Chapter 273 Phoenix is ​​much better

The light in the bathroom went out with a click, and Droste pushed the door open violently. With a slight creaking sound, a warm and moist steam immediately rushed out, like the morning mist, with a faint scent of shower gel and shampoo, filling the air in the room.

Droste's naked body was covered only with a white bath towel wrapped around his waist. He looked like a general who had just returned triumphantly from the battlefield, wearing a battle robe.

Drost raised his head slightly, trying to relax the tension in his brows. The heat could not dispel his frown. However, although he was a little depressed because of his vampire transformation, it did not affect his physical comfort.

Even after a very powerful and long-lasting fierce battle, Droste's combat effectiveness remained unaffected. The light red skin on his body and his eyes that were glowing red gradually dissipated, turning into a normal human appearance.

It was as if the person who had just charged like a wild bull was not him at all.

There was a faint light in the bedroom, perhaps the moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains, or the faint lights of the city at night, and then Droste turned on the light.

The figure on the mattress had disappeared, leaving only a charming atmosphere and a faint smell, a faint smell that was different from all others, the smell of Nicolaïde.

It won’t be amazing when you smell it for the first time, but it is a light fragrance that becomes more mellow the more you smell it, and the more you like it.

These might be the abilities of Nigredo as a succubus. She is indeed very knowledgeable about perfume.

Droste looked at the tightly closed window and waved his hand casually. With the green wind-like power, he pushed the window open, allowing the cool night breeze to blow straight in and sweep across the entire room.

Droste lay down in bed, enjoying the cool breeze.

Every time after this kind of overwork, Droste wanted to empty his mind and think about nothing, and he didn't want to care about anything at all.

Let’s leave anything to be done until after we wake up. Life as a rent collector is just so ordinary.

This thought emerged in Droste's mind, and then he gradually fell asleep.

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On the weekend, on the first floor of Drost's apartment, Mrs. Isabel was busy making breakfast. Drost, who only slept six hours a day but was able to stay energetic, sat at the dining table, flipping through some useless messages out of boredom.

Even though I was a little tired last night, I am still full of energy today.

"How did you persuade Phoenix yesterday? Is Phoenix still the same? Is she still unwilling?" Mrs. Isabel occasionally poked her head out of the kitchen and asked about Droste's news.

Mrs. Isabel usually has no idea what to do when it comes to adolescence, rebellion, or any other situation. At this time, she can only turn to the charming Droste for help.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Yesterday I had a very in-depth discussion with Phoenix about how I'm feeling recently." Droste looked at the food on the table and was about to dig in when Mrs. Isabel clapped her hands.

"Go wash up and pay attention to your personal hygiene." Mrs. Isabel said angrily.

"Yes, Miss Isabel."

After washing up, Droste held a piece of cake and said, "Where was I just talking about..."

After thinking for a moment, Droste wiped his hands and continued.

"Yes... Yesterday I tried very hard to discuss how you're feeling recently, and as expected I solved Phoenix's problem. She should come down for dinner today as usual." Droste said with a smile, and finally picked up a piece of cake and started eating.

"It's mainly because she's usually a little shy and has trouble expressing her emotions. If you take the initiative to talk to her, the problem will be solved."

"So Mrs. Isabel, don't worry. You can leave this kind of thing to me." Droste nodded seriously, his nostrils trembling slightly, as if he was absorbing the aroma of the cake.

The desserts made by Mrs. Isabel are always much more fragrant than those from some weird shops, which makes Droste intoxicated.

According to Isabel, orders from all over Monk City have been pouring into her store, and because of some limited reasons, Mrs. Isabel is not particularly busy.

She earns a lot of money and it's easy. Her mood is much better, and there is no gray cloud of worry lingering around her.

"That's good, otherwise I would always worry about Phoenix. Now that it's resolved, there's no problem." Mrs. Isabel nodded as if she understood, opened her rosy lips and took a small bite of the Earl Grey cake in front of her.

