I don't want to be a dragon maid!

The room was very dark, and by the moonlight, Noah could barely make out Shelley's back, but that was all he could do.

Something as small as a zipper is hard to find in this dimly lit room. Noah anxiously reached out his hand towards Shelley's back, trying to find the zipper in the darkness.

Noah reached out and touched that smooth, warm skin. The silky texture was so smooth that it was irresistible to touch.

"Um... Noah, where are you touching? I told you to unzip your zipper, and you were here..."

Shelley let out a soft gasp, turned her head and glared at Noah, her eyes filled with utter shyness.

"Lord Shelley, it's not that I wanted to touch it, it's just that I really couldn't find the zipper..."

Noah gave a wry smile.

"Lord Shelley, why don't you light a lamp? This is really unsightly."

"I don't want to light the lamp! Noah can't see me looking like this..."

Shelley paused slightly, then lowered her head and spoke in a very soft voice.

"Lord Shelley, did you just say my name?"

Noah heard a faint sound and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, the zipper is underneath, so zip it up quickly..."

Shelley looked up at the night sky again, pretending to be indifferent, but her bright red ears betrayed her true feelings.

"Yes, Lord Shelley!"

Noah nodded; this time she saw the zipper and made her move again.

"Hey..."

Shelley shrank her neck, raised her head, closed her eyes, and let out a soft sigh. Her face showed an unusual fragility, but Shelley quickly recovered and lowered her voice, saying with dissatisfaction.

"Noah! What are you doing?"

"Lord Shelley, is that zipper really hard to pull?"

Noah shook her head. This time, she found the zipper and slowly pulled it up.

"But Lady Shelley is being too sensitive. I only touched it lightly..."

"Idiot, I'm not sensitive at all! It was clearly Noah who touched me inappropriately, you pervert! You big pervert!"

Shelley slowly swayed her legs, pouted, and said loudly.

"Yes, yes, Noah is a pervert..."

Noah, as always, followed Shelley's lead and zipped up the zipper on her back.

This wedding dress was worn by Shelley this time, and just as Noah said, the dress fit Shelley's figure perfectly. The moonlight shone on the dress, and this cool light, combined with the pure white dress, even had a hazy beauty.

"Lady Shelley is indeed very suitable for wedding dresses. Look how well this dress fits her figure."

Noah nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.

"Look at Lord Shelley, he's thin where he should be thin, and plump where he should be plump, everything about him is perfect."

"I'm really sorry, but I have a small chest and a big belly."

Shelley turned around, looked at her flat chest, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Lady Shelley, you are already a great beauty. Your breasts are indeed a bit lacking, but everything else is perfect."

Noah clapped her hands and said earnestly.

"A slender waist that could be grasped with one's own hand, smooth and shiny golden hair, skin as white as snow... Lady Shelley, you are already very beautiful."

“But these aren’t mine, they’re useless. As for Noah, I have nothing.”

Shelley looked at Noah and said calmly.

"Lady Shelley, what are you saying? You've always been like this, it's either me or me..."

Before Noah could finish speaking, she looked into Shelley's pale blue eyes and immediately realized what was going on.

Lady Shelley wasn't like this at first. When Noah first met Shelley, she was very beautiful, but she was pale and thin, short, and looked like a malnourished junior high school student.

Under his care, Lady Shelley gradually recovered and became the person she is today.

Noah's heart stirred slightly. She raised her hand and felt a stinging pain in her palm. Looking down, she saw a small wound on her index finger, from which blood was slowly seeping out.

It looked like he'd been scratched by the zipper. Before Noah could react, Shelley reached out and took his hand, then slowly pressed it against her face.

"Eh? Lord Shelley?"

Noah was taken aback by Shelley's sudden action.

"Don't misunderstand, I just want to treat you. The angel's kiss you mentioned..."

Shelley and Noah looked at each other, her pale blue eyes filled with a gentle smile, and then she opened her cherry-like mouth and gently put Noah's injured finger into her mouth.

