Chapter 29, Isn’t this your favorite?

"Okay, stand up, you can move freely now." Droste stood aside with his arms folded.

"This magic activator is quite interesting. I'll take it first."

"you……"

The girl gathered her messy skirt and tried to stand up.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t stood up for too long, or maybe my legs have become weak and powerless.

As soon as Bernadette stood up, she fell forward and fell directly on Droste.

When their eyes met, Bernadette's face suddenly turned red.

"You...are really good at playing games. Not only do you want to steal my knowledge...but you also want to gain my favor through ambiguous actions?"

Droste was lying on the ground, in contact with the cold earth. The girl in front of him not only did not get up, but was also saying some irrelevant and weird words.

His eyebrows were twitching, and Droste couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided not to endure it.

Since the other party likes to be Thai, the other party likes to be treated roughly.

Then Droste won't be polite to the other party.

He turned over suddenly and pressed the girl under him, supporting himself with his hands near the girl's red ears.

One hand lifted the beautiful girl's chin, revealing her swan-like neck.

Her tone was bad and her expression was contemptuous: "As expected of the top girl of the Fast family, Miss Bernadette really knows how to have fun."

"Gu..."

Bernadette's eyes were filled with mist and her expression was humiliated.

But Droste knew that behind Bernadette's face, there must be more radical thoughts.

Rude and wild.

The spoiled eldest daughter of the family longed for more rude behavior.

You are looking forward to this more, right?

Given that this body position was inconvenient, Droste stood up and then pulled up Bernadette, whose legs were weak.

"follow me."

Then he was roughly dragged into a corner.

Bernadette's expression showed a hint of anticipation, but her tone was cold and indifferent.

"Finally I'm going to take ruthless action. You really don't want to hide anymore, pervert! Your true colors are finally revealed, right?"

"Come here, come here, stand by the fence."

Droste's eyebrows twitched and his temples seemed to be bulging.

Bernadette had to stand by the fence. The wind was very strong near the fence, causing her skirt to flutter a little, so she had to hold it down with her hands.

This concealed the beauty under the skirt.

Droste crossed his arms over his chest, his tone unquestionable.

"Pull up your skirt."

Bernadette was stunned: "What?"

"Don't you understand? Isn't this what you're most looking forward to?"

"Raise it up to a level that satisfies me."

Bernadette glanced at the classmates who were playing under the fence.

Although it was getting dark, there were still many students staying in school, and now they were gradually leaving the school.

From this rooftop, it is difficult to see who is upstairs.

But if someone looks carefully, they can see the hem of her white skirt being rolled up.

She breathed a little nervously, feeling ashamed all over her body, and looked at the boy in front of her.

"Shouldn't we take this kind of thing a little slower?"

"hehe."

Droste's eyes were as cold as winter ice.

"I, I understand..."

Bernadette felt her body getting hot as she was stared at. She nodded and gritted her teeth to pull up the hem of her skirt.

On the delicate and smooth thigh, there was a small black strap with a notch on it, which was obviously a magic activator.

But what kind of belt was that just now?
Droste was a little confused, but then he saw it clearly.

There is a black belt on the thigh, which is bound by the thigh flesh that is as delicate and tender as pudding.

There are a few black straps further up, gently squeezing the girl's thighs, forming a T-shaped mark.

But Bernadette felt even more humiliated and gritted her teeth.

Feelings of shame, unwillingness, excitement and stimulation filled her body.

The great and serious student council president, Bernadette, was shaking.

"That's not enough? Don't you like to play?"

Droste sneered and picked up a piece of black charcoal-like thing from the ground.

Bernadette looked flustered, her eyes tracking Droste's expression.

With a hint of smile.

A very scary expression.

But Bernadette was somewhat looking forward to it.

"It's not over yet... huh? What else do you want to do?"

"No hurries?"

Droste half bent over, held the delicate and white calf with one hand, and lifted it up gently.

Then, without saying anything, he wrote a neat, black, square word on Bernadette's thigh.

"You..." Bernadette's expression became even more ashamed and angry.

Her delicate body trembled slightly and her pupils shook violently.

"What? You don't like it?"

With a relaxed smile on his face, Droste waved the black charcoal in front of Bernadette.

"Don't erase this. Come to school tomorrow to check if it's clear."

"What……"

Bernadette "could not bear the humiliation" and closed her eyes, her whole body shaking.

"Gu...kill me."

It was obviously humiliating, but Droste clearly found the afterglow of excitement on Bernadette's face.

It seems like she is enjoying it very much, worthy of being the iceberg-like student union president - Miss Bernadette.

"Okay, go back."

Droste threw away the charcoal, took one last look at the blushing girl, and walked towards the rooftop door.

"Gu..." The girl also let go of her skirt and followed Droste shamefully without saying a word.

……

"call……"

Drost, carrying a cross-body bag, pushed open the door of the apartment.

I couldn't help but sigh.

What is going on? Who would have thought that the arrogant and cold-hearted student union president would secretly play with hair ties and bundles on the rooftop.

It’s so unpredictable.

It’s better to have a wife. A wife who has tasted the bitterness of marriage will pay more attention to the cleansing of the soul and the importance of emotions.

Instead of being like a beautiful girl, she needs more careful and diligent care.

It’s just my own tenant system, when can I open it again?

As he was thinking, Droste walked into the apartment.

At a glance, I saw Phoenix playing and joking on the sofa, and Mrs. Isabel cooking dinner in the kitchen.

Hearing the noise, Isabel looked towards the door and shouted, "Is the shop owner back? The food will take a while, don't worry."

He put his bag on the sofa and made a face at Phoenix.

Droste walked into the kitchen and, while Phoenix wasn't paying attention, gently put his arms around Mrs. Isabel's slender waist.

"Oh, yes, I missed Miss Isabel after a day of school."

　I read it as soon as possible. 26 words have been cut from chapter 500 [sad]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)