She looked really elegant and a bit delicious.

Droste was stunned involuntarily. He smiled slightly, showing a narrow expression, and reached out his hand to Mrs. Isabel's thigh.

Plump and elastic skin is within your reach in an instant. It is plump, tender and soft. When you tap it, there is a very obvious feedback sound and it is full of elasticity.

"Stop it, Droste... You're not letting me sleep so early in the morning." Mrs. Isabel was still eating the cake in front of her when she was suddenly attacked. She couldn't help but groan and a blush appeared on her face.

Droste always stared at her body all the time, and always had an expression of joy and greed on his face, which in Mrs. Isabel's eyes was a manifestation of his love for her.

It’s just that sometimes I’m just too shy…Droste always looks greedy…as if he can’t be satisfied no matter what he does, and he makes himself breathless.

Is this the reaction men like most... You must flirt with her to your heart's content.

"Well……"

"No, every time I see Mrs. Isabel, I have some impulsive ideas. If I don't realize them, I always feel sorry for myself." Droste put one hand around Mrs. Isabel's waist, stroking her curvy waist up and down.

The slender waist has an exaggerated curve both upwards and downwards, which is very voluptuous and natural in beauty.

As expected of an elf lady, she does not have a single bit of extra fat on her body. Her figure looks natural, full and plump.

Early in the morning, I was feeling irritated.

"No...it's not as exaggerated as you say. You are the sweetest person every time." Mrs. Isabel showed a reproachful expression and tapped his lips.

"Of course, because no one can resist Mrs. Isabel's charm, especially me." Droste smiled and stretched out his hand. The white and tender thigh flesh changed into various shapes in his palm, causing Mrs. Isabel to clench her teeth early in the morning to avoid making any strange noises.

Otherwise, it would be bad if Phoenix heard it.

Mrs. Isabel was thinking this when she suddenly heard Phoenix's embarrassed cry coming from the corridor.

"Droste, come and help me, Droste~" Phoenix's faint cry soon reached Droste's ears. He had to let go of Mrs. Isabel, who was a little breathless in his arms, and responded.

"Yeah, I'm here. What's wrong? What happened?"

"You...you come up quickly and help me, quickly~" Phoenix's tone was so coquettish that anyone who heard it would feel soft-hearted.

"Here it comes." Droste rubbed Mrs. Isabel's thighs hard one last time, feeling the flesh that was about to overflow from his fingertips, and finally quickly fled the crime scene and walked upstairs.

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"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Droste asked Phoenix, who just shyly crossed her legs, her face slightly flushed because of the question. Phoenix, who was leaning against the wall, looked much more delicate.

"You...you bullied me yesterday, don't you remember?" Phoenix pouted and looked at him. "Don't blame me for punching you, humph!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The perfunctory words made Phoenix feel a little ashamed and angry, but she happened to meet Droste's half-smile.

"Hiss...! It hurts, it hurts...!" In an instant, Droste bared his teeth, and Phoenix reached out and pinched his arm with a sinister smile on her face.

"Are you still talking nonsense? You still dare to say you don't remember? You're asking even though you already know the answer." Phoenix snorted and turned her head away without looking at Droste.

"Okay, okay, I remember, I remember, I overdid it yesterday." Droste scratched his head and hugged Phoenix with a smile.

"Hmph, then get me off now. I... I really can't move my legs." Phoenix's tone suddenly softened, a little embarrassed. After all, she was half responsible for what happened yesterday, so she couldn't keep blaming Droste.

I can only say that this is a kind of happy trouble, because happiness will bring some small troubles.

"Of course, but how do we get down?" Droste touched his ear and looked at Phoenix's simple outfit.

The furry ears were exposed in the air and swaying slightly. The loose pajamas that were connected together covered Phoenix's figure like a dress, but Phoenix put her hands on her waist, completely exposing how slender her waist was.

It was so slender that Droste felt he could hold it with both hands, but it wasn't that exaggerated.

