Macho Harem Paradise Project

"oh,"

Satila reached out to take it, but when the cookie fell on her fingers, she suddenly grabbed it in her palm.

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“Hey…”

Subconsciously, I wanted to pull it back, but I wasn't determined, so I just turned my face away shyly, not wanting to look at the other person.

With her palm being pinched by him and the biscuit still between her fingers, Yang Ming Xiuyi suddenly stood up while she was in this position, pinched her small hand, and slowly came to her.

The sense of distance across the dining table just now disappeared. Looking at the person getting closer and closer in front of her, Satila's heart beat very fast.

Izayoi Sakuya's eyebrows twitched.

Sure enough, her prediction was correct.

However, since he was the candidate chosen by the gods, she should not interfere in what he did. And judging from the conversation just now, the Saint Lady undoubtedly had a good impression of him.

So she stepped back lightly and silently.

It might not be convenient if I continue to stay here.

"Lady Saint, there is something on the corner of your mouth."

"Really,,?"

She subconsciously wanted to touch her with her free hand, but the young man was faster and grabbed her slender wrist.

This is bad, both hands are in his grasp.

I was still sitting upright in my seat, but my hands were grabbed by him and I was forced to look at him. Would it be too rude to look away at this time? But I was very, very shy and my eyes kept shifting up and down.

If Satira was just beautiful because of her stunning appearance, Yangming Shuichi would just communicate with her with an appreciative attitude. As for taking her into the harem from time to time, he would have to see if he had the intention to do so. However, she is the future witch of jealousy. With this identity, he must get Satira.

The attraction of the power of life was fully exerted. Satila only felt that the slight strange feeling that emerged during the bath was rapidly amplified, and the whole person was in an unnatural state.

Somewhat scared,

Where's Sakuya?

He turned around to look for his loyal head maid, but he didn't know when she had left.

In other words, I am now alone with this sage Yangming.

Women are a kind of wonderful creatures. They are often controlled by emotions, and the emergence of these emotions is completely different from men's thinking and understanding.

For example, women’s views on some things are not just about the cause and effect of this incident, but they will associate this incident with many related events before and after, which is what people often call bringing up old issues.

However, in some wonderful scenes, the emotional changes brought about by this more private atmosphere are also extremely interesting. As long as they understand that the key words of the current situation are: two people being alone, private, no outsiders, and at the same time they have a good impression of him, when this series of small elements appear at the same time, many strange ideas will emerge.

What is he going to do?

Yang Mingxiu looked down at her. Satila's vision was blurred due to nervousness. Her talkative appearance just now was gone. She wanted to say something but found that she couldn't say anything.

My future wife,

Even if he wanted to do something, it was natural and allowed by God.

But the result was unexpected.

Yang Ming Xiuyi looked at the girl in front of him whose mind was extremely confused and thought she was very cute.

He loosened his grip on her little hand and gently rubbed the wet area on the corner of her lips left by the red tea, wiping away the water marks.

"It's getting late, Lady Saint, you should go to bed early."

"good,,"

Anyway, when he pressed his thumb up, the eyes had turned into a mosquito coil-like spiral.

After midnight tea, Satira did not object. Yang Mingxiu took her hand and walked her to the door of the bedroom. The two looked at each other. After all, Satira was not as thick-skinned as him, so she went in with a blushing face.

"See you tomorrow."

“Ah… Yeah.”

There was a moment of silence, and when she closed the door, Yang Ming Xiuyi stood there silently.

"It seems that you are very concerned about the safety of the Saint Lady."

"Please forgive me."

A silent wave of divine protection spread throughout the entire building, and Sakuya Izayoi suddenly appeared, kneeling on one knee on the ground, lowering her head and saying nothing.

"Uh, that's not necessary. I mean, if you want to watch, just watch openly. I don't mean to do anything."

Yangming Xiuyi said this.

The corner of Sakuya's mouth twitched. Given the atmosphere just now, it would have been weird if you hadn't done anything.

The scarves were already prepared to be cleaned. If something really happened between the two of them at the dining table, she could clean them up before the maids noticed anything unusual.

"No need to be so polite. I'm not used to it."

Yangming Xiuyi is a good citizen who comes from a modern society where everyone is equal. Such a well-behaved maid enjoyed such treatment at the beginning, but after a long time, she still felt a sense of restraint.

"This is the rule, please understand."

Izayoi Sakuya is also the kind of person who has a very accurate understanding of the rules and her own position, and she cannot be persuaded by just a few words.

"Do you need to rest now?"

"Ok."

Led by the tall and beautiful head maid, Yang Ming Xiuyi came to his dormitory.

As expected, compared to the simple sleeping room of the contestants, this place is much more luxurious, with stone tiles with a white jade-like luster and texture, and mattresses and quilts stuffed with fragrant and soft cotton. Although there are not many furniture items, it is enough.

It is also because the information that Yang Ming Xiuyi was going to get was obtained rather hastily, so the preparation was not sufficient, which is completely understandable.

After he looked around his room, he looked back and saw the head maid still standing at the door, looking like she wanted to say something.

