Chapter 120: Hands on the Conference Table [Part ]

The more people there were, the more exciting Bernadette felt.

Looking at the people under the Student Union, he found that they were all student union members that he was very familiar with, and they also had considerable family influence in Monk City, although not as much as the Fast family.

If they discovered my secret, the consequences...

Bernadette couldn't help but shudder, her heart was overwhelmed by two mixed emotions.

One is one's own identity and family domain, and the other is one's own desire, the desire to be treated and valued.

"Did you hear that? President Bernadette said not to be in a daze. Some of you must have not been paying attention to what President Bernadette said.

That’s why President Bernadette stopped and reminded you not to do this again next time.”

While Bernadette was still thinking, Irene stood up and patted her desk.

Everyone booed and didn't dare to say anything.

"Maybe someone is really in a daze. Never mind. Let's listen carefully and not upset President Bernadette again."

"Yes Yes."

After hearing what Irene said and seeing everyone below looking at her with serious expressions, Bernadette took two deep breaths.

She tensed her thighs, and tried to bring her smooth, white thighs together, trying to use her body temperature to evaporate the sweat on her body.

Then he sorted out his thoughts and began to talk about the problem seriously.

After she finished her speech, many student union members below began to speak. Bernadette propped up her chin and looked at the people below in boredom.

Student union members spoke one after another, and President Bernadette, who had always been very interested in and committed to the development of the student union, felt a little bored this time.

Do you want to do it again...

As she thought this, she turned around and looked at Droste who was beside her.

Droste was leaning back in his chair in a daze. Because the podium was slightly higher than the conference table, no one could see Droste's movements. They could only see President Bernadette looking closely at the people on the field.

At this time, Droste was so bored that he opened the system in his mind to check it.

"Host: Simpson Droste Primo
Intelligence: 7+1 (Physical enhancement also helps learning ability.)
Stamina: 5+2 (You don’t exercise often, so you can use potions to improve your stamina.)
Endurance: 5+2 (Purely based on your endurance, but it is increased by potions.)
Charm: 8+0 (Your charm is almost irresistible to the opposite sex.)
Magic power: 0 (Konjac? What Konjac?)"

【Gold coins: 419298 gold coins.】

Points: 2000 points
Props: Invisibility Holy Water*1, Gender Change Potion*2.

Voucher: 4】

[Eyeball of the Bocaster Water Fairy]

[The Favor of the Wind Fairy] [Not Enshrined]

【Master Skill Template】

Seeing that the Favor of the Wind Fairy below was in an unconsecrated state, Droste became a little nervous.

The stockings with garters that Mrs. Isabel had specially given him had been torn into holes by him, making it inconvenient to offer them as an offering.

It seems that I have to find other ways. If it doesn't work, I will go to see Teacher Ilinal.

"Young Master...?"

After hearing what President Bernadette said, Droste came to his senses and saw her biting her lips, with a charming aura on her face.

The bottom two buttons of Bai Jie's shirt had been gently unbuttoned, revealing her flat abdomen and small belly button.

It was the first time he had seen such fair skin, and Droste couldn't help but sigh that she was worthy of being the eldest daughter of a noble family.

Even the color of the skin is not natural to the elves.

Even unlike the perfect elf's skin color, Bernadette's skin looks more youthful and healthy.

"What's wrong?" Droste asked in a low voice, but looking at the girl's lustful face, he knew what she was thinking without saying anything.

"Just..." Bernadette didn't say much. She grabbed Droste's hand, wrapped it around her slender waist, and then gently lifted the hem of her white shirt.

"I want to be punished..."

What a troublesome girl. All the saving and such is really tiring and hard.

Droste reached out his hand, grabbed the girl's delicate heart from under her shirt and gently comforted her.

……

“Um…ah.”

The Minister of Literature and Art was speaking when he suddenly heard President Bernadette say something on the podium.

The Minister of Culture and Arts immediately turned his face towards the podium, lowered his head slightly and stared at the bottom of the podium.

"Excuse me, President Bernadette, are you dissatisfied with me in any way? Please point it out to me! I will definitely correct it!"

Bernadette lowered her head and felt the hand beneath her shirt, soothing her heart. The familiar touch made her already sensitive body even more flushed.

The fair skin is covered with peach-colored spots, which is very attractive. The face is also flushed, starting to feel hot, and the body is becoming weak.

Hearing what the Minister of Literature and Art said, she subconsciously waved her hand and was about to speak.

Suddenly, he was attacked by Droste again, and the words he had just spoken turned into a very sticky hum.

"Huh... um..."

"..."

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into President Bernadette's eyes.

It was the first time they heard President Bernadette's groan mixed with pain. She must be very dissatisfied with the work of the Minister of Culture and Art.

The Minister of Culture and Art was extremely panicked. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he stood there alone.

How to do how to do.

My student union career may be coming to an end.

Droste looked at the reaction and realized that the problem could not be solved without letting Bernadette say a few words, so he gently released his index finger and thumb and gave up the gentle twisting and kneading movements.

It must be said that the girl's delicate skin is very sensitive, and such a relaxed movement can be noticed clearly.

It was like an electric shock.

"Well... ahem... actually it's nothing. I just wanted to remind the Arts Department to prepare for the performances recently. Remember to give 200% effort in the competition next week."

As if she had taken a deep breath, Bernadette spoke again.

"Nothing else, just keep talking, I'll listen."

"Yes! Thank you for your tolerance, President."

The Minister of Literature and Art let out a long sigh and continued to read his manuscript, and everyone relaxed.

"Young Master... continue..."

Bernadette quickly held down the warm hand that was about to slip away from her body, and licked her lips with some satisfaction.

Her red lips were slightly parted and her breathing was slightly rapid.

"Not enough..."

Droste's brows twitched, and without saying much, his methods became particularly rough.

It’s not enough, you jerk.

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