Phoenix is ​​so light, can't she be hugged with one hand?
Droste thought so and did it. As Phoenix screamed, he picked her up with one hand and held her in his arms like a princess.

"Wait, don't... don't go down like this, Mrs. Isabel is right down there!" As her body began to lift off the ground, Phoenix immediately began to sway. She patted Droste's body shyly, wanting him to put her down.

The nervousness made her feet tense, and her white toes waved and swayed in the air.

But how could Droste listen to Phoenix and still walk downstairs regardless?

“Hey, wait, wait…!”

"Ruined……!"

As the wooden stairs creaked, Droste appeared in Mrs. Isabel's sight with Phoenix in his arms.

Looking up, Mrs. Isabel immediately laughed.

"Oh my, Phoenix is ​​so big now, does she still need to be carried like a princess?" Mrs. Isabel covered her mouth and laughed, teasing Phoenix who was carried by Princess Droste.

"This..." Phoenix's face immediately flushed with excitement when she heard the voice. She was a little embarrassed and struggled on Droste's body.

"Hahaha."

"Mrs. Isabel is down here, please help me put her down quickly, I'm so shy!" Phoenix covered her face and didn't dare to look at Mrs. Isabel down the stairs. She could only rub her chest on Droste's chest, her pretty little feet waving in the air, making people want to take a bite of the delicious ice cream.

"I won't let go." Droste refused righteously, but the smirk on his face made him look like he had bad intentions.

Droste and Phoenix have known each other for such a long time. If he doesn't even have the courage to give her a princess hug, Phoenix would be so disappointed.

After all, it is impossible to keep rejecting Phoenix, keep dragging Phoenix, not face this feeling, not make this feeling public, and even if Mrs. Isabel doesn't know about it, then Droste will really become a complete scumbag, a scumbag who only knows how to play with people's feelings.

"Ah...!!" Phoenix's face turned red and her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest.

But Droste just kept holding him like that until he walked down the stairs!

"Hello, Mrs. Isabel..." Phoenix stammered, not daring to look into Mrs. Isabel's eyes. Those eyes were full of curiosity, exploration, and a hint of smile.

It's as if I have seen through myself.

But Phoenix didn't know that. She only knew that this action was too tempting. Being hugged by Princess Droste in front of familiar people made her face so hot that it turned into a steam engine, bubbling up steam.

"Hello Phoenix, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?" Mrs. Isabel greeted very normally.

"Well... I slept very soundly..." Phoenix lowered her head, tears almost dripping from her eyes. She could not forget what happened last night. Now, as soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the intense plot and Droste's extremely manic actions.

It was like it was engraved in her mind and she could never forget it.

"Oh~ That's good. As long as you sleep well, you're not unhappy now, right?"

"No...I feel much better now..."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Isabel. I treated her with a thick syringe yesterday and it will be effective soon." Droste couldn't scratch his head while holding Phoenix, so he had to grin foolishly.

"You... what syringe..." Phoenix's eyes widened as she leaned over to whisper in Droste's ear. "Why are you saying everything? Be careful if Mrs. Isabel finds out... it would be so embarrassing..."

"You know, hehe." Droste chuckled without any explanation.

"Well... I'm glad you're okay. It's not a good thing for Phoenix to be away from home every day. Come on, come on, get ready to come down for dinner." Mrs. Isabel didn't pay attention to the two people's whispers and invited them to come down for dinner.

"Droste, be careful too, don't let anyone fall." She also reminded Droste.

"No problem, let's go and eat." Droste carried Phoenix and ran to the dining table in a hurry.

Phoenix's body was so slender that she weighed almost nothing, allowing Droste to walk very fast.

Phoenix and Mrs. Isabel both exclaimed:
"Hey, Droste, be careful, don't drop Phoenix."

"Hey, hey, hey, slow down, slow down, slow down...! Droste!"

The scene suddenly became warm and looked a lot happier...

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(End of this chapter)