But the two people in the fitting room were startled, and the atmosphere became extremely tense. Droste's breath perception didn't even detect Phoenix's approach.

The passionate kiss made him forget to explore the surrounding environment and only focus on the soft jade-like elf lady in front of him.

Mrs. Isabel, the person involved, was even more nervous, her whole body tense.

Oops!

Mrs. Isabel's heart suddenly shuddered, but she forgot that Droste was still struggling.

At that moment, it was as if he was rushed into a sewer. The twists and turns and the squeezing feeling made him feel dizzy, causing Droste's heartbeat to accelerate suddenly and blood to rush through his veins.

It feels so oppressive...Mrs. Isabel...

Droste tried to calm down for a while, then gently patted Mrs. Isabel's shoulder and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't worry, she won't notice."

After saying that, Droste waved his hand gently, and a breeze began to dissipate the smell of the fitting room, so that Phoenix could no longer smell it.

"Hmm..." Mrs. Isabel nodded, trying hard to control her expression, suppressing the uncontrollable upward movement of the corners of her mouth and the desire to move in her heart.

She suppressed her voice and tried to keep her breathing steady. In the small fitting room, the temperature was actually quite high, causing Mrs. Isabel to sweat profusely.

Especially at this time, Phoenix came to look for Mrs. Isabel. The nervousness of being discovered made her body tense and her toes grip the ground.

Her brain was almost blank again. The physical fatigue, the distribution of dopamine, and the mental urgency and tension made Mrs. Isabel even forget to breathe.
"Miss Isabel? Are you in there?"

The nervous feeling even made Mrs. Isabel forget to reply. Phoenix's voice was getting closer and closer, as if she could feel her footsteps getting closer.

"Answer her. Don't be nervous."

Droste gently stroked Mrs. Isabel's back, soothing her emotions and caressing her delicate skin.

"Ah... I'm here. What's wrong, Phoenix..."

Mrs. Isabel tried her best to control her breathing, clenched her teeth, and then spoke slowly so that no one could hear anything unusual.

"Ah, that's right, Miss Isabel, have you seen Droste? I've been looking for him for a long time."

"Oh, that's not right. You were in the fitting room, how could you see him? Do you know where he went?"

Phoenix touched the ears on her head, stuck out her tongue and smiled, and asked curiously.

Mrs. Isabel was about to answer when Droste reached out and secretly hugged her.

"Ah... cough cough."

Droste's fingers attacked Mrs. Isabel's heart, soothing her heart in her side.

The sensory stimulation at that moment was so intense that Mrs. Isabel couldn't help but scream out loud.

There was no way. Mrs. Isabel was already tense, and she couldn't resist such a stimulating feeling. Her rosy lips opened slightly and she let out a few cries.

"What happened to Mrs. Isabel? She suddenly..."

Phoenix was a little startled, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, pricked up her pointed ears, and asked with some concern.

"Nothing... nothing, I just bumped into something by accident..."

"A rather strange thing..."

Mrs. Isabel suppressed her urge to release, gritted her teeth, and turned back to glare at Droste. But Droste just smiled decently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and his eyes clear.

An expression that said, "It's very strange, I don't know what happened, do you know?"

This kind of mischievous thing, obviously Mrs. Isabel likes it very much...

Droste felt the violent heartbeat in his palm, which was transmitted through the thick barrier, and he secretly complained in his heart.

"Oh...oh." Phoenix nodded in confusion. "Droste brought me here just now and then left. I don't know what happened." Mrs. Isabel continued, her voice inevitably trembling.

Droste paused for a moment, then made a new move.

Mrs. Isabel had no choice but to lean her thighs back and try to use her weight to control Droste's movements, but in Droste's eyes, this action was a completely greedy act of demand.

After all, the Elf Lady was so proactive, and Droste felt that he had to help.

"Oh, I see. Okay, I'll look for it again."

"Um……"

Feeling that Phoenix was about to leave, Mrs. Isabel's heart slowly relaxed, but who knew that Phoenix would come back and continue to ask.

"Oh, by the way, what do you think of Miss Isabel's black dress? Does it fit her?"

"Ah~ It's... It's not bad, it's still quite suitable... Hmm..."

Mrs. Isabel bit her tongue gently, trying to make herself more awake and not let the secretion of dopamine in her brain swallow her up completely.

"Oh, so when will Mrs. Isabel be ready to change? I'll wait for you for a while."

"No...no need!" Mrs. Isabel quickly rejected Phoenix's request. Droste, who was standing by, seemed to get excited when he heard this, and smelled the scent of Mrs. Isabel with evil taste.

"I...I'll be changed soon. You don't have to wait for me. You can go outside and take a look at the clothes outside."

Mrs. Isabel felt that her throat could no longer hold back the wanton sound, and it was impossible for her to let Phoenix wait by her side!

"Oh alright then..." Phoenix responded, moving slowly again.

It’s time to leave. It’s finally time to leave.

Mrs. Isabel's body softened and she almost fell into Droste's arms. The tingling feeling was almost unbearable to suppress!

"Wait... I have one more thing!!"

"Uh... um... ah... what... what's wrong, Phoenix..." Mrs. Isabel's body was shaking constantly, and the slightly trembling facial skin was because of the voice that could not be suppressed and because of her clenched teeth.

Phoenix looked back again, and Mrs. Isabel finally couldn't hold on any longer. She squeezed her legs together and tried to keep herself steady.

"Ms. Isabel, what do you think of...Droste?"

"Droste... I'm fine. Why... did Phoenix ask that?" Mrs. Isabel controlled her tone and asked patiently.

"Um-no...it's okay."

Phoenix pondered for a moment, wondering whether to tell Mrs. Isabel about this.

But after thinking about it for a while, she decided to secretly keep this matter to herself.

After all, Mrs. Isabel seemed to have a good relationship with Droste, and the three of them were very good friends, and Phoenix didn't want to destroy the relationship between them.

And for some reason, Miss Isabel seemed a little busy, as if the black dress was difficult to wear. Although she didn't know the reason, the simple Phoenix didn't plan to think too much, but put her energy and brainpower into the theater later.

"I'm going to go shopping for a while, Miss Isabel."

"it is good……"

Miss Isabel responded in a low and weak voice, and then there was no more talking in the fitting room, only a few suppressed voices of Droste and slight hums.

If Phoenix turned around at this moment, squatted down, and narrowed her light green eyes.

His sharp eyes glanced at the bottom of the wooden door of the fitting room.

She could clearly see that in the fitting room, there was a pair of white, tender and plump legs kneeling on the floor, with some traces of another person on those thighs, which looked very strange and made people think deeply. (End of this chapter)