I don't want to be a dragon maid!

Stop! Lord Shelley has gone out of character!

"I was just kidding. How could I possibly ask Noah to do something like that?"

Shelley resumed her silly smile and said somewhat confusedly.

But Shelley, you looked very serious just now!

Noah couldn't help but complain inwardly.

"This is the opportunity I'm giving you..."

Shelley tiptoed slightly, leaned close to Noah's ear, and whispered.

Hold me tight and tell me you love me! I won't punish you!

"Ugh?"

Noah looked completely dazed.

"And you must say it loudly so everyone in this room can hear you! Otherwise, the punishment will be doubled!"

Shelley continued speaking in Noah's ear.

"Noah, I'm only giving you ten seconds..."

"Lord Shelley, this...this..."

Noah looked at Shelley, who had a smile on her face, and she seemed to see the wings and tail of a demon.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two..."

Shelley didn't give Noah a chance to hesitate; she raised her hands and began to count.

"one!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Noah heard Shelley grab Noah's hands and move closer to him again.

The two were so close that Noah could even smell the wine on Shelley's breath—yes, fifty years old…

Noah gave up struggling; she closed her eyes, preparing to face her final moment!

This is a trial! Noah believes it's a trial to overcome the past; only by overcoming that immature past can one grow! Lord Shelley probably thinks so too!

That's right, Noah is about to defeat his past self right here!

Come, Shelley!

Noah's body stiffened, and he opened his eyes, ready to face the moment he lost his first kiss!

However, Shelley suddenly stopped, puffed out her cheeks again, and her adorable chubby face turned bluish...

"Lord Shelley, you wouldn't..."

Noah's expression changed too; she guessed what Shelley was planning to do...

"vomit……"

Lord Shelley bent over, about to spew rainbows from his mouth.

Noah quickly grabbed the trash can next to him and handed it to Shelley.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Shelley was now slumped on the floor, her head almost buried in the trash can.

Noah could only squat down to the side, gently patting Shelley's back, his face full of helplessness.

It seems that Lord Shelley really drank too much; he looks like he's about to vomit his guts out.

Just as Noah was calling for a waiter to bring water, Shelley slowly poked her head out of the trash can. She was sitting on the ground, her face pale and bluish, and she no longer had the charming and alluring demeanor she had just displayed.

"Noah, my head hurts..."

Shelley held her head in her hands, her voice trembling with tears.

"Lord Shelley, please have some water to sober up..."

Noah accepted the water from the waiter with a pained expression and held the glass to Shelley's lips.

"My hands are too weak..."

"Then let Noah feed Lord Shelley. Come on, sweetie, have a sip!"

Chapter Seventy: A Horrific Scene in the Bathroom!

Since Noah said so, Shelley had no choice but to obediently drink the water. After taking a sip, she couldn't help but frown.

"Why does this water tasteless?"

"Hmm, maybe there's water mixed in?"

Noah scratched her head and said somewhat awkwardly.

"I don't want to drink water... my head hurts!"

Shelley pushed the glass away, stood up unsteadily, and said loudly.

"Lord Shelley, have another sip. It will make your head feel better. Come on, have another sip."

Noah looked at Shelley's childlike tone and gave a helpless smile, saying...

"My head hurts, Noah, blow on my head!"

Shelley threw herself into Noah's arms again, looking at him with teary eyes, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, okay, Noah, I'll blow for you, Noah, I'll blow for you!"

Noah put down her water glass and gently took Shelley's hand, letting her lie on her lap.

"Lord Shelley, where does it hurt? Noah will blow on it for you."

"here……"

Shelley, still half-asleep, pointed to her forehead and said...

"Okay, Noah, I'll blow it for you..."

Noah blew on Shelley's forehead while gently massaging her temples, trying to relieve her headache.

Seeing Shelley's distressed state, Noah felt a surge of anger. Who was so despicable as to get Lady Shelley into such a state?

If she catches them, she'll make sure they get what's coming to them!

"Lord Shelley, how are things now?"

Noah suppressed her anger, and seeing Shelley's expression soften slightly, she asked softly.

"I feel much better, but my head still feels a little numb and I'm a little dizzy..."

Shelley opened her eyes, rubbed them, and said with some discomfort.

"It seems you're still a bit tipsy. Well then, Lord Shelley, why don't you take a nap?"

Noah looked at Shelley like this and said softly.

"I want to sleep with my head on Noah's lap..."

Shelley rested her head on Noah's lap, a comfortable expression on her face.

"Noah's thighs are so comfortable and soft, I feel like falling asleep when I lean against them."

"Alright, Lord Shelley, you can rest your head on this pillow as long as you like. Noah will always be with you..."

Noah reached out and touched Shelley's soft blonde hair, a maternal smile spreading across his face.

"Let's change our clothes first, and then go home, okay..."

"Oh, um!"

Shelley nodded, groggily climbing off Noah's lap. The loose bathrobe slipped off Shelley's shoulders, revealing her round, smooth shoulders.

Normally, Noah would have been excited, but now that Lady Shelley looked so sad, she couldn't be bothered to appreciate it. She had to take care of her first.

"Lady Shelley, shall we go to the dressing room first, change our clothes, and then go home so you can have a lap pillow, okay?"

Noah held Shelley's little hand and spoke patiently.

"Excuse me, are you a friend of Miss Anne and Miss Margaret?"

At that moment, a shop assistant rushed out of the room to see what was happening.

"Anne? Margaret?"

Noah suddenly remembered that one of the two names belonged to the smiling young lady of the Wendy family, and the other to the white-haired, red-eyed knight.

Are these two taking a bath here now?

“Anne, Margaret, I know, they were the ones who made me drink…”

Shelley leaned against Noah and said listlessly.

"Then I saw Noah, hehe, a very gentle Noah..."

"Huh? Lord Shelley, it was those two who made you drink!"

Noah let out a strange cry; she was immediately enraged.

Goodness, I never expected those two girls, who looked like innocent girls, to have such a bad habit of urging others to drink!

It's not that he advised the wrong person, but rather that he advised Shelley, albeit a rather poor one.

You must remember that Lady Shelley was still a child! How could she possibly drink alcohol!

Thinking of this, Noah rolled up her sleeves and said angrily.

Where are those two people?

"Sigh, they're in the bathroom at the far end. Miss, you really have to go check on them; we can't control them anymore..."

Before the shop assistant could finish speaking, Noah led Lady Shelley at a jog to the bathroom and then rudely kicked open the tightly closed door.

"Anne, Margaret, you two come out here!"

Noah stormed into the bathroom, shouting.

"You two, look what you've done to my Lord Shelley! If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll... ...