant demeanor.

Of course, she is quite gentle in front of her friends, but she can be quite arrogant when dealing with strangers.

Especially when she's dealing with that man, I always feel a sense of disgust towards him...

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Inside the castle, inside a room.

Dressed in a maid outfit, Fiona held a gray rag, her slender waist slowly sinking down as she gently wiped the dust off the sofa.

At this moment, her captivating figure swayed gently, her fair upper legs slightly together, forming a beautiful arc.

"You bastard, you scoundrel master! How can you force a maid to clean so early in the morning?"

Fiona pouted, turned her head, and looked at the man standing behind her with a dissatisfied expression:

"The master who always stares at the maid with strange looks is the most disgusting thing ever~"

That bastard Ron, all he does is bully me.

I usually do cleaning in the afternoon or evening.

Who schedules themselves to clean first thing in the morning?

And they also have to supervise from behind...

He's such a jerk!

"As a maid, isn't it your job to help with cleaning?"

Ron leaned closer, grinning smugly:

"If I clean the room in the morning, it will stay clean all day."

Ron was actually quite pleased to see his maid looking at him like he was a scumbag.

He actually quite liked seeing such a hypocritical and scumbag maid.

"Then, that jerk of a master shouldn't be supervising us, it'll interfere with the maid's work~"

Fiona felt that having a man next to her was seriously interfering with her work.

But I don't know why, I actually quite like it deep down...

"How can that be? What if you slack off? I can only find out if you're slacking off by supervising you like this."

Ron gently patted the disheveled maid in front of him and said with a smile:

"The sofa is cleaned now. Now go clean the tabletop and the full-length mirror."

After saying that, he put his arm around Fiona's slender waist and led her to the long table.

It has to be said that it's quite interesting to have a maid clean the house so early in the morning.

"My master is such a shameless bastard!"

Fiona pouted and glared at the man behind her with her beautiful, watery eyes.

That look was as if he were looking at a scumbag.

Despite his disgusted expression, he didn't stop wiping the bench in front of him with a towel until it was spotless.

"Now, now's alright, isn't it?"

After wiping the long table clean, Fiona breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she finally didn't have to clean anymore.

"The full-length mirror isn't even clean yet, and you're sitting on the bench cleaning it."

Ron was actually quite clean, and he also wanted to tease his disobedient and naughty maid, so he gave this order.

"Damn it, you jerk, you're standing so high up, you should at least bring a stool!"

“Stools are not safe; sitting on a long table is just as dangerous.”

"Ron is a big bastard."

Fiona gave the man behind her a disdainful look before gently placing her round, pert buttocks on the long table. Then, she raised her hand and carefully wiped the dressing mirror with a handkerchief.

"The master who always bullies the maid is the most disgusting, and he even stares at her with those weird looks. What a jerk!"

As Fiona wiped the full-length mirror, she turned her head to look at the man behind her with an expression of utter contempt for him.

That bastard Ron, I'm never waking him up first thing in the morning again.

It's exhausting to always assign yourself so many tasks!

Besides, there's no need for him to supervise cleaning...

"I'm keeping an eye on you while you clean to prevent any mistakes or slacking off."

Ron moved even closer, looking at the scumbag maid in front of him with a smug expression.

It must be said that Fiona, sitting at the long table, perfectly accentuated her delicate figure.