What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 293-292- Being good at everything will only harm you
When night falls, the Theocracy, which is bustling during the day, will enter a contrasting night.

Although the Holy See does not impose a curfew, most of the residents living here are members of the Brilliant Sect. Even in their lives, they strictly abide by the teachings in the Brilliant Bible - work at sunrise and rest at sundown.

At night, you should stay at home with your family, sit down to have dinner together, and then pray devoutly before going to bed, and end the day like this.

As a result, there are almost no pedestrians on the streets, and even the desire to travel has been reduced a lot.

In addition, considering that Sia was still injured and should not exercise too much, Domi found a hotel near the Pope's Palace.

As long as they enter the Theocracy, they no longer need to maintain their identities when they come in. Now they are high-level personnel from the Four Seasons Chamber of Commerce headquarters who come to work at the Theocracy branch. It is normal for them to stay in high-end hotels near the palace.

As for the previous slum clothes, they had long been thrown into an unknown trash can, replaced by suits and leather shoes like those of the social elite. Sia wore a beige windbreaker over a hip-hugging sweater, and wore shoes of the same color as the windbreaker. Women's boots.

You can guess from the two people's clothing and temperament that they must be some big shot.

The service staff respectfully led the two people to their double room, helped them turn on the magic lamp, and then left.

Domi walked into the room on his hind legs, locked the door, and checked the room carefully. After making sure that nothing was done, he relaxed, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Shia.

"So... do you want to take a shower first? There is a separate bathroom here."

Sia rolled her eyes and raised her right hand, which was still wrapped in a bandage:

"Do you think I can take a shower? Just wash my feet."

With that said, she stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Only then did Duomi realize his carelessness, and quickly walked up and pulled Sia back to sit on the bed.

"Injury, just sit still and I'll bring it to you."

"Oh...that's troublesome."

Sia was a little stunned. When did this elm-headed person wake up?I actually learned to take care of others.

Soon Duomi came over with a basin filled with hot water.

"Come on, feet."

"what?!"

Domi placed the washbasin in front of Shia, then directly used the crystallized soul-devouring energy to create a small bench and sat on it. He also rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to commit a crime:
"Ah, what? It's troublesome to even take off your shoes with one hand. I'll wash them for you this time. I won't have such a chance in the future. Come on, put them on my lap."

"No...but this...I..."

She was nervously incoherent.

Except for Queen Nadiavida, no one else has touched his feet, and neither has Domi. In other words, except for his small hands, mouth and face, he has not touched any other places.

In this regard, both of them seemed to be restrained in a tacit understanding.

But this damn tacit understanding is going to be broken by Domi tonight.

When he thought of his feet being played with by Duomi, an indescribable shame appeared on his cheeks, which turned as red as a ripe apple.

Seeing that Xia didn't speak for a long time, Duomi took it as her acquiescence, grabbed her whole leg, put it on his knee, and started to untie her shoelaces.

Sia was wearing long leather boots with laces that were criss-crossed in layers. To take them off, she had to loosen at least three layers of the cross, which was really troublesome with one hand.

However, Duomi loosened them in a few clicks. Without the restraints of the shoelaces, there was a lot of looseness between the feet and the boots.

He grabbed the sole of the shoe and pulled it to the other side. With an extremely comfortable sliding feeling, the shapely and delicate white calf appeared in Domi's hand.

His eyes moved down and he saw the pair of white stockings.

When Domi's hands came into close contact with the sensitive skin of her feet, she blushed completely and wanted to bury her face in her sweater.It is said that girls’ feet will have greater foot odor and moisture due to the richer sweat glands on the soles of the feet, but Domi did not confirm this on Sia’s little JOJO.

There isn't much moisture on the socks, not to mention the smell, but at least there's no foot odor.

Coupled with its cute and petite appearance, Duomi couldn't help but squeeze it a few more times. It was so soft and swollen!

"ah……"

Just as he was seriously appreciating the artwork, a strange sound suddenly reached his ears.

Duomi raised his head and looked up in shock. He didn't expect Sia to make such a delicate squeaking sound! !
This was not something she could control. After all, she was too sensitive, and she was pinched by a boy. A series of stress reactions led to the current situation.

Duomi seemed to have found a new way to open Sia, and squeezed again without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a flying pillow instead of his wife's moans.

"That's enough for you, bastard! Wash it if you can, and get out if you can't!" Sia completely exploded.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Afterwards, Duomi washed Xia's feet honestly, wiped them dry, and poured out the foot-washing water instead of soaking them in wolfberry.

If you can soak your feet after a tiring trip, it will be the ultimate enjoyment like ascending to heaven, and it will definitely relax you wholeheartedly.

When Domi came out of the shower, he found that Sia had fallen asleep under the covers, but her clothes were still folded and placed on the bedside.

The quilt was rising and falling regularly, and his breathing was slow and long, making him look very comfortable and at ease.

Duomi smiled dotingly like an old father, then turned off the magic lamp and got into his bed, spending a happy and worry-free day.

At 06:30 the next morning, the early morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains and hit the original wooden floor. A few sparrows parked on the crooked-neck tree outside the balcony were chirping and singing their own songs. Together they announce the beginning of a new day.

Duomi's biological clock woke him up, and as long as he got up at this time, he would be extremely energetic.

Although he is now very active even if he does not sleep for several days, his mental state still needs to be replenished by sleep.

Sia seemed to be still immersed in a wonderful dream on the other bed, so he quietly got up, washed himself, put on his clothes and left the room.

Having spent some time lurking in the Theocracy, he knew where the best and healthiest breakfasts were.

So during this time period, the same figure appeared in front of several breakfast restaurants in the city at almost the same time.

This guy didn't buy much. Such a small amount could only fill a cat's sparrow stomach, but the advantage was that there were many kinds. All the breakfast delicacies that the locals talked about were stuffed into a paper bag by him. Zili.

When he opened the hotel room door with the key, the movement seemed to wake up Sia, who was already half asleep.

Looking at Sia sitting on the bed with messy hair, Domi rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment:

"Sorry for waking you up."

Sia just squinted her eyes and mumbled a few times incoherently, unable to hear clearly what she was saying. Then she hunched the tip of her nose, as if she was tempted by the delicious food.

Domi put the paper bag filled with breakfast on the table, then walked over to help Sia get dressed:

"Now that you're awake, get up. I bought you breakfast, which is the best in the city."

"Okay~~" Shia's voice when she just woke up was soft and waxy, with a cute ending, which was as addictive as JOJO.

At that moment, Duomi felt like he was raising briquettes. He also woke up and ate. When he was full, he would meow happily...

(End of this chapter)