Eros turned his head stiffly and laughed dryly a few times. Fortunately, he didn't shout out just now, otherwise he would have been killed.

Irina's nose twitched again, and then she seemed to react and two blushes appeared on her face.

Biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, Irina looked at Eros, who was leaning against the head of the bed and fidgeting a little. Her eyes were a little complicated, and she said hesitantly:

"Actually...if you want to, there are maids outside, so there's no need to use...just use your hands."

She seemed to have made up her mind to say the last few words.

What the hell?

Eros was stunned for a moment. Did she think she was just performing traditional crafts? But didn't she know about the existence of the strange girl? Or did she not think about it in that way?

Eros coughed dryly, but did not explain. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "You and Lady Florica..."

At this point, Eros suddenly realized that he didn't know how to start this new topic.

Fortunately, Irina understood what he meant and nodded. After a moment of silence, she said, "We're done."

The topic came to a halt, and Eros didn't know what to say, and the room fell silent.

After a long while, Irina turned her eyes away and said in a complicated tone:

“She was terrified that she was going to get old.”

"I'll do my best!" Eros promised.

"Thank you!" Irina turned her face, looked at Eros with her beautiful eyes, and whispered two words.

Eros smiled and said, "Do we still need to talk about this? If Lady Florica wants, I can give her a cup of blood that has been decontaminated."

"Besides, you can let her soak in the bathtub more. Its effect may not be much worse than my blood."

Irina looked at Eros with her beautiful eyes for a long time before she nodded gently and responded in a soft voice:

"Yeah! But don't worry, it will be the same if you give it to me tomorrow."

"Okay!" Eros nodded and agreed.

Then the room fell silent again. After a long while, Irina suddenly said something that surprised Eros:

"Can I know what you are wearing on Master Qiling's legs?"

Eros was shocked. This was the point that interested him. He immediately pulled Irina aside and started talking nonstop with excitement:

"Let me tell you, those are called stockings. Stockings can be divided into black stockings, white stockings, lace stockings, fishnet stockings, gradient stockings..."

Looking at Eros's excited expression, Irina nodded thoughtfully while listening.

…

The next day, Eros looked at Irina's long legs with a dazed expression.

Irina's pretty face turned red when she was looked at. She bent her straight and round legs uneasily, and her voice trembled:

"The black silk you're talking about is... this kind?"

"Excellent! How did you do that?"

Eros was a little amazed. Irina's legs were already slender and white, and with the black stockings and the slight fleshiness of her thighs, it was really amazing.

Irina replied shyly, "I asked Master Qiling for advice last night."

"I didn't!" Barbara denied it directly in Eros' mind.

As expected, it has to be Barbara. She is worthy of being Barbara.

But when will they be able to communicate behind my back? But it doesn't matter, it's just a flash of thought, and Eros put it behind his mind.

Just for the black silk, Eros bled extremely efficiently this morning. He was even worried that it was not enough, so he added one more cup.

Seeing Irina taking the blood, Eros entered his soul space directly, and laughed strangely at Barbara who had an unnatural expression in front of him:

"You said you don't understand, and you only know how to do white silk, but don't you know a lot~"

"It wasn't me. She came up with it herself. I just provided a method on how to condense the spirit into clothes, and a little bit of advice."

When she mentioned "a little bit", Barbara gestured with her white and tender fingers.

Eros naturally nodded repeatedly. He understood. He knew it was just the universe.

Looking at Eros who clearly didn't believe her, Barbara suddenly felt annoyed.

I forgot to tell Irina last night not to mention my name.

…

After Irina handed the things to her mother and returned to the hall, she was surrounded by Undine and Sylvie.

Undine was a little curious about what Irina was wearing on her legs, and while Silvia was curious, she also found business opportunities in it.

The two of them immediately pulled Irina aside and started asking her questions. Looking at her elder and younger sisters in front of her, Irina had no choice but to tell them the origin of the stockings on her legs.

After learning that this thing was thought up by Eros, Undine gritted her teeth secretly. This bastard was hiding it from her.

Sylvie's eyes were shining. She came directly to Eros' door, opened it and went in. Undine and Irina followed Sylvie in.

Their hurried movements startled Eros, who was getting dressed with the help of Julia.

Before he could ask, Xi Wei'er took the initiative to ask: "Did you make Irina's stockings?"

Eros thought about it and thought, there seemed to be no such thing as stockings in this world, so it should be okay to say that he made them himself, right?

Thinking of this, he nodded hesitantly: "Well...right!"

"Do you have any other samples?" Xi Wei'er asked.

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