"what happened?"

I originally wanted to ask if she wanted to warm my bed, but it was too rude to make such a sexually suggestive joke with a woman I had just met, so I gave up.

"Lady Satira is still a child, please..."

"please?"

"Please be gentle."

Yang Mingxiu noticed that there was a red cloud on the other person's face, which disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was a strange fluctuation of time.

Yang Ming Xiuyi certainly knew what was going on when it came to gentle words.

Girls are treasures that deserve careful care.

. . . . . .

"Sakuya is using her ability again."

Satila hid herself in the quilt, but soon felt very hot, so she unconsciously put her hands and feet outside the quilt to feel cooler.

Her blessing is also a kind of Yin magic, called Shadow Manipulation, which can create a large range of shadows. These shadows are clumps of Yin attributes, which are very similar to the effects of high-level veil magic. They can achieve spatial transfer and can also manipulate these shadows to erode and destroy all living things within the reach of the shadows.

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Its essence is the super-enhanced effect of the high-level veil magic mentioned above. The Yin magic's cutting of space can even make the target sink into it, slowly eroding the opponent's thoughts and even memories.

It's ironic that a girl with such a destructive and terrifying protection can be so shy and innocent, which is a huge contrast.

When she was very young, she failed to control this power and caused many disasters. Eventually, she was regarded as a monster by her family and banished. Her life only got better after she was regarded as a saint by the gods in the past two years.

With her talent, even without the blessing of the jealousy factor, her fighting power is still terrifying. Coupled with the nature of her power, no one in this world can get away with it at her hands.

"Something seems to be wrong with Sakuya today."

Being with this sister who is a few years older than her day and night, she actually understands her personality and emotions very well.

Compared to his previous cold and indifferent attitude, today he seemed to have a lot to say to me, but couldn't say it.

Ahh... Compared to this, Yangming's hand was holding mine.

That was the only time I could remember having such a close encounter with a man.

The brief moment has left a deep memory.

At that time, I thought he would continue to do something.

But what to do?

With her limited knowledge of physiology, she naturally could not describe such a scene, so she could only speculate on her own but could not come to a conclusion.

Hmm...

In a somewhat tense state of mind, Satila slowly fell asleep.

. . . . . .

Izayoi Sakuya originally had a good work and rest schedule, because she had to ensure that she did not make any mistakes at work. Given how strict she was with herself, she would not allow any problems to occur, as that would humiliate her and even cause the Saint she served to be looked down upon.

Even though no one in this country would really look down on a saint chosen by God himself, this sense of responsibility made her constantly wake herself up and do her job conscientiously every day.

Lighting an oil lamp, he flipped through a book titled "Eros - The Forbidden Love Between the Duke and the Maid."

It is a shame to say that given the country's medieval state and harsh environmental factors, there were naturally no so-called very good books on physiological knowledge, and people mostly learned it through word of mouth from their elders.

Only through these small picture books circulating in the dark can we understand some aspects of the legendary knowledge.

This was confiscated by Sakuya Izayoi from those little maids.

She originally thought the number was small, but as time accumulated, these things actually filled up an entire shelf in her bookcase.

Picture books of all sizes are beautifully packaged and contain many lifelike drawings, which give a real feeling that words cannot give.

This was why she thought they were going to do something in the living room. She couldn't help but hide behind the corridor and activated her protection to slow down her breathing and heartbeat, wondering if she could eavesdrop on something exciting.

In the end, he saw nothing and was discovered by Lord Yangming.

That's so rude.

In fact, reading these things is also a way for her to relieve stress in her busy and almost non-stop work.

As the head maid, she doesn't need to do many things herself, but Satira herself is not a mature saint who can make people worry-free. She likes to pester her and ask questions like a younger sister. Whenever she looks at her with that flawless smile, Sakuya has to take more responsibilities for herself and is naturally more tired.

This is certainly not something that needs to be reflected upon. After all, no one would really want to resist a smile that is enough to melt them.

The dignified and elegant head maid was flipping through those pornographic books attentively. Originally, she was just reading them for fun when she had nothing to do. But now it was different. Satila needed her to provide real physiological knowledge. The master she served needed her help.

Driven by this mood, she couldn't help but carefully look into the secrets.

",, the contact of lips, breasts, crotch..."

But soon the thing that troubled her happened, and she only had half of her understanding of it. How could she really tell the little saint the meaning of it?

She frowned and then did something she had never done before.

Since you don’t understand, try to understand it.

After all, practice brings out the truth.

She lifted up her maid skirt, which made people think of endless things. She wore white panties above the thin black lace suspenders.

"It seems to be here."

"what!"

A feeling she had never experienced before stimulated her so much that she couldn't help but scream out loud.

Then I subconsciously covered my mouth, hoping that no one would hear my strange voice in the quiet night.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Sakuya was very cruel and put her finger there again.

The force should be lighter this time, not as heavy as just now. Too strong stimulation will cause pain.

"Well,,"

This is what it feels like.

"Hmm, huh..."

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