She put down her towel, pinched his chin, and looked him over.
Not only Samuel, but even she herself was slightly stunned.
"You have a very good-looking face." She raised her eyebrows in admiration. "Only with this look can you stand beside the princess."
She loosened her grip, the restraints released.
Samuel took a step back, his breathing ragged.
The place she had just touched felt like it was on fire, igniting a strange feeling, strange and restless, flowing through the blood vessels.
He stared at her intently.
The moment he met her gaze, he turned away in embarrassment.
Shen Zhiyi lowered his gaze.
"Do you want to clean the rest of the area yourself, or do you want the princess to help you?"
Samuel's cheeks flushed, and he snatched the handkerchief from her hand, "No need for your hypocrisy!"
Shen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the inner hall.
She wasn't worried at all that he'd run away.
The ability levels in this world, from strong to weak, are SSS, SS, S, A, B, and C.
Samus's current ability is only B.
It couldn't be more ordinary, and I could only protect myself.
Not even her maid could compare to hers.
At least they still have A.
If he ran out, he would probably be caught before he even left the hall.
In addition, there is a contractual relationship between her and Samuel. If he leaves her more than a certain distance without her permission, he will immediately be attacked by her power.
In mild cases, the patient will suffer severe pain all over the body, and in severe cases, the patient may die.
Therefore, he can only act within the scope allowed by himself.
However, in order to awaken his ancient bloodline and gain his loyalty, she will help him improve his ability level.
Keep improving your SSS, even... until your talent is awakened.
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㣉Night.
Samus lay on the cold bed in the outer hall, his whole body tense.
Her scent is everywhere here.
At night, the sweet fragrance became even stronger, stirring his blood and making it impossible to sleep.
He was on guard, fearing that she would suddenly change her mind and order him to be thrown into the dungeon and tortured.
At the same time, I couldn't help but smell it and indulge in it.
Samuel was tortured.
He threw off the quilt and stood up, like a shadow, sliding silently into the inner hall.
Under the moonlight, Shen Zhiyi lay facing him sideways, her sleeping face peaceful.
She seemed to be in a beautiful dream, completely defenseless.
The calm face of the day now took off the defensive and arrogant shell, revealing a bit of cuteness.
The more Samuel looked at her face, the more hateful it seemed to him.
Why?
Why was he suffering so much while she slept so soundly? !
He moved closer to the bed.
The moonlight stretched his body.
The cold snake's tail stretched out silently, like a shadow, sliding silently across the quilt.
Slowly wrapped around her ankles.
The moment their skin touched, he sighed a little.
His eyes were cold, and he stared at Shen Zhiyi's face as if he were an enemy.
But the snake's tail wrapped around her ankle stuck to her delicate skin, entwining and rubbing against it uncontrollably.
She smells so good...and so smooth...
The milky fragrance of gardenia made his heart flutter.
Why her?
The violence and desire in my heart are intertwined.
Samuel's Adam's apple rolled deeply.
His gaze gradually became sticky and dark, sliding slowly across her slightly pouting lips and her slender, snow-white neck.
At this moment, Shen Zhiyi turned over unintentionally.
She pushed the quilt aside, revealing a large area of smooth calf skin.
She moved again, and the hem of her skirt rolled up higher.
Samuel's breath caught.
As if being scalded, he suddenly let go of the snake's tail and retreated to the outer hall.
In the dark.
He fell onto the bed, gasping for breath.
Closing my eyes, all I could think about was her warm body temperature and the lingering scent of her skin.
The wound that had just healed was now filled with unbearable numbness and itching.
On the big bed in the inner hall.
Shen Zhiyi slowly opened his eyes.
Her eyes lazily swept over her ankle that had just been wrapped, and a very faint curve appeared at the corner of her lips.
The first step, 㵕㰜.
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