My Prime Minister is so cute

"...So you asked me to get a room?" Bird's expression was dull.

"correct."

Sarah said as if it was a matter of course: "It's not convenient at home, so naturally I have to come to the hotel. I can't rent another house, right? That would be such a waste."

genius!

Next time you dine, sit at the same table with the district chief.

Bird didn't know what to say at this point, and his heart was filled with admiration.

Because they were discovered at home, there might be misunderstandings, so the two of them simply checked into a hotel... Then is it possible that being discovered in a hotel room would be something that cannot be explained?

But Bird did not correct this and let Sarah pull him into the room.

As soon as she entered the room and closed the door, Sarah went straight to the point. She took off her deerskin boots, revealing her feet wrapped in white stockings, and lay directly on the bed, as if she was the kind of evil heroine who couldn't wait to get things done.

"come quickly."

Sarah turned her face to the side and urged, "Finish it quickly and go back soon."

She, Sarah, needs to get stronger quickly!

She also wants to be able to write "Breaking Out of the Earth", "Time Travel", and "Rural Teacher" and truly become a respected great writer!

...What a strong sense of déjà vu!

Bird felt more and more strange.

"Don't worry, I won't run away." He thought for a moment and said the usual line, "Why don't we take a shower first and talk..."

"It's just a massage, why take a shower?"

Sarah frowned and urged impatiently, "Come here quickly. This is for anti-magic propaganda. I need to have better writing skills. Now I'm just asking you to massage. Can you cooperate a little and not be so petty..."

"Oh, it's coming."

After all, it was serious business. Bird sighed helplessly, walked to the bed, and slowly stretched out his hands to Sarah.

But this time, he remembered the strange water stains he found last time, so he did not use the sonic explosion magic on his hands and turned on the ultra-high frequency oscillation mode.

Anyway, what really works are the points you add to the system, and massage is just a pretense.

Other than that, Bird's massage technique remained exactly the same.

However, Sarah, who was lying on the bed with a hint of anticipation on her face, couldn't help but show a look of confusion when she felt the ordinary pressure of the palms on her back.

strangeness.

Why is this massage not comfortable at all?

Chapter 118 Recently, my friend is a little weird

Bird did not use sonic boom magic to turn on the high-frequency vibration mode, but instead gave a normal massage.

Sarah felt the touch on her back and her brows gradually furrowed.

No, very wrong.

This was not the massage I had before.

According to experience, the kind of massage that can enhance writing inspiration should make her feel light and airy. This ordinary massage is completely useless.

"What are you doing?"

Sarah couldn't help but said, "I want that kind of massage, not this one."

“What kind of massage?”

Bird asked knowingly.

"It's the kind of massage that can improve writing skills." Sarah said with a slight blush on her face.

"This can also improve writing skills." Bird said casually, "If you don't explain it clearly, who will understand?"

Damn, this pervert...

"Yes, yes."

She stammered, "The kind of massage you gave me in the bedroom before, which can improve my writing skills."

"Oh, you mean 'inspiration massage'?"

Bird suddenly realized: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? How would I know if you didn't tell me clearly?"

"Yes, it's the 'inspiration massage'."

Sarah twisted her body a little embarrassedly: "Can we start?"

"no problem."

Bird said as he activated the sonic boom magic, aiming at his own hands.

In an instant, the palm vibrated at an ultra-high frequency, and blurred shadows appeared on the edges.

Slowly move your hands closer to the girl's back...

"Hmm~"

A familiar feeling of comfort came over her, and her whole body suddenly felt numb, as if an electric current was passing through her, as if she was about to melt. Sarah couldn't help but hum comfortably, and then she subconsciously covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any strange noises.

Just massaging, just massaging...

“No need to suppress it.”

Bird smiled slightly and moved his hand to a different spot, this time aiming at the soft flesh on Sarah's waist. "Let your body and mind relax at the same time, and the effect will be better..."

After listening to Bird's words, he thought that he was in a hotel now, and even if he made some noise, it seemed that no one would care.

So Sarah didn't suppress herself.

"Hmm~"

"what......."

A gentle humming sound, accompanied by the rich aroma of strawberries, spread throughout the room.

Compared to the first two times at home, with my deliberate caution and resistance in my heart, and the experience of having to control myself from making any sound, this time the experience in the hotel was undoubtedly a step up.

