The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

Damn....

Feiliya, who sensed everything inside, frowned, as if something made her angry.

She stayed there for a while before finally returning to the room, going to the bathroom, taking off her red dress, and letting the warm water wash over her body.

That shameless man was exactly what Benlong thought.

He is the most shameless, bastard, and evil man in the world.

He had just finished sparring with me, but now he is doing the same thing again...

Even without looking at his expression, you can tell that he is drinking tonight and having a great time...

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will make him know that as my tool, he is not allowed to have spare energy to do other things.

Everything he has can only belong to Benlong...

Thinking of this, Feilia's tail swayed back and forth, as if she was expecting something...

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Inside the castle, in the room, Ron was still holding the wine glass and savoring the flavor of the white wine.

Perhaps he was enjoying the drink, he actually put down his glass, walked to the table with a wine barrel, and started drinking directly from the barrel.

The white wine was contained in a brown wooden barrel. Ron simply held it and started drinking.

"Hahaha, so refreshing. Drinking should be done by holding the barrel, only then it will be strong and interesting."

Ron seemed to have awakened his heroic and free-spirited nature, as if he had turned into a knight, holding the wine barrel and drinking happily.

"Drinking good wine and looking at beautiful women, such a day is really pleasant."

Ron drank his wine while admiring Fiona who was lying on the sofa reading a book.

I have to say that Fiona, wearing thick black tights, is still very beautiful at this moment.

The delicate body swayed gently under the candlelight at night, and the moving posture seemed like some beautiful work of art.

It is as dazzling as a black gem, making people unable to look away.

"In short, the master who always stares at the maid is the most disgusting. The maid hates such a master the most..."

Hearing the man's words, Fiona's delicate body trembled violently. Her beautiful eyes were already filled with water waves. She bit her pink lips lightly, not daring to look at the man behind her.

"Ron, you bastard, stop drinking. You're going to drink up the whole barrel of wine."

Ron is a shameless bastard.

How could someone stare at me like that?

Moreover, it would be fine if he just drank one or two glasses of wine, but now he was actually drinking the wine that he had brewed with great effort.

If this goes on, that barrel of wine will be finished by that bastard Ron.

But, but why can he drink so much? Won’t there be health problems if he drinks so much?

Won't you get drunk?

"What a stingy maid, but don't worry, I won't drink your wine for nothing. In fact, I have already prepared dinner for you."

As he spoke, Ron put down the wine barrel, opened the drawer next to it, and brought out a large portion of delicious dinner meat.

Although it has been stored for a long time, it is a bit cold and does not look very good.

But for some reason, Fiona couldn't help swallowing when she saw the dinner.

She could swear that at first she hated what this man cooked because it tasted so bad.

I don’t know if it was because Ron’s cooking skills were so good or Fiona gradually got used to it, but she actually fell in love with what he cooked.

"No, I don't want to eat what the master made. Besides, the maid is on a diet. If I eat supper so late at night, I will get fat~"

Even though Fiona was drooling with greed and her beautiful eyes looked over from time to time, she still pretended to be disgusted and refused the midnight snack.

Tsk~

How could I possibly like to eat anything made by my master?

I wouldn't like it.

So refuse, refuse....

"You're still fat with your figure. You're simply too perfect. Maybe if you gain a few pounds you'll be more perfect."

As he spoke, Ron gently pinched the maid's slender waist, then took the book off the sofa and placed the large portion of dinner meat in front of Fiona.

"I'll put dinner in front of you, just to see how much you can endure."

Ron is really mean. To be honest, no one would deliver midnight snack to someone else in the middle of the night.

This is a normal person, he can't help it.

There is no reason not to eat.

"Tsk, what does the master think of a maid? If a maid says she doesn't like or hates something, she will never eat it. I promise I won't touch it at all."

Even though Fiona was extremely greedy, she still turned her face away and pretended not to like it at all.

Ron is such a bastard!

