"The taste is pretty good, I'm very satisfied!"

"That's what Ellen said, as she finally managed to get off Fagar," she said.

She then habitually patted her maid's skirt and suddenly felt it was much heavier. She twisted it hard, and a lot of water gushed out.

"Tsk!"

When she was enjoying herself, she thought it was fun, but now that she'd calmed down, Ellen realized how incredibly troublesome it was to be completely soaked.

My clothes felt at least five pounds heavier and sticky. Water had seeped into my stockings and into my shoes. Every time I twisted my toes, they felt strange, and they would stick to my shoes.

"Serves you right for rushing over regardless of the occasion! Honestly, you're soaking wet from head to toe."

Seeing Ellen's strange expression, Fagga couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks, then gave a wry laugh and unconsciously put his right hand on his left shoulder.

That's where Ellen just bit me.

Although it has now recovered, there is not a single scar left.

Eileen's bite was really vicious; her teeth had gone deep into the bone, and just thinking about it makes me feel a stinging pain.

Shaking his head, Fagga got up from the ground and looked around, searching for his deacon's coat that he had thrown into the water.

Ellen blushed slightly and subconsciously wanted to cross her arms over her chest, but only when the skin on her arms touched the softness of her chest did she realize that she was already soaked.

Right beneath her feet was the shimmering water, and by the moonlight, Ellen could see herself clearly.

Because the clothes were completely soaked, the several pieces of clothing underneath were all stuck together, and a glimpse of snow-white skin was faintly visible through the black maid skirt on the outside.

Furthermore, Victoria Housekeeping's clothes are always very figure-hugging, and they look even hotter when wet.

Eileen cupped her pretty face in her hands, and her face gradually warmed up.

The lazy little fish suddenly discovered that the wrinkles that rose up after the clothes got wet were so tempting.

It's like a sign in front of a C-level scenic spot, joyfully telling Fagga just how adorable her child is.

ah! ! !

Eileen suddenly hugged her chest tightly, reason swirling in her eyes. Only afterward did she realize her own arousal, and she let out a cute moan in her heart.

So this is what my body is like?

Will Fagga find out?

He probably didn't notice...

He probably didn't notice?

He probably didn't notice!

"What's wrong?"

While wringing out the water from his butler's coat, Fagga suddenly heard Ellen's mournful cry and asked with concern.

"fine!!!"

Eileen, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, let out a scream that sounded like a thief, and then twisted her body away as if she were doing something wrong.

Love gives you too little adrenaline and too much timidity.

Just moments ago, Eileen had brazenly pounced on Fagga, pressing her body against him and demanding bites and nibbles. Now, she was more timid than anyone else, her face flushing crimson all the way to her ears, and even steam was rising from her head.

Faga's suspicions deepened, and he stepped through the water, wanting to see what was wrong with Ellen.

No, that won't do! I need to come up with an excuse!

Eileen knew that her reason had been stretched to its limit, and every time Fagga parted the water, it was like plucking that string.

If this continues, Eileen's sanity will collapse sooner or later!

Feeling immense pressure, Ellen quickly asked, "Faga, don't you think it's cold in the water?"

Upon hearing this, Fagga immediately stopped and looked Ellen up and down. Ellen seemed to have realized what was happening and quickly pretended to tremble.

Fagga believed it to be true and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"It's alright, and are Shark-like people afraid of the cold?"

"Sharks are human too, okay?!"

Eileen almost shouted it out, wanting to turn around and argue with Fagga, but the sudden chill brought her back to her senses as she twisted her savage waist, and she quickly turned back, muttering:

Anyway, let's find a warm place quickly.

"Oh, okay."

Fagga seemed to have discovered something, his eyes gleaming.

He didn't say anything, but continued walking towards Ellen.

Upon hearing the sound, Eileen immediately tensed up.

I wanted to stop it, but my mind went completely blank.

I wanted to escape, but my calves felt like they were filled with lead.

Just listen quietly, and Fagga's heartbeat gets closer and closer. On the still, stagnant pool, the sound of his heartbeat is a new source.