Bernadette sat on Droste's bed in a duck-like posture, the excitement in her heart gushing out like a spring that had just burst.

"Young Master... Lord Droste."

The feeling of relaxation and blank mind made Bernadette unable to suppress the desire deep in her heart. She wanted to hug her little master Droste and ask him to reward her over and over again.

Again, again, more! More!
"Um, what? What's going on?"

Drost had no idea that deep down in her heart, Bernadette had already regarded herself as an unyielding ox. He patted Bernadette's body and said, "If you have nothing to do, don't be in a daze. Let's go. We have something to do today."

"Are you leaving now? Do you want to play for a while longer and satisfy me again..." Bernadette looked at Droste with twinkling eyes, her face full of infatuation and madness, and her pink heart was about to burst out.

But it was useless, Bernadette was ruthlessly rejected by Droste.

"You still have to go to class. That's enough."

"Okay... then this... is for you..." Bernadette's tone was a little disappointed. She held on and handed him the cream-colored Chinese textbook in her palm.

"Ding, the intelligentization has been completed."

"This prop has seven in number and can control seven ports."

When he saw this thing for the first time and heard the prompt sound of the intelligent completion in his mind, the corners of Droste's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Isn't this pushing me towards evil? I am going to be the rent collector, how can I do such an evil thing?

"drop!"

"Buzz..." An almost inaudible sound rang out, and Bernadette's body trembled again. She put one hand on her thigh and looked up at Droste with difficulty. The latter stiffly took back the bottle cap-like thing in his palm and smiled slightly with some embarrassment.

"Accidental touch, accidental touch..."

"Okay... young master." Bernadette retracted her gaze, raised her chin slightly, and there was fanaticism in her eyes.

The feeling of anticipation in her heart became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to devour her. The happy feeling from the secretion of dopamine made Bernadette even want to abandon everything else and sink into it again.

"But it's okay, young master. I'm fine. I just wasn't used to it just now."

Bernadette suddenly raised her head and met Droste's eyes.

Droste, who had originally planned to just give it a try, was suddenly speechless. He had expected Bernadette's reaction to be like this, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

As expected, he still underestimated Bernadette's learning ability.

Droste came back to his senses, weighed the Chinese textbook in his palm, touched his nose, and said unhappily.

"Let's talk about it next time. I have to go to school first."

Droste ruthlessly refused and glanced at Bernadette, who was sitting on the bed with a blushing and cute face.

Just like a blooming rose, fresh and charming.

"Well... okay, then let's go now, young master, and go to school." "Well, let's go."

Droste stuffed the Chinese textbook into his pocket, helped Bernadette slowly put on her going-out clothes, and walked out of Droste's room.

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Sitting in the carriage, the carriage moved forward slowly, and the tall white horse hooves made crisp sounds as they stepped on the small stone road.

Droste leaned against the seat of the carriage, pretending to rest with his eyes closed, his hands in his pockets, with the switch of the Chinese language book in his palms.

Bernadette, who was sitting next to him, saw that the young master was resting and did not disturb him. Droste then had time to check the prop.

His consciousness shifted slightly, and then he immersed himself in his system. This intelligent prop became a 3D model in his mind, which could be dragged and enlarged at will.

And the most important thing is that this thing can actually be copied. It was said that there was only one, but in fact there are seven in the whole set.

And these seven magical props, in Droste's life, besides the seven days of the week, also represent Droste's several tenants and two lovely ones.

People are really smart when it comes to love. Is this the development caused by human desires?
Droste complained silently, and moved his consciousness to gently touch the copy button.

The Chinese textbook in Droste's hand also changed shape slowly under the influence of the system, becoming something like a second-order Rubik's Cube.

However, only seven faces of this second-order Rubik's Cube lit up, and the remaining faces were pure white.

"The remaining pure white... does the system want me to collect all the color blocks?" Droste stroked the second-order Rubik's Cube with his hand and complained silently.

"But maybe I can give some away. Since there are seven copies of this item, why not give them to my seven tenants? They will still be useful when the time comes."

Droste bent his fingers, thought about where they belonged, and found that they matched perfectly.

His own tenants included four people, Mrs. Isabel, Phoenix, and the two sisters Nicolaide.

In addition, Bernadette, who was sitting next to Droste, would have continued to cling to him if he had not pretended to be asleep.

In addition to Bernadette, there are two teachers in the school who are eyeing her covetously. One of them wants to suck her blood, and the other dreams of wrapping herself in the teacher's cocoon and taking her home directly.

There are exactly seven of these people. I have to say, it seems like a coincidence that the system just calculated this step.

Moreover, Droste just saw Bernadette's crazy and ecstatic look, and he didn't know whether Mrs. Isabel would like it. Thinking of Mrs. Isabel's soft look, Droste's heart was throbbing, and after the dance today, he also arranged such a gift for Mrs. Isabel.

Droste let out a long sigh and regained his calm. His thoughts had been affected. He even had some doubts in his heart whether it was Nicole's thoughts that were causing trouble.

As he was thinking, the carriage bumped forward. The morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled into the interior of the carriage, forming soft beams of light.

Bernadette pursed her lips and sighed in relief.

The young master is really not strong enough. It makes me want to figure out where the magical props came from! (End of this chapter)