Although President Bernadette has experienced all kinds of ups and downs, she is proficient in all the etiquette of school, family and nobility, and is extremely skilled.

No matter what the situation, she has been able to remain completely calm and handle it with ease.

But when she panicked and tried to wipe the dripping crystal clear silver saliva with her sleeve, she had to admit that this wonderful and shameful feeling made her feel extremely embarrassed and excited.

It was like returning to childhood, with that childish feeling of needing to be taken care of by others and an uncontrollable sense of shame.

From time to time, people passed by the small park around, and their voices could be heard, and black shadows spread on the ground. If someone happened to pass by and saw this, then the honor of their family would really fall to the ground and become the laughing stock of the entire Monk City.

No, this is too embarrassing...

When she thought of this, Bernadette's shame surged like a tide, drowning every inch of her reason. Bernadette touched her face, her cheeks had turned red and hot, and her heartbeat began to accelerate.

A feeling of tension filled my heart.

As time went by, another wave of trouble arose. Just when Bernadette was still worried about the constant secretion of her silver saliva, Droste's unquestionable voice immediately rang out.

"Hurry up and take off your windbreaker."

Bernadette lowered her head slightly and casually opened her black windbreaker. This black windbreaker was given to her by Droste just now. She didn't expect that she would take it off so soon.

But there is also a white and blue halter dress inside, which is actually not that bad.

Bernadette bit her lip and put her hand in front of her collarbone, trying to cover her fair skin. This kind of outfit that exposes a large area of ​​skin is still a bit advanced for Bernadette.

The low-cut design was a test for her.

"Well, how do you feel now? Are you feeling a bit cold?" Drost asked casually, looking at Bernadette's pretty face. "This is one of the few times you wear a short skirt with suspenders outside."

"Well... yes... but I'm actually fine." Ever since she put on the mask, Bernadette's voice has been vague.

"Are you okay? Then continue." Droste continued to look at Bernadette calmly, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed a little cold along with the night breeze.

"Now sit on the bench by the park and take a rest." Droste continued to give orders.

"Hmm..." Bernadette responded softly, feeling a little confused and excited. Saliva was still flowing from her mouth, and the crystal silk thread was pulled on her skirt, but she couldn't wipe it clean.

Not knowing what to do, she had to follow Droste's instructions. Then she patted the hem of her skirt and pressed it under her thighs, sitting with her legs together like a very ladylike person.

The shame deep in her heart continued to spread, making her body stiff and numb.

There is quite a lot of traffic here during the day. Although there is no one in sight now, Bernadette already feels a little uneasy in her heart. Her vision is not wide enough, and she always feels that two people will jump out from somewhere.

"Sit down and take a rest. Wipe the saliva off your face." Droste smiled slightly, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped Bernadette's mouth.

"Hmm..." President Bernadette pursed her lips, with a hint of anticipation on her face. "So what are you going to do next?" Drost was thoughtful when asked, and finally smiled brightly: "First of all, of course, I have to change this short skirt, and then it depends on the little maid's ability to bear it."

As he spoke, Droste's fingers had already hooked the buckle on President Bernadette's back, and with a slight pull, her fair skin was immediately revealed.

"Hiss...Ha." President Bernadette clenched her hands, her eyes blurred, looking for the direction of Droste.

"Next we have to be prepared. President Bernadette cannot be discovered by anyone, otherwise, it will be terrible." Droste gently pulled the white and blue skirt, and finally held it in his hand.

"If the eldest daughter of the great Fast family, the respected Miss Bernadette, was found by passers-by in a small park, and was doing something shameful, hehe——"

“I can’t even imagine what will happen then.”

Droste caressed Bernadette's body and slowly approached President Bernadette. His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, but when it sounded beside President Bernadette's ear, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart neither lightly nor heavily.

President Bernadette's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if she was overwhelmed by a sudden excitement, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

"Um……"

Although she attached great importance to family honor, at this moment, it seemed as if another strong sense of impact opened up a whole new world for her, making it even more difficult for her to resist.

Is this the wonderful feeling that Droste brings...?
The cold night breeze blew gently over President Bernadette's body, bringing a slightly cool touch.

She crossed her arms over her chest and clenched her slender fingers into fists. Having lost her windbreaker and miniskirt, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered at will, deprived of even the ability to resist.

"Well... when can you return my clothes to me?" President Bernadette whispered. She looked at the ground and saw her beautiful toes tensed tightly.

"Ah, what clothes? I didn't take your clothes." Droste smiled faintly, feeling an inexplicable sense of refreshment in his heart.

It turned out that President Bernadette was not ready yet. This mixture of confusion, tension and excitement made her look more real.

"This... isn't this my clothes?" Bernadette's breathing was rapid, her eyes fixed on the black windbreaker in Droste's hand, with an expression of expectation and being bullied.

"Plop..." A drop of saliva dripped onto the ground, making Bernadette feel even more ashamed.

"Oh, you mean this dress? Of course you can wear it if you want, but let's play a game." Drost smiled and showed an upright expression. "As long as you behave well, you can leave wearing this dress."

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...(End of chapter)