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Separating her black and white maid dress, she knelt on the ground with her legs together. Fim thoughtfully lifted the hem of her dress, revealing snow-white silk stockings and her delicate, jade-like thighs, creating an incredibly eye-catching absolute territory.
Phim patted his knees, then looked up at Mino, his grey-green eyes reflecting the glittering light from the ceiling.
"Mino, please."
boom!
Mino's heart jolted violently. In a flash, her mind went back to her tumultuous life. If this was an incredibly exhilarating dream, then it was time to wake up.
—Because a young male chef cannot imagine things he has not experienced.
But the lap pillow of the obedient and adorable maid girl is right in front of him... So this is not a dream, nor is it a fantasy that appeared after he was delirious from being poisoned by Freer's toxin.
"This is... heaven." Mino looked as if she had just returned from a dream, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
On the ground, Fim tilted his head, looking slightly confused.
She then reached out her hand to Mino, making a hugging gesture:
"Mino, come here."
Gudong!
The sound of swallowing saliva was louder than when he was eating.
“Then I… won’t be polite.” With a trembling throat, Mino bent down, as if on a pilgrimage, and approached the purest white snow on the ground.
There was a snap.
Her head rested on Fim's lap.
Chapter 386 The Storm of Inhalation Between the Lap and Pillow!!! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Hmm~"
The next instant, a very silvery voice unconsciously rippled across Mino's lips.
The touch on her cheek was soft yet resilient; the girl's slender thighs were as soft as dandelions, yet possessed a resilience that was not easily noticeable from long training.
From the delicate edges of the stockings and the cool, jade-like skin, a slightly cool and silky temperature emanates, carrying a faint fragrance of earth and grass.
Fim did not speak.
After Mino lay down, he adjusted his sitting position slightly to make it more comfortable for him to rest his head on, and then remained motionless like a wooden doll.
Her breathing was very light, and you could hear the girl's faint heartbeat nearby, steady and regular, like a quiet clock.
"Mino, does that feel good?"
Lowering his head, Fim asked softly.
She naturally reached out her hand, clad in a white lace glove, and gently tidied the stray hairs on Mino's forehead.
"KI~MO~JI~~" Mino was so comfortable that she almost lost her ability to speak.
The clean, sun-kissed scent of Fim's dress wafted from nearby, along with a faint, lily-of-the-valley soap fragrance. A sense of tranquility and peace filled my body, purifying my weariness and restlessness from the depths of my soul, making me unconsciously forget the passage of time.
It's as comforting as lying on a calm, still lake.
"So, Freer, did it work?"
In the cell, Kleinna looked at Freer, who was closely monitoring Mino's condition, and asked softly.
"Hmm, the poison of corruption has indeed produced a reaction, but..." After carefully sensing for a long time, Freer nodded and said, "It's not enough. This hero's desires are far more... unfathomable than those of ordinary humans..."
"It seems that we will have to trouble you, Lord Migo, from now on."
Half an hour later, Mino reluctantly lifted her head from Fim's lap.
Looking at the shadow close to him, Mino yawned, his eyes revealing understanding:
"So, you're next, Knee-Gorge!"
"Idiot, go to hell! It's Migo!" Her golden twin tails bounced angrily.
Migo gritted her teeth and glared at Mino for a long time before turning her head away, crossing her arms and snorting, "Let me make this clear: if it weren't for the fact that your life is in danger, I wouldn't have done this for you!"
"I didn't mean to give you a lap pillow! Humph!"
"You'd better remember the favor this great demon has done you! Do you hear me?!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Mino nodded perfunctorily, then felt a fragrant breeze approaching, carrying the scents of tulips and violets.
An exquisite purple-gold Lolita dress lay scattered on the ground like flowers, swaying gently with her graceful figure.
Migo slightly raised her pale feet. Seeing Mino looking at her, she glared at him fiercely again. Then, she flipped her tender red soles upwards, and knelt on the ground with her long legs crossed under her Lolita dress. The silk fabric of the dress outlined her graceful curves in the light and shadow.
"What are you looking at? It's enough through your skirt! Come here right now!"
Migo's face flushed slightly, and she slapped her thigh forcefully, giving the order.
"Hmph! ...It wasn't specially prepared for you! I just felt sorry for you!"
Before Mino lay down, Migo blushed again and made a statement, as if trying to cover up his mistake.
However, Mino could no longer pay attention to the whispering in her ear. What she felt on her cheek was first the feeling of being enveloped by the fluffy skirt, the layers of fabric as soft as pure clouds... The friction of peeling away the layers of the clouds revealed the youthful and vibrant touch of the girl's thighs emerging from the understated fabric.
Migo sat stiffly, clearly very nervous, and the slight increase in temperature between her skin was transmitted through the fabric.
"Dare to look up at me? I'll kill you! Lie down quietly."