Sarah quickly immersed herself in it, and soon her whole body trembled violently, and she fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

She was lying defenselessly on the big bed in the hotel, with her slender legs and soft waist. In this state, let alone being touched, she might not even wake up if someone took the opportunity to do something to her.

Bird glanced at the satisfied wizard lady.

With the experience from last time, he knew that she had been massaged to a climax by him, and he couldn't help but sigh that he had inexplicably become a massage expert, cultivating a special skill that could make girls addicted without even touching them...

Open the system panel.

After adding 100 experience points to Sarah's writing skills.

Bird turned around and left the room very gentlemanly, leaving the magician lady to take a nap in the hotel alone, and went back to work.

By the time Sarah woke up, it was already evening.

Feeling the fatigue in her body, she stretched comfortably, and then felt the endless inspiration in her brain, and her eyes flashed.

it works!

Sure enough, this trick is effective!

As long as you stick to daily massage, you will soon become a master of writing.

........

So at noon the next day.

Sarah found Bird again and dragged him towards the hotel.

"Again?"

Bird frowned and said reluctantly, "Isn't the frequency a bit too high? How about we talk about it next week? I still have work to do..."

"This is for pan-magicism!" Sarah sternly reprimanded. "The most urgent thing is to intensify publicity. You can put your current work aside and finish it later. Now, come with me to the hotel."

......

Day three.

Looking at the wizard lady who arrived on time, Bird said with a headache, "No way, she's here again... Speaking of which, you're a girl too, right? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to always check into a hotel with boys?"

"Humph, it's all for the cause of pan-magic!"

Sarah sat on the sofa beside her, curled her lips, and said with disdain: "Do you think I'm willing to get a room with a pervert like you? Come on, come with me when you're done."

This is just to become stronger.

I would even sell my soul to a pervert, so what does just renting a room matter?

As for feeling comfortable or something, it has nothing to do with this at all; it's just a simple side effect.

...Haha, you'd better really think so.

Bird looked at the magician lady, whose legs were shaking in anticipation, with a look of contempt.

......

Fourth day.

Sarah: "?"

Bird: “!”

......

One week later.

After a week of massage, Sarah felt that her writing skills had improved significantly and she could now write various descriptions with ease.

Especially after a massage every day.

Inspiration keeps coming out...

"Sarah, you look so good lately, so radiant." Sophia noticed Sarah's condition and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Did something good happen to you?"

"Have it?"

Sarah touched her cheek and said a little guiltily: "No, I just go to bed early and get up early."

Because of her daily massages, she has even skipped her evening book appreciation session recently and has indeed been going to bed a lot earlier...

"Is that so?" Sophia asked in surprise. "Didn't we get up around the same time? By the way, Sarah, where have you been this afternoon? I can't find you. We haven't had afternoon tea together in a while. Do you want to join us today?"

"I've been busy with work lately."

Glancing at the clock, Sarah said perfunctorily, "Sophina, you know I've been in charge of promoting Panmagicism. I've been very busy lately... Okay, enough talking. I'm going to be busy now. We'll talk about afternoon tea later."

As she said this, she couldn't wait to walk out of the villa.

Watching her friend leave, Sophia frowned: "Why do I always feel something is strange? Is Sarah hiding something from me..."

Chapter 119 I'm sorry, Sophia, I've already...

After perfunctorily answering Sophia's questions, Sarah walked briskly to the hotel.

The boss glanced at her and asked numbly, "...Old room?"

Recently, the rich LL came in front of him every day, and every time he was with that man. He gradually became numb from the initial shock.

"Um......"

For some reason, Sarah nodded a little guiltily. After looking around to make sure no one was around, she quickly handed over a 100-yuan bill from her sleeve and successfully got the key.

In order to be more secretive, now the two people who arrive first will book a room in the hotel, and those who arrive later will go directly to the room.

Arrived at the familiar hotel room.

Sarah kicked off her shoes immediately, revealing her feet wrapped in white silk, then she pounced on the soft big bed, hugged the pillow and rolled on it, using this way to pass the time.

After rolling around for a while, she stopped.

"So slow, so slow." She said boredly, "Why hasn't that pervert come yet?"

After rolling around for a while, the door was finally opened with a key, and Bird walked in with a tired look on his face.

"Why do you always make me wait?" Sarah couldn't help but complain, "Can't you come earlier and book a room to wait for me?"

"Miss, I have to go to work."