How could I be tempted like this? I didn't eat much for dinner to begin with, and now a midnight snack is placed in front of me. How can I resist?

However, you have to hold back.

I can't let that bastard Ron look down on me, and if I eat it myself, it will prove that I like what this guy cooks.

There is no way I would admit such a thing, so I am determined not to let anyone know...

Gumbling—

Although she spoke lightly and did a good job in ideological construction, her mouth was really not keeping up and she was constantly swallowing saliva.

And my eyes, too, always look at the midnight snack in front of me from time to time...

"Not bad, very spirited. I like people like you who are tough on the outside."

After saying this, Ron no longer cared about Fiona, and started drinking the wine by holding the barrel.

Ron felt that, rather than drinking from a wine glass, the one who held a wine barrel like this showed what a real man did. This heroic, free-spirited feeling was as if he were already on a battlefield, riding a black horse, holding a wine barrel, and drinking fine wine in the moonlight. He felt so comfortable.

The wine is delicious and the beauty around me is really beautiful.

Ron loves the thick black bodystockings, they look so good.

"Madam, the maid is not being stubborn, the maid just doesn't like it..."

At this moment, Fiona felt her mind go blank. She was torn between a desire and a desire. She was afraid that she would be looked down upon and her inner thoughts would be known.

If I don't eat, I'll be very hungry. My taste buds and stomach are waiting for it, and my mouth is constantly drooling....

Bastard Ron, why do you want to become a stumbling block on my road to weight loss?

What a bastard! He clearly wanted to lose weight and couldn't eat at night.

And he brought the midnight snack to me, less than ten centimeters away from me...

It's impossible to just watch like this...

No more~

If I don't want to eat it, it's ok to just lick it a few times. This way I can satisfy my craving and won't gain weight from eating too much.

Reasonable! ! !

Thinking of this, Fiona swallowed her saliva and moved closer...

Chapter 205: The scumbag maid loves to eat midnight snacks! Fiona is injured again!

"Fiona, didn't you say you were afraid of gaining weight by not eating midnight snacks?"

Looking at the look of his own scumbag maid, Ron's mouth corners couldn't help but rise a little:

"Why, you want to eat now even if you're not afraid of getting fat?"

I have to say, my maid's expression and state at this moment are amazing.

Her delicate body swayed gently under the interweaving light and dark candlelight, and her expression was charming and attractive, making people linger.

"The maid didn't eat it. Didn't you see that I didn't swallow a single bite? It didn't even enter my stomach. How can it be considered eating?"

Fiona licked her pink tongue and indeed did not eat the dinner meat. She just licked it a few times, enjoying the delicious sprinkles and spices on the surface, but did not eat the food itself.

Ron is such a jerk.

The food is so delicious, even the toppings on the surface are fragrant and tasty.

I really want to take a bite and eat all this big portion of dinner meat...

"Fiona, I order you now to finish this midnight snack, otherwise you will be punished."

Seeing his maid's cautious and patient look, Ron found it funny and gave her a way out.

"Master, the master is so nice... No, the master is such a bastard, always ordering the maid around so casually~"

When Fiona heard the man's words, her eyes lit up immediately, and she almost said what was in her heart out of excitement. Fortunately, she changed her words after she came to her senses.

"Since the bastard master has ordered me to do so, I will not accept any punishment. I will just have to do it reluctantly and eat all the nasty midnight snacks that the master has made."

After saying that, Fiona licked the corner of her mouth, picked up the dinner knife impatiently, picked up a large piece of dinner meat and put it into her mouth.

It all happened smoothly, without any trace of friction.

uh~

It's delicious!

Even though the master is hateful and a bit mean, I have to say that his cooking skills have improved a lot.

It’s much more delicious than what those chefs cook. I wish I could eat what my master cooks every day.

But, but, the owner is so busy, how can he cook every day?

But you can't show that you like it. You have to hate it and be disgusted by it.