Chapter 150 Move in!

The elder sister Albedo is elegant and dignified. Her temperament is like that of an aristocratic woman walking out of a classical painting. She is calm and composed in her every move. Her high ponytail is tied into a bun at the back of her head.

The black hip skirt shows off her curvy figure, her straight white shoulders, and her delicate skin.

The younger sister Nicolade is youthful and beautiful, wearing a white suspender skirt. Her calves are tight and strong, and her thighs are long and elastic. She looks like a character from a comic book, cute, charming, playful and sexy.

If we say that just the two of them were setting off each other, it would be like two red flowers bringing out each other's beauty.

Now, these two extremely beautiful and charming women following behind Droste made the passers-by dumbfounded.

"Oh my God, are these two beauties going to see that young noble? Oh my God, I can't stand it!"

"You are young and promising. Such a gorgeous beauty, let me have some fun. What's the harm in living three years less?"

"If you are poor, you play with cars; if you are rich, you play with watches. If you have no money, I will just lie down and enjoy every second of comfort!"

The owner of a small stall nearby supported his chin and pulled it back a little, trying hard to show his masculinity in front of the two beauties, but his bulging beer belly made it difficult for him to raise his head.

The vendors on the other side laughed at him: "Old Cow, can't you see the young nobleman next to you? He's wearing a suit and looks so handsome. How can these two beauties even look at you?"

"That guy is definitely not a noble. He must be something... something... ah! I don't care. He is definitely not the man of these two beauties. How could anyone take these two beauties into his own bed?"

"I don't believe it! I definitely don't believe it!"

"Hehe, sister, did you hear that? They actually said that this damn human landlord is our man. Hahahaha, when we were in our hometown, no one dared to say that."

My younger sister Nicolade smiled very cutely, with squinting eyes, curved eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, forming a pair of charming dimples.

Although her voice was sweet, the calmness and sharpness revealed in her words made people shiver, just like the north wind in winter, biting and direct.

"Okay, let's go see the room."

Albedo didn't care about his sister's words at all. He followed Droste, walking calmly and peacefully.

The gossip around her was not worth her attention at all. She just wanted to find a room, put a table in it, and then quickly create her big table.

Of course, Droste also heard what the person next to him said, but he didn't care. He turned around and smiled faintly.

He just happened to hear his sister Nigret say something that mentioned the word "hometown", so he followed Nigret's topic and said:
"Hometown? I'm actually curious about Miss Nicolede and Miss Albedo's hometowns. Can you tell me about them?"

Hearing this, Nigrede turned around with great interest, her eyes shining sharply as she looked at Droste.

"The story of this hometown is very old. Do you really want to know, Mr. Droste?"

"Be quiet, Nigredo."

The elder sister took two steps forward to block her younger sister's view of Droste.

"Since it's inconvenient, let's not talk about it."

Droste shrugged and said nothing more.

When the three arrived at the store, it was already dark. The street lights nearby were slightly lit up, shining on the road. Because time was tight, Droste didn't say much. He opened the door and let the two sisters in to check. After they nodded in satisfaction, he discussed with them.

Before signing the contract, he checked his system again and found nothing wrong with the system's judgment.

"Shop 102: Elizabeth Albedo"

"Judgment result: the rent is reduced to 1000 gold coins per month."

"Shop No. 102: Deusolbad Nigrede"

"Judgment result: the rent is reduced to 1000 gold coins per month."

Droste looked at the two sisters, pretending to look at them, but actually looking at the light blue system screen. He suddenly realized that the two mothers' names of the two sisters were different.

Elizabeth sounded ordinary, but why did this Diosolbad sound familiar? And the name Diosolbad made Droste feel inexplicably familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

He shook his head and didn't pursue the matter further, but nodded politely to express his welcome.

"Then welcome both of you to join the shop, congratulations."

Miss Albedo looked around the shop with a smile on her face. She nodded slightly at Droste and smiled. There was an indescribable charm in her smile, as if it could reach people's hearts.

"Thank you for providing such favorable conditions and opportunities."

The slight smile on the corner of his mouth was like a spell that directly struck Droste's mind.

However, the light golden energy in Droste's right eye suddenly surged, and he felt dizzy for a moment, but he soon regained consciousness.

"Ah... You're welcome. Then Miss Albedo, Miss Nicoled, you can move in first. Have you signed the documents?"

Droste became slightly alert and pointed to the paper contract on the table in the shop, then crossed his fingers and held it in front of him.

"Yes... I'll be right there." Miss Albedo responded. She bent down slightly and stroked the black hair beside her ears, her movements graceful and natural. She walked to the table, carefully read the contents of the contract, and then took out a pen to sign.

The slight bend of her waist created a strong enough visual impact on the tight skirt on Miss Albedo. The hem of the skirt swayed gently with her movements, and the folds on the skirt formed a dynamic beauty visually.

Rich and graceful.

Miss Albedo didn't seem to care about the effect of this action.

Droste's eyes inadvertently followed the folds of the hip skirt and he discovered a fact that surprised him a little - this was a completely vacuum environment.

Are today's editors-in-chief so free and unrestrained?

Droste touched his nose, said nothing more, and unconsciously shifted his gaze away.

But Niguled grinned, revealing two sharp fangs.

She came closer to Droste with some excitement and whispered in his ear: "How is it? Do you like it?"

(End of this chapter)