Noah shuddered instantly, her face showing surprise, while Shelley closed her eyes tightly, looking ashamed. However, she did not stop, but gently licked Noah's injured finger with her small tongue.

Noah wanted to say that this was a world of meditation, and that as long as Lord Shelley had a thought, the wound could be healed.

However, I didn't mention Noah or anything like that. After all, Shelley is a very proud and aloof person, and she couldn't bring herself to say it. She could only express her gratitude to me through this simple action.

However, Shelley was still quite shy, and this expression of gratitude only lasted a short while before she released Noah's fingers. She lowered her head and breathed slightly.

Noah, standing to the side, was also at a loss. Looking at Lord Shelley being so proactive, her face flushed slightly.

"Noah, you idiot! You talked about an angel's kiss, and now I'm licking your fingers. You're such a greedy bastard."

Shelley wiped her mouth, looked at Noah, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Sigh, is this my fault too?"

Noah pointed to herself and said with a helpless expression.

"The reason I did this is because of you, Noah!!!"

Shelley crossed her arms and said angrily.

"You need to seriously reflect on your actions and take full responsibility!"

"I have to take on responsibilities again. It's so tiring, Lady Shelley. I'm just a maid. I've given myself to you, and I still have to bear all sorts of responsibilities?"

Noah touched her chest and said with a helpless expression.

Shelley paused, staring blankly at Noah, then as if she had made up her mind, she grabbed Noah's hand and stammered.

"Noah, since you say so, then prove it to me!"

"To prove you really are mine..."

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Chapter 123 The Perfect Bride

"Lord Shelley, what do you want to say?"

Seeing Shelley's expression, Noah swallowed hard and said nervously.

Shelley didn't continue. She lowered her head, a hint of embarrassment on her face, and whispered.

"It still doesn't work. Noah, could you help me out a little?"

"Oh, Lord Shelley, is there anything I can do for you?"

Noah said in a low voice.

"All you have to do is look at me. I just want to go to church dressed like this once. If Noah is with me, maybe I'll have the courage."

Shelley lowered her head further and further, her voice growing softer and softer, until Noah could barely hear her last words.

"I understand, Lady Shelley. You can do whatever you want to do. Noah will always be with you."

Noah looked at Shelley and smiled understandingly, then said softly.

Shelley shuddered. She slowly raised her head and looked at Noah, her pale blue eyes filled with joy, but also with a hint of regret.

"It's just a pity that I'm the only one wearing it..."

"Lord Shelley?"

Noah blinked, tilted her head, and looked puzzled.

“I didn’t say anything, nothing at all.”

Shelley realized she had said the wrong thing, and she instinctively stepped back, shaking her head repeatedly, and resumed her haughty demeanor.

"I understand. How about Noah goes and changes into her wedding dress too?"

Noah nodded, a meaningful smile appearing on her face, and slowly spoke.

"No, I don't want to. If two people wear wedding dresses together, it will look like we're getting married..."

Shelley crossed her arms over her chest, and her expression looked somewhat stubborn.

"Lord Shelley, don't you want to marry me?"

Noah looked at Shelley and said with a slight frown.

"I don't want to. I really don't want to at all..."

Shelley raised her head, looking like a proud swan. She slightly opened her eyes and looked at Noah's somewhat disappointed face. She showed a little reluctance, so she raised her right hand and made a slight gesture.

"Actually, there is a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit, so much so that it's negligible if you round it off!"

"Yes, yes, I understand. Then I won't wear the wedding dress. I'll just be Lady Shelley's maid."

Noah pressed Shelley, and she stepped back slightly, lifted her skirt, and said with a smile.

"How about serving Lord Shelley wholeheartedly?"

"Oh, um..."

Shelley nodded slightly, her face showing an expression that was hard to tell whether it was relief or regret.

"Then, Lord Shelley, please come this way and let Noah serve you!"

Noah walked behind Shelley, and she gently nudged her master, saying...

"Hey, Noah, what are you doing?"