I don't want to be a dragon maid!

Chapter 129 Noah can become whatever he wants.

Under the moonlight, Shelley sat alone by the spring, peering out to look at her reflection in the water.

Shelley was now filthy. Although she was still wearing her wedding dress, it was covered in stains and mud. Her veil was nowhere to be seen. She looked more like a refugee than a bride.

"It looks awful. Noah made it especially for me..."

Shelley adjusted her wedding dress and said somewhat dejectedly.

She first bit Noah's lip, then attacked him, and finally tore Noah's dress to shreds...

What's wrong with me? The more I try to get closer to Noah, the more I end up offending her. If it were me...

Noah has provoked her time and time again, so she'll probably ignore him for a long time.

It seems my desire is definitely unfulfilled; I'll probably be trapped in this world of meditation for the rest of my life...

With that thought, Shelley collapsed into the grass. She was too tired to think about anything else and decided to just lie there until the end of time.

“Lord Shelley, if you lie down on the grass to sleep like this, you will easily catch a cold.”

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out above Shelley's head. Shelley opened her eyes abruptly and, sure enough, saw that familiar smile.

"No...Noah...what are you doing here?"

Shelley's face flushed red instantly. She sat on the ground, filled with regret, and began to stammer.

"Because I am Lord Shelley's maid..."

Noah pointed to the ahoge (cowlick) sticking up on her head and said with a proud look.

"This is the maid radar, one of the 999 essential skills that every maid must learn. With this, I can sense the location of Lord Shelley."

"I've told you so many times, maids don't have these weird skills at all..."

Shelley recalled Noah's methods of torture and the trick of hiding things under his skirt, and looking at the ahoge that could detect things, she didn't know where to begin her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments).

"So, Noah, what do you want from me?"

Shelley looked away and quickly changed the subject.

"This? I'm here to deliver something to Lord Shelley..."

Noah took out a bundle and slowly untied it. When it was completely untied, a pure white veil appeared.

"Oh, what's this?"

Shelley instinctively touched her head and said in surprise.

"Yes, I was thinking the same thing. This must be Lord Shelley's. He left in a hurry and ended up falling on the road."

Noah picked up the veil, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly.

"Lord Shelley is such a reckless fellow."

"I'm not a reckless person, I just..."

Shelley pouted, and just as she was about to explain, Noah picked up the veil and gently placed it on Shelley's head.

"Now it's finally back to its rightful owner. Lady Shelley looks very beautiful."

Noah clasped his hands together and said gently.

"Noah...did you come all this way just to deliver this veil?"

Shelley lowered her head, playing with her long golden hair, and said with a troubled expression.

"It's not that Noah wanted to fulfill Lord Shelley's regret."

Noah gently pressed her hand to her chest, looking at Shelley with a tender gaze.

"My regrets? I have no regrets at all... In this world where I can do whatever I want, how could I possibly have any regrets!"

Shelley said this, but she herself didn't dare to look at Noah at all. Instead, she lowered her head, and a trace of melancholy appeared on her beautiful face.

"Lady Shelley, although it's a mock wedding, does Lady Shelley intend to continue?"

Noah looked at herself, touching her chin, and said thoughtfully.

"how do you know?"

Shelley shuddered, raised her head, and said with a curious expression,

"Because I am Lord Shelley's maid! I know everything about Lord Shelley!"

Noah put his hands on his hips and said with a proud look on his face.

"Moreover, Lord Shelley's thoughts are written all over his face, making him all too easy to guess."

"I'm so sorry I couldn't hide my feelings..."

Shelley pouted, her eyes darting around, and said defiantly.

Even if he knew, so what? Noah is an idiot; he's all talk and no action. He doesn't have the guts to back it up.

With that thought in mind, Shelley calmed herself down a little, and looked at Noah with a hint of dissatisfaction and provocation in her eyes.

"That's right, I want to go ahead with the wedding, but unfortunately it's impossible because I have nothing..."

Shelley sat on a rock, looking at her reflection in the water, as if venting or mocking herself.