Her proud voice held a hint of shyness. Miguo tried her best to remain still, but the slight trembling still betrayed her embarrassment.
"It's so heavy..." "Don't move!" "Hey, where are you smelling?!"
After Mino lay down, Migo's knees seemed to become exceptionally sensitive. Even the slightest movement of Mino would elicit a slightly flustered gasp from the girl.
But it didn't seem noisy. The lingering scent of shampoo wafted from the tips of her golden hair, and her vibrant, supple thighs resembled a waterbed, the rippling waves constantly smoothing out the wrinkles of her soul.
I'm...I'm going to get hooked...
Mino felt as if she had returned to the rice paddies of Akarin Village in her childhood, with a pleasant breeze carrying a few familiar scents.
"Don't, don't think you've won just like that, you idiot—!"
Migo's soft mutterings rang in my ears.
It feels both distant and close.
After Migo, the desire to activate the Poison of Corruption was still not fully satisfied, but it was not far off.
Finally, it was Kleidina's turn.
After a slight hesitation, Kletina gently lifted her long skirt and slowly walked towards Mino.
Today, the Rose Shadow Demon was dressed in a wine-red rose silk gown, with only a single alluring flower adorning the junction of her right shoulder and collarbone. Kletina walked to the still-warm floor, gracefully crossed her legs and sat down, patting her plump, soft thighs, and gesturing to Mino with her eyes.
"Hero, I don't think you would refuse such torture, would you?"
"Hmph, you're going to use a lap pillow like this to interrogate the hero?"
Mino straightened up instinctively, her tone firm: "Which hero can't withstand such interrogation? I'll show you with my actions!"
With swift and decisive movements, he immediately rested his head on the pillow.
The ultimate softness and warmth immediately enveloped Mino, the sensation spreading from her cheeks to every part of her body. The sexy and alluring rose scent lingered around her nose, seemingly triggering the Rose Shadow Demon's nerve interference ability.
"Hero... how are you feeling?" Kleinna gently lowered her head and asked Mino in his ear.
Warm breaths fell on my face, carrying a faint, intoxicating aroma of wine. It was a feeling that completely enveloped my body and soul, even carrying a touch of maternal love and pampering.
Mino's last line of defense crumbled at this moment. He bent his head and let it hang straight down to the ground through his knee pillow, triggering the instincts that originated from his muscles.
Haaah—!
A powerful suction!
"Ah!" Kleinna's feigned mature voice immediately became violently disordered as she pressed her skirt tightly together in surprise and embarrassment.
The cool air rising from the ground made her cry out unconsciously. Feeling inexplicably ashamed, she regretted it and shoved Mino, who was breathing heavily, but Mino's head seemed to be firmly embedded in her thigh, unable to move an inch!
Kleidina's cheeks were as red as a young girl's, and her voice carried a hint of pleading:
"Hero, please don't do this~—ah!"
Chapter 387 The True Blasphemous Demon: The Fallen Madman - Mino!
Her swan-like white neck trembled and rose, tinged with a hint of peach pink.
Kleiner tried to stop Mino, but her body felt weak and she couldn't push him away no matter what she did.
"Bu Hao!"
With one hand pressed tightly against her fragrant, soft thigh, Mino's eyes widened in surprise, her tone deep and astonished:
"—My brain has been controlled by the poison of corruption!!!"
"Hello--!!!!"
Freer was completely bewildered. His eyes widened, and he trembled with rage: "Don't try to shift the blame onto me at a time like this! Are you trying to ruin me?!?!"
The jet-black wings fluttered wildly in mid-air. Faced with this sudden turn of events, only one thought flashed through Freer's mind: "Pill Spicy!"
He never imagined that this glorious and righteous hero would become so shameless and despicable under his lap! So vulgar?! Where was his moral compass as a human being?!
"Ugh! Oh no, this poison is too potent! I can't control my body anymore!"
Like a drowning person catching their breath at the surface, Mino tilted her head back, gave a heartless explanation, and then quickly sank her head back down, her movements as resolute as if she were about to face death!
"—Don't save me! I can hold on!!!"
"Who the hell cares about you?!" Freer's eyes widened in fury, and despite still being in his benevolent state, he blurted out a curse.
"Who are you trying to fool, you despicable hero?! How could you frame me like this! The corrupting poison is pre-programmed so it won't affect anything other than giving away freebies! Don't use my most powerful plague as a shield for your actions!"
Mino remained silent, only inhaling the turbulent air.
The girl's delicate fragrance wafted into my nose from between her legs, along with a few wisps of milky scent that seemed to linger from when I was preparing milk powder for Mia. The incredibly sweet aroma permeated my soul, bringing me a heavenly experience!
"Hiss... Kletina, you smell so good... Hiss..."
Mino's body writhed on the ground like a maggot.