The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Trying to act cute so that the other person will remember the happy times they had as childhood sweethearts.

"Fiona, the look on your face right now makes me want you to eat all of this huge midnight snack."

Ron was holding a large bowl of food. Although it was a little black and looked fuzzy, he knew it must taste good.

Although it may look a bit ugly, once you taste it, you will definitely change your mind and will love this delicacy.

"Asshole master, the master who always forces the maid, the most disgusting, the most hateful~~"

Seeing that pretending to be cute was useless, Fiona pouted and looked at the man in front of her with disdain.

"Hmm~"

She wanted to say something, but she couldn't do it because Ron couldn't bear it anymore.

Put the food directly into her mouth.

This was Fiona's first time eating something made by Ron himself. It wasn't as bad as she had imagined, but it wasn't delicious either.

Bastard Ron, you said it was delicious~~

It's so unpalatable, I don't like it at all~~

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In the tent in the Swamp Territory, Xuemier tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

My mind was full of thoughts, and I kept recalling the scene of pulling the rope with the man on the cliff. Those words seemed to still float in my ears.

The lord said that he would ask me to cooperate with him to do something.

But after he came back, he never came to see me~~~

It’s not that the lord doesn’t like me, it’s just the effect of the deer blood that makes the lord have some feelings about me.

After the effect is over, you will dislike it...

Thinking of this, Xue Mier bit her red lips tightly, her furry tail stuck to her body, her knees brought together, and trembled slightly.

But even if the Lord doesn't like it, it doesn't matter~~

As long as the Lord needs it, I am happy to help~~~

Perhaps it was because it had been too long, too long since she had experienced a passionate baptism, causing this ice wolf mother to fall deeply into it after only being treated lightly.

I hope Ron can fulfill what he said at that time...

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"Asshole Master, stop looking at the maid with strange eyes~"

After eating and drinking her fill, Fiona bit her pink lips and looked at the man in front of her with dissatisfaction.

Asshole master, he said he doesn't like eating anymore~

"How about what I made?"

Ron lay back on the sofa, took a long breath, and looked at the maid in front of him with a satisfied look on his face.

“What the owner made was really awful.”

Fiona narrowed her eyes, frowned, and said with disgust:

"Master has absolutely no talent for making things, so I suggest that you don't try this kind of thing in the future."

Bastard Ron, the food you made just looks ugly.

The taste is even weirder, it's unpalatable~~

Next time, I will never eat anything made by my master...

"You're just being so stubborn, but you obviously like it?"

Ron finally had the chance to cook, and he didn't want his food to go to waste, so he let his maid eat it all.

There is no way. Food is hard to come by in the early stages of development.

There are a bunch of people below who are hungry and waiting to eat, so how can we waste food?

"Asshole Ron, you still dare to say that. If you hadn't forced her, how could the maid eat them all?"

Thinking of this, Fiona puffed up her lips in anger, put her hands on her slender waist, and said with disgust on her face:

"Master, you actually forced the maid who grew up with you to eat all this disgusting food."

This guy Ron is getting more and more outrageous. The food he makes is obviously nasty, but he has no self-awareness.

Make it seem like you like to eat it.

How could I possibly like to eat something that my master made, it's obviously not tasty...

"Just tell me whether you have finished eating or not."

Ron licked the corner of his mouth proudly, feeling extremely happy.

I have to say, the way my maid looked disgusted but insisted on finishing the food was really cute.

This is how a sloppy maid will be kept in line.

When I have nothing to do in the future, I will make some dark food for her.

"This is my only chance. I will never eat anything the master makes again. I hope the master won't make anything so random."

Fiona pouted, lifted her round buttocks from the sofa, and prepared to leave.

Snapped--

Before she could even stand firmly, the man's hand slapped over, and Fiona's delicate body trembled immediately.

"Damn, bastard master, don't always attack the maid~"

Fiona was already a little overwhelmed, and now she was slapped on top of it, and what she was wearing was a special maid.

"Who made your butt so sticky? If I don't spank you, I won't be able to sleep at night."

As a qualified gentleman, when beautiful things are right in front of you, how can you not take action?

Ron's reaction this time was even instinctive. Before his brain started to think, his hands made the choice first.

"Asshole Master, don't help me again next time~"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man and was about to leave, but just as she took half a step, a big hand hugged her slender waist.

"Damn, bastard master, what else do you want to do?"

Looking at the man's burning gaze, Fiona panicked, fearing that he would do something strange again.

Asshole master, you've already eaten everything he made, why are you still dragging me along...

"You have worked hard all day today. As the lord who grew up with you, I decided to help you this time so that you can relax your tired body."

Ron is like this. He never likes to take advantage of others unilaterally. Reciprocity is his principle in life.

Just think about how to help others in return for what they have helped him.

As the saying goes, a drop of water is repaid with a spring of water.

As a nobleman with good moral character and a decent gentleman, Ron will definitely repay the favor.

"I don't need the help of the bastard master. The maid is not tired at all now. She just wants to have a good rest."

Fiona frowned and looked at the man in front of her with an expression that treated him like a scumbag.

Ron is really getting more and more demanding.

Now I'm still thinking about helping myself, so I don't need help~

"I remember you said you were tired before, how come you're not tired all of a sudden?"

Ron hugged the delicate maid in his arms and said gently:

"If you're tired, don't force yourself. I'll help you relax."

"Because, because I just had a midnight snack and my energy has been restored, I'm not tired at all now."

Fiona somehow came up with this excuse, and her face turned red as soon as she finished speaking.

How could I say such a thing?

Obviously the food made by the bastard master tastes terrible...

"Hahaha, that's it."

Hearing this, Ron laughed heartily;

"In that case, I will have to cook more often in the future to nourish your body."

My maid looks so shy, she's quite cute.

"There's no need to trouble the master for this kind of thing. The maid will eat well for breakfast, lunch and dinner."

Fiona seized the opportunity, pulled herself away, and quickly ran to the entrance of the tent;

"Asshole Ron, the food you made is so awful, the maid will never eat it again. And the maid doesn't need any help or anything like that."

After leaving the tent, she took a deep breath at the door and waved her fist at Ron's tent to express her dissatisfaction.

But after walking a few steps, she turned her head and spoke to the man she had been thinking about:

"Good night, bastard master."

"Good night."

After hearing the response from inside the tent, Fiona pouted.

Under the moonlight, her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars. I don’t know if she was thinking of something happy, but she smiled lightly and looked very beautiful.

On the way back to the tent, Fiona only felt warm in her heart, but for some reason, her long legs wrapped in black tights felt cold in the wind.

She might not have known why this happened before, but now Fiona fully understood what was going on with her.

After returning to the tent, she checked her condition and her face suddenly turned red.

Asshole master, it's all his fault~