"I have no friends, no priest, and most importantly, no bridesmaids or groomsmen. Most importantly, I don't even have a groom to exchange rings with. I have nothing. Even if I wanted to continue, I couldn't..."

"Lady Shelley, with me, your perfect maid, here, Noah can conjure up whatever you desire."

Noah patted her chest and said in a serious tone.

"What I need most right now is a groom, so Noah, show me how to become a groom!"

Shelley mustered her courage, looked at Noah, puffed out her cheeks, and said with a disgruntled expression.

"Oh, Shelley, this is too difficult! How can Noah, a mere maid, play the groom?"

Noah looked embarrassed and touched her lips, saying something somewhat shyly.

"See? You can't do it either. You don't even have a ring, so what kind of groom are you..."

Before Shelley could finish her sentence, and before Noah could finish speaking, she felt her hand gently pull her, and then something cool slipped onto her finger.

Although it was the first time Shelley had experienced this sensation, she recognized it and slowly lowered her head to look at Noah.

The maid was kneeling on one knee, holding a silver ring in her hand.

"Ugh?"

Before Shelley could even react, the ring was already on her ring finger.

"Oh, putting a ring on someone you like isn't as difficult as you think. You just need to do it in one go."

Noah scratched her head, a relaxed smile appearing on her face.

Shelley, standing to the side, stared blankly at the ring on her ring finger. She then looked at Noah, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her eyes before bursting forth.

"You, you, you, you...you idiot, what are you doing?"

Shelley pointed at Noah, her heart pounding like a drum, and her speech becoming incoherent.

Meanwhile, Noah calmly stood up and said with a composed expression.

"I'm playing the role of the groom, putting a wedding ring on the finger of the person I love? Is that so strange, Lord Shelley?"

Chapter 130 Methods to Prove a Maid Belongs to Her Master

"Someone...someone you like?"

Shelley stared intently at Noah's expression, trying to detect any panic in his eyes.

But as it turned out, Noah's beautiful face showed no panic except for a little shyness; he remained calm as if he were asking whether he had eaten breakfast.

Why isn't this guy shy anymore? What's going on?

"Lord Shelley, don't you understand? Then Noah will say it again."

Noah pressed her hand to her chest, took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Noah loves Lord Shelley. Noah wants to spend his life with Lord Shelley, whether in poverty or wealth, in health or sickness, it's that simple!"

"Noah, what do you mean by that..."

Shelley opened her mouth, wanting to ask Noah if he meant what he said or if it was just for the purpose of simulating the wedding.

But Shelley felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She was still completely overwhelmed by the emotions of ecstasy and shock. She could barely speak, let alone ask questions.

At this moment, Noah reached out and grasped Noah's hand, saying earnestly.

"Now it's Shelley's turn to put the ring on Noah's finger, since Noah is the groom and Shelley is the bride."

Such a simple sentence struck Shelley's heart like a heavy hammer.

She dared not look at Noah again, shook her head frantically, and said loudly.

"I don't know...I don't know..."

Shelley said this in bewilderment as she tried to break free from Noah's grasp and attempt to escape again.

This time, however, Noah did not grant Shelley's wish. He gently pulled her back with a slight force of his right hand.

Noah looked at Shelley with a gentle smile on his face.

“Lady Shelley, there’s nothing to be afraid of. Noah is right here. You can do whatever you want.”

"Noah..."

Shelley seemed to sense Noah's thoughts as well. She stopped trying to run away and looked at the maid in front of her.

Her idea was simple: to possess Noah. But she kept losing to herself and never succeeded.

Now that Noah is standing right in front of him, should he still try to run away?

Shelley mustered her courage, slowly closed her right hand, and a golden ring appeared in her palm. She slowly picked up the ring, and then tentatively grasped Noah's hand.

Throughout this process, Shelley mustered all her courage and remained very careful. If Noah showed even the slightest sign of impatience, she would immediately drop the ring and run away without a second thought.

But now that she had the courage, Shelley felt she was losing control of herself...

"Let me preface this by saying I might say something strange, but these are all mock weddings and don't count, they're just..."