Seeing teacher Fremea blushing in his arms, the atmosphere began to heat up.

Then Droste asked with a smile: "How about it? I think this is very suitable for Teacher Fremea."

"Think about it, teachers are noble professionals, and if they become like this, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Woolen cloth……"

Strange, why do I feel like I said this?
"Hmm...what is this?" Teacher Fremea was just thinking when she suddenly felt something placed on her by Droste.

Round like a pebble.

"This is a gift for you." Droste blinked and then nodded lightly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Droste even has voice acting!
Teacher Fremea's calves suddenly tensed up, and her ten crystal clear toes suddenly spread apart, as if the owner was enduring some unbearable torture.

The body began to tremble inexplicably.

"Huh...Droste-san always has so many bad ideas."

Pursing her rosy lips, Teacher Fremea's eyes were almost filled with Droste's image.

Inexplicable emotions began to fill Teacher Fremea's body.

I feel so dizzy… How could this happen…?
"well enough."

Droste touched gently, leaning down and kissing Teacher Fremea's lips.

Sticky and sweet touch.

Emotions began to slowly creep in at that moment.

The two of them felt some inexplicable resonance, as if they were in the dark deep ocean, swaying with the waves.

Slippery, clattering, ABB.

Is it the blood race? The resonance of vampires?

Teacher Fremea thought so, but suddenly she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, and the moment her mind was shaken, her attention was taken away by Droste.

She gritted her teeth secretly:
"Hmm~ Can Droste-san stop being so mean? This is an office! Please stop teasing the teacher."

"What if...some classmates come in?"

Listening to teacher Freya's shy voice, it was completely different from her usual tough voice.

"Will teachers also worry about this? Isn't he already disqualified as a teacher?" Droste blinked.

"You, you, you... wasn't it you who caused all this?! Ah~!" Just as she was about to get angry, her eyes widened.

Teacher Fremea's body stiffened and she felt her strength quickly draining away from her body.

It was just a kiss, and Droste just teased me casually...

I just don't have the strength anymore...

"You can't blame me. After all, Teacher Fremea has a face that is easy to bully." Droste touched his head, and then immersed himself even more in those cherry-colored lips.

Tasting it carefully, Droste's palm also climbed over the soft flesh between the delicate thighs.

……

Feeling satisfied, Droste stood up with a smile.

"It was a wise decision for Teacher Fremea to install a toilet in her office."

"Take a soul-wrenching bath!"

"You talk too much!"

Teacher Fremea glared at him, but she simply didn't have the energy to do it.

The slender and long legs were casually placed on one foot of the desk, and the body was steadily lying on the huge office chair.

The clean white shirt was slightly open, with the top two buttons not buttoned up, probably because the hostess had no strength at all, so she could only button two buttons casually and leave it alone.

A few fine beads of sweat slowly dripped down, slid slowly down along the collarbone, and then fell into the slightly raised valley.

The skin is cool, white and delicate.

This is vividly reflected in Teacher Fremea.

As a vampire, Teacher Fremea is still quite confident about her figure.

Now I am like a blooming lilac.

Deep and charming.

But when she looked down her chest and saw her crystal clear toes, she found that Droste, who was supposed to leave, was standing there quietly, with a dazed look and a playful expression.

"You still watch!"

Teacher Fremea glared at him again.

I was clearly saying something when we touched it just now...a flower bud is still a flower, and a wife cake without a wife is still a cake.

You clearly look disgusted!

"Ahem, let's leave now."

Droste waved.

Only teacher Fremea was left lying there, her eyes flickering across her messy clothes, which she then pulled up.

This little brat just knows how to tease me...

……

"Jingle Bell!"

After class, Droste went back to his apartment with Phoenix.

"Phoenix, do you have any wishes of your own?" Droste asked casually.

"Wish? I don't think so. I can't think of one now." Phoenix was slightly stunned, then said while pursing her lips.

"What does Droste suddenly ask about this wish...what does it mean?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to know more. It's always a good thing to know more about you." Droste smiled.

"Hmm..." Phoenix nodded and said nothing more.

Because of an inexplicable topic, the two of them opened up their minds and were thinking about this matter.

We didn't say anything along the way.

Phoenix looked at her toes and kicked her black leather boots.

Why did Droste suddenly ask such a question?
What is your own wish?

Finish this semester well and then leave?
Do you want to go home to see your family?

Or... is it always with Droste?
Strange questions began to circle around in Phoenix's mind, making her confused.

What exactly do you want?
She pursed her lips and looked at Droste beside her, her eyes flickering.

"What's wrong?" Droste scratched his head.

"No, nothing." Phoenix shook her head.

Yeah, nothing.

Phoenix didn't know what she was thinking, but she did feel a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

The two of them walked back to the apartment in silence.

After I got home, I was busy for a while. When I was about to turn on the light and study under the lamp, there was a quiet knock on the tightly closed window.

Droste looked up, only to see a patch of snow-white skin outside the window.

First, it approaches the thigh flesh at the base of the thigh, which looks like a circle of cute pudding-soft flesh.

Then comes the bend of the knees and the delicate calves.

Gradually slide across the lens.

?

How come some people climb up the window with their butt first?

Droste opened the window in confusion, only to find that it was Nigrede, holding a pile of books.

"Dangdangdang, Lord Droste, these are the books that my sister Albedo asked me to bring to you recently. She said that these books will help you guide him better."

"Would you like to take a look?"

Nicolede's maid skirt then flipped down, covering the colorful suit.

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(End of this chapter)