Chapter 167 Licking Goat Milk
Droste swung his palm and hit the kitten on the hind leg.

"There's no goat's milk for naughty kittens."

The threatening words were spoken, but Droste saw that the kitten was still swaying from side to side excitedly, shaking her little body, and was still starting to do bad things.

It seems that you are never satisfied.

Droste's palms gradually became stronger, and the kitten trembled all over.

The black hair partially concealed the feel of his hand, so Droste reached out and gently patted the back of the cat's thigh.

"The kitten is still quite naughty. I should have gotten a puppy earlier."

As he said this, Droste did not stop his hands and tapped the kitten's tailbone with his fingers.

The empty sound of "thump thump thump" echoed with the snapping and somewhat sticky sound of rain outside, interweaving together.

The rain was drizzling outside, and the Student Union Office was filled with warmth.

The kitten was also a little tired from playing, and leaned on Droste's legs. Its soft body rose and fell with the beating of its heart, and it trembled slightly.

Droste then reached out his hand and stroked the kitten from the top of its head to the back of its thighs.

Droste also observed the kitten's tail and found that there was no tail at the coccyx area.

"What a pity, it's still a tailless cat. When can I see a kitten with a long tail? It's really lamentable."

Droste stroked the soft fur and complained about the kitten's shortcomings.

Feeling that the kitten was trying to struggle again, Droste slapped it rhythmically.

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The kitten became quiet.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually became louder, and the crackling raindrops began to fall violently, hitting the window with a crisp sound.

The intensifying rain made the originally calm night sky noisy. Raindrops slid down the glass windows, forming flowing water marks.

Watching the rain outside getting heavier, Droste couldn't help but frown. It would be inconvenient to go home later.

Just then, the kitten rubbed against him affectionately, and then lowered its head to lick the lid of the goat milk bottle.

It seems that this brand of goat milk is pretty good, and the kittens like to drink it very much.

Thinking this, Droste picked up the bottle of goat milk.

"Ah, it's raining heavily. Let's feed the kittens and go back early."

Having said that, Droste started to move, holding the bottle of goat's milk in one hand and gently pressing the kitten's head with the other.

The kitten actually eats quite slowly. It looks around and goes to other places while eating. This is a bad behavior.

Droste felt that he should correct him.

Holding the bottle in one hand and gently pressing the kitten's head with the other, Droste began feeding the kitten.

The kitten also understood some human nature and knew that time was running out, so it sucked the goat milk in the bottle even harder.

……

"Meow~"

The kitten licked the corner of its mouth in satisfaction, and Droste happened to see it. He was about to reach out to wipe the goat milk on the kitten's face, but the kitten stretched out its pink slug-like tongue and gently licked it off.

Then the kitten let out a satisfied call, and its whole body showed a happy emotion.

"Okay, take a good rest now that you're full." Droste said, holding the kitten and putting it on the sofa. The soft color of the sofa formed a sharp contrast with the kitten's fair skin.

Of course, the stimulation of redness is also indispensable.

The kitten circled around Droste's legs somewhat reluctantly, then squatted silently on the sofa, looking at Droste sensibly.

"Bernadette? Where are you?"

Droste stood up and called out Bernadette's name, then watched Bernadette appear in front of him.

"What's wrong……"

Bernadette, who was a little tired but very excited, opened her eyes slightly and looked at Droste.

His face was slightly flushed and his breathing was a little rapid, causing his curvy figure to rise and fall constantly, attracting the attention of Droste, who was enjoying the exclusive pleasure of the office.

The confused glances in his eyes slowly moved over, and his fanatical and blurred gaze could not be concealed at all.

The short, neat black hair was scattered on the forehead, with a few beads of sweat on it.

"Nothing, I just fed the kitten goat's milk. I don't know if you saw it."

Droste calmed her emotions, and as if he was dissatisfied, he slowly reached down and grasped Bernadette's heart.

"Well, I saw a kitten..."

Recalling what she had just seen, Bernadette licked the corner of her mouth excitedly, and her pink tongue flashed by.

"The young master is really patient. He is willing to teach a cute little kitten to perform cruel hunting activities. He is worthy of being called a young master."

"This is to let the kitten learn hunting skills in advance. I can't always teach it to you."

Droste rubbed Bernadette's head. Her delicate face was slightly flushed. Droste looked at her with a squinting look and stroked her collarbone with his hand.

"Every time, the owner is the one who teaches. Don't you think this little kitty is a little unqualified?"

"Well... it's a little unqualified."

Bernadette gritted her teeth, let out a slight tremor, and then nodded seriously.

"so?"

Droste asked as he gripped the smooth girl's skin.

"So...I will try my best."

Bernadette tilted her neck to look at Droste, her eyes full of blurry and watery luster.

"Well, that's fine."

Droste squeezed it hard, then slowly withdrew his hand.

……

With the warm light in the student union president's office, Droste lay on the sofa and rested for a while, waiting for the rain outside to gradually subside.

President Bernadette also sat back at her desk and began to work attentively. Her serious and solemn expression, coupled with her exquisite face, made her look very cold and aloof. She was completely the most untouchable flower of the Aretes Royal Academy.

Perhaps sensing Droste's gaze, President Bernadette raised her head and responded to Droste's gaze.

She tilted her head, her rosy lips slightly opened, and a pink slug stretched out and licked her own teeth and lips.

Then President Bernadette stopped and mouthed something to Droste.

With his observation ability far superior to that of ordinary people, Droste clearly noticed her lip shape and imagined it in his mind.

(End of this chapter)