Looking at the girl Bernadette's pretending to forceful eyes and that humiliated expression, in fact the pink hearts flashing in her eyes were about to devour Droste bit by bit.

Biting her lower lip and pulling at Droste's sleeve, Bernadette seemed to be saying that she would never give in, but in reality she was saying, come on, I can't stand it anymore.

Droste was fully aware of her routine and knew what she was going to fart as soon as she stuck her butt out.

Droste pointed to the black headset hanging on his right ear, smiled and whispered: "Bernadette, aren't you afraid that this sound will get out? If that happens, your reputation will be ruined."

"Your reputation will be ruined, and it will also affect your family."

But looking at Bernadette's current state, she is probably extremely hungry. After all, being a kitten is not what Bernadette wants to do, and begging for punishment is what she wants.

Unsurprisingly, Bernadette didn't care for this at all.

"Student Droste, I didn't expect you to be so despicable that you like to punish me in front of everyone..." Bernadette licked her rosy lips and pressed her body closer to him. The faint girlish fragrance on her body, combined with the woody flavor of the Modo white tea popular among the nobles, made people smell relaxed and happy.

"But my reputation will never change because of this. No matter what bad things you do, I will not give in."

"You... just come over here!"

A few black lines floated across Droste's forehead. If he could transform his fighting spirit into a horse, he would directly release the fighting spirit horse towards Bernadette.

But since President Bernadette didn't care at all, Droste decided to play with her.

Because the equipment room needs someone to sit in this place for a long time to debug the equipment and monitor the system, the configuration of this place is still very good. For example, the big chair under Droste's butt is exactly the same as the chair that Garces sat next to him just now.

The comfortable backrest and the seat can even lie down more than 45°. It is made of solid walnut wood and matched with comfortable and soft linen and velvet to add softness and comfort.

Droste reached out and adjusted the back of the chair, leaning back. He reached out and pulled Bernadette over, using a force that had nothing to do with sympathy.

"Hmph, are you finally going to start?" Bernadette turned her head sharply, her body moving closer to Droste, her face showing some grief and indignation. "Are you finally showing your evil claws?"

"Yes, President Bernadette is such a beautiful noble lady with a noble status. She must be tortured." Droste said with a sneer while cooperating with his performance very much.

"Then...President Bernadette, please do your best to cooperate and be obedient."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Gu...what are you going to do!" Bernadette was like a tenacious female knight who met a vicious goblin with a black heart. She raised her chin in humiliation, and her hands were almost tied on the spot. She clenched her teeth.

"Kill me..." "But I dare not kill you. After all, killing is illegal in Monk City's laws." Droste pinched his chin and looked at her as if he was looking at a paramecium. He forced President Bernadette to look him in the eye. The watery light flashing in her eyes was so wet that Droste could not help but sigh.

I got too deep into the play...

"Besides, Bernadette will be so beautiful, wouldn't it be better for her to stay and do something more lovely?"

Droste hugged President Bernadette's upper body, then pulled her hard, and Bernadette fell into his arms.

"Ah..." Bernadette exclaimed, her voice suddenly rising.

But there was no sound in the headset. I guess everyone thought someone accidentally fell. That sharp voice didn't match President Bernadette's voice at all, so no one thought too much about it.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

Bernadette muttered indignantly. Originally, the volume of their conversation was actually very low, but Droste's sudden pull made her throbbing heart almost jump out of her chest.

Wait...! But this is more exciting.

Bernadette's heart began to beat violently as she thought about this. There were so many boys and girls wearing headsets anyway. Maybe people would think it was someone else talking. As long as she didn't reveal her identity, could she talk freely without being discovered? !
After thinking about it, Bernadette suddenly felt that it was feasible. As long as she lowered her voice, or spoke in a voice that was completely different from her own, and then said a few words in her own voice when the time came, she could completely clear herself of suspicion.

I thought that by then everyone would be asking in the headset who this strange person was, but no sound came out at all.

The feeling of sin, excitement and stimulation suddenly surged into Bernadette's heart, making her itchy and wanting to do it immediately!

"Isn't this President Bernadette's favorite thing? Why are you unhappy now?" Droste's fingers were dancing on President Bernadette's waist and abdomen. He couldn't let go of her delicate and smooth skin.

"It's impossible to like this kind of thing! If these are the only means you have, then I can't give in at all!" Bernadette's body trembled slightly. The touch of the fingertips made her feel hot all over. The heat spread from her heart to her limbs, making her face red, and suddenly red to the base of her neck.

Bernadette continued to perform, biting her lower lip and glaring at him in embarrassment.

"Really? Then President Bernadette is really very determined, but guess what this is?" Droste smiled slightly, and the upturned corners of his mouth made him look a little evil.

"What?!" President Bernadette was about to turn her head to look at what he was holding, but suddenly she seemed to feel something, her body froze, and then she trembled violently. "Um...ah!"

The feeling of being attacked suddenly made Bernadette unable to suppress her inner impulse. The emotions buried deep in her heart slowly overflowed from her tightened throat with a dull hum.

"You... are really despicable..." President Bernadette gritted her teeth, but she couldn't hold it back. She glared at Droste angrily. The familiar touch made her body go limp instantly, and her face turned red. (End of this chapter)