what can we do about it?

Bernadette's mood was like a roller coaster, with all kinds of emotions mixed in her heart.

She shook her head and whispered to herself, "No, I can't just sit here and wait for death...Since Lord Droste asked me to do this, then let's go."

Bernadette pursed her lips, protected her chest with her fair and slender arms to prevent her naked body from being exposed, and began to walk step by step towards the depths of the park.

If Droste was hiding, he must be hiding deep in the park. Fortunately, this road is a one-way street, so she can walk along the road inside. However, the dim environment makes it difficult to find Droste.

The sound of shoes was very clear in the dark night. Bernadette searched for three or four minutes, suppressing her inner shame and trying to keep a calm face.

No...I can’t find it at all...It’s such a big park, I can’t find it at all.

Bernadette gritted her teeth and walked to the small bush nearby, carefully searching. The branches scratched her fair skin, causing pain, and occasionally scratched the center of the flower, causing a few drops of liquid to seep out.

hateful……

This park is so big that it would take more than 10 minutes to walk around this small park even during the day, not to mention this dark night. It is completely inconvenient for me to move around... I can't find anyone at all!

The cold and aloof President Bernadette could only suppress her inner shame and anger and continued to search carefully. The fair skin seemed even more obvious in the dark night, looking like a huge piece of cream pudding, sweet and dotted with a little blush.

President Bernadette took small steps, occasionally pulling at her thin black stockings that were about to slip off. She was so nervous and excited that the dense beads of sweat made it difficult for the slippery stockings on her thighs to hold on.

She covered her chest with one hand and walked forward with the other. Sweat was hanging on her pretty face and dripping slowly. Her full chest rose and fell with her heartbeat and breathing.

After a few minutes, her steps became bigger, and she was almost giving up and wanted to run to find where Droste was, but she thought of her identity and her dignity, so she endured and restrained herself.

Still no solution...can't find it!

While searching, Bernadette even thought a little self-deprecatingly that Droste might have already put her windbreaker and skirt back to his home, or had left here completely.

Otherwise, why is there no movement at all?
"Clap."

Suddenly, she heard clear footsteps coming from the direction of the lamp. The footsteps sounded very small at first, but gradually became louder.

Could it be Droste?
President Bernadette was so excited that she was about to take a step towards the source of the sound. However, the legs wrapped with slender little feet were stretched out in the air and then quickly retracted.

Something flashed through her mind in a flash.

What if the footsteps were from someone else? What if the footsteps were not from Droste...

For a moment, President Bernadette's body froze in place, her slender fingers clenched into fists.

I can't go over there. If it's really a passerby, then wouldn't everything be exposed? But if it's really Droste... then can't I find him and put on the windbreaker?
President Bernadette clenched her fists tighter and tighter, her fingers almost digging into the flesh, and her heartbeat instantly climbed to the peak, beating non-stop.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they were actually walking towards her. She was in a state of struggle and fear of the unknown, and her tension and shame continued to rise.

what to do……?!

Bernadette's pretty face showed a trace of struggle. She clenched her teeth tightly, trying to relieve the nervousness and excitement, but she couldn't do it at all. The mixed shame and hesitation in her heart made her thoughts more and more confused.

Reaching out and pinching her leg, Bernadette had a moment of clarity in her mind.

No! I absolutely cannot go over there. I cannot take this one in a million chance. If it is not Droste, then I will be ruined.

Bernadette quickly calmed down and forced herself to think, and soon came to a conclusion - she had to hide on another road and not be discovered!
She immediately turned around and hurried toward another way. When she took a step, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Clap."

At the edge of another road, she suddenly heard footsteps, which gradually became clearer.

asshole!

How could footsteps be heard on both sides, and why at this time?! The footsteps on both sides were there, but they were moving towards the middle step by step, with unhurried steps, but they hit Bernadette's heart like a heavy hammer.

Bernadette's mentality was about to collapse. Her rapid breathing and approaching footsteps made it impossible for her to calm down. Her thoughts were in a state of confusion.

Why are there two people at the same time? Which one is the real Droste?
In an instant, the difficulty of the decision reached its peak, and the people on both sides approached the middle of the park at the same time, which was where Bernadette would appear. The faint sound made her unable to tell which side was closer and which was farther away.

Damn, where is the truth...

But unfortunately, no one could tell her the answer.

If I don't think quickly, my appearance will be exposed, and then everyone will come to discuss that there is a perverted girl in this small park, who wears expensive calfskin boots, exquisite high-end stockings, and likes to wander around in the park.

If someone knows the goods, they can even tell the material of the boots and high-end stockings. If this news is known to other people in the aristocratic circle...

"Ah..." Bernadette panted softly. Her legs could no longer help but become weak. She wanted to kneel on the ground to rest. She felt a little overwhelmed in her heart.

The strong pressure and tension made it difficult for her to maintain her cool and indifferent mood. Her black silk feet stepped on the small boots and she couldn't help but straighten them, and her body even swayed.

The inexplicable feeling of excitement reached its peak in an instant, and Bernadette's beautiful toes gripped the ground tightly.

Moreover, this strong pressure not only affects her brain, but also makes her body react accordingly. Her bladder is already extremely tense, and she is almost...

What to do? What should I do now?
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Bernadette glanced at the small bushes beside her from the corner of her eye. The sparse bushes could not cover her body at all. (End of this chapter)