Chapter 227 Try your best to satisfy
Droste tried to put his arms around her, but she broke free.

Bernadette's graceful body pulled his arm away, then slowly stretched out her own hand and bowed slightly, revealing the appearance of a noble lady, and the whole person seemed to have returned to her original state.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance to ask the beautiful lady to dance with you." Bernadette winked playfully, with a bright and charming expression.

"Yes, my dear lady."

Droste bowed slightly and extended his right hand to Bernadette, his fingers long and strong, palm facing up, as if waiting for her response.

Following the rhythm of the music, couples began to step onto the dance floor. Their steps were light and graceful. Bernadette and Droste also joined them and danced gracefully in the middle of the dance floor.

Following the rhythm of the music, Bernadette's dance steps became more light and natural, as if she had forgotten her previous nervousness.

She and Droste cooperated tacitly, and every spin and every jump was full of harmony and beauty. Their figures danced under the lights, like a pair of dancing butterflies, which made people intoxicated.

"When did you learn the aristocratic dance? You just want to win the hearts of girls this way, right?"

"And then take you to your little room and feed you with a potion like 'I Love a Piece of Chai'?" Bernadette tilted her head slightly and said with a smile.

"Do whatever you want!"

Bernadette's breath was as sweet as orchid, and her voice was soft and delicate, sounding like someone was gently tickling her with a feather.

"...I learned it occasionally." Drost felt Bernadette's state, and she seemed to have returned to her previous light-hearted state. His palm slid down Bernadette's back and slid onto her fox tail, pulling it gently. "Are you thinking too much, little maid... Are you criticizing me?"

"Well……"

The feeling instantly made Bernadette's body stiffen, and she felt a little nervous and excited. "In that case... since I've confessed my feelings, can you try your best to satisfy me today?"

Bernadette's dance steps were light and smooth. She lowered her voice and said softly, "I finally got this opportunity. I hope you won't let me down, young master."

Droste looked at her cautiously, then nodded in a very gentlemanly tone.

"As you wish, my dear lady."

……

The dance was still going on in the golden venue, and the whole space was filled with a relaxed and romantic atmosphere. The gentle and elegant music flowed like a spring, circling melodiously in this space full of gorgeous decorations and exquisite details. The notes jumped in the air, interweaving with the flashing lights and whispered conversations to form a moving picture.

Droste, who learned the noble dance using the master-level skill template, can completely keep up with Bernadette, who has been learning for many years.

The two of them were like a man and a woman carved from the same mold, their movements infinitely graceful.

Bernadette placed one of Droste's hands between her buttocks and let him pinch it gently.

"Is that all? Has the young master forgotten something..." Bernadette said coquettishly.

This feeling of being stared at by everyone was like an electric current running through her body, giving her an unprecedented stimulation.

She seemed to feel that she had become the focus of everyone's attention. The subtle yet strong feeling of being noticed made her heart beat faster, as if every step she took was on a knife's edge.

Her true identity is only a thin fox mask away from everyone. If she is discovered by her family, or even former student union members, then she...

Even just thinking about this tiny possibility filled her heart with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Droste was a little stunned. There were so many people around, but then he realized what Bernadette was talking about.

His consciousness moved, clicked on the second-order Rubik's Cube, and gently touched the white square.

Suddenly, a sound was heard, faintly heard in the flowing music.

Bernadette immediately became nervous. Under the high-slit skirt, her two slender and tight legs were pressed together, with almost no visible gap.

“Well… young master, don’t be so sudden…” Bernadette was dancing and her movements suddenly trembled. Her knees almost gave way and she fell to the ground.

Droste's arms gave her enough support to prevent her from going limp.

"What's wrong? Isn't this what you want?" Droste raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Bernadette's ashamed and angry expression with a narrow gaze.

You could tell at first glance that she was just pretending, but inside she was as messy and confused as a stirred sundae.

“Yes…” Bernadette’s breathing became rapid, even heavy. “Hu…ha…ah…haah.”

The heart in her chest seemed to be about to jump out, making her mind unclear and even her dancing movements flawed.

The music at the party was still playing, and suddenly it changed to a song with a faster rhythm. Everyone's footsteps became cheerful and agile, and the speed of changing positions became faster, but two discordant people suddenly appeared in the venue.

"Huh? Why aren't the couple moving? What's going on?"

"Hmm? Really, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why do girls feel slow?"

"Not sure, let's kiss first."

"Not a buddy? I'm a boy too..."

Bernadette, who was beside Droste, hugged Droste's arm very naturally and sweetly. Her soft chest skin pressed against Droste's elbow, feeling smooth.

"Puff..." Bernadette's footsteps paused again. The tingling and numb feeling in her body made it impossible for her to move her legs, and she moved very slowly.

"How... is it, young master, do you like... my clothes?"

"Not bad, it's a custom-made set, right?"

The two of them were not very skilled in dancing and were chatting idly.

An intense feeling of comfort hit Bernadette's mind, leaving her senses blank and her speech hesitant.

So excited…

Bernadette's breathing was already heavy and rapid, with beads of sweat hanging on her forehead, which quickly consumed her physical strength. This kind of dance was actually very tiring.

"Can you still hold on? If not, take a break."

Bernadette's upper body was leaning on Droste to prevent herself from falling. She stuttered and replied, "Okay..."

(End of this chapter)