Bernadette walked away with some doubt, her expression still cold and clear.

Droste then went back to his classroom.

He had his own considerations for this class leap, but what was more important was to make Bernadette more comfortable and at ease.

It was with this starting point in mind that he dared to do this after getting off the carriage.

Well, let’s talk about this later.

Droste smiled and walked in. He smiled slightly and pulled out the chair next to Phoenix.

"I should be fine sitting here."

Phoenix raised her head and smiled immediately: "Well... of course, I got up late this morning, but I didn't expect to arrive in the classroom before you."

"Ahaha, I was delayed on the road, but I didn't expect you to arrive much faster than me." Droste took out a small exquisite box from his pocket, which contained a small cookie.

"I brought this for you on the way. Try it."

Phoenix's eyes widened immediately, and a faint blush appeared on her face: "Thank you, it looks really delicious."

"Yeah, I think so too."

"Yeah." Phoenix gently bit the cookie and then looked at Droste.

"What exactly did you mean by the wish you asked me about last time? I have a lot of wishes."

"Well... just choose the wish you've thought about for the longest time." Droste smiled.

"The longest... um..."

Phoenix bit into a cookie and fell into deep thought.

Time passed quickly, and the scenery outside the window changed from the summer scorching sun to dusk, and the sky was gradually dyed with orange-red afterglow.

"Let's go, Droste. See you tomorrow." Patrick adjusted his hair and waved to Droste.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Droste also waved his hand, then looked at Phoenix in front of him.

The latter stood there prettily, holding a box of exquisite cookies in her hand.

This was the box that Droste took from the president's carriage. He didn't expect that he hadn't finished it after eating it for a whole day.

"Do you want to go back together?" Phoenix looked up at him, blinking her big eyes.

The cuteness of the little cat girl is really easy to reveal from her usual casual actions. At least at this moment, Droste's heart almost stopped beating because of Phoenix's little action.

"No, you go back first. I want to go to the shopping street to take a look."

"Well, okay, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner."

Phoenix nodded, then left in a coquettish manner.

The flowing ponytail makes her look quite playful.

"I didn't expect Phoenix to have a ponytail today, or even double ponytails. It's a pity that I didn't notice it at once." Droste touched his hair.

"Go back tonight and tell her how cute she is."

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"Sister, I'm going out to buy some snacks. Judging from the time, Lord Droste should be here soon." Egg Yolk Pie said to his sister with a smile.

"Remember to wear this combat suit under your clothes!"

After saying that, Egg Yolk Pie glanced towards the closet.

"Go ahead, I'd better focus on this outline first." Albedo pursed her lips.

After Egg Yolk Pie left the room, Albedo also concentrated on writing the outline.

She seemed to have some other inspirations recently, because the throbbing of her heart began to change, which also changed her brushstrokes.

Now, her heart is filled with more emotions and she is more energetic.

I have to thank Lord Droste for this...

As Albedo wrote, her mind began to wander involuntarily.

"Knock, knock, knock." It was not until Droste knocked on the door that she seemed to come to her senses in an instant. She hurriedly pulled her wet hands back from under her table while shouting.

"Coming, Lord Droste, please wait."

After wiping it roughly, Albedo opened the door.

"Lord Droste."

A slight blush appeared on her delicate and cold face, and Miss Albedo's condition made Droste a little stunned.

"Ah, did I disturb you? I saw you were still writing."

Droste pretended to look around, but actually he felt something in his heart.

This solitary room has a warm atmosphere and an ambiguous feeling.

I understand, mother.

"No, Lord Droste, please come in."

As she spoke, Albedo reached out her hand and took Droste's, touching his with her warm fingers.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched Albedo bring him tea.

Deep down in his heart, Droste couldn't help but sigh: It's perfect.

She has a graceful figure, and even wearing simple home clothes cannot hide her charming curves.

The slender waist is not even thick enough to be held in one hand, and the hips are slightly raised, showing just the right amount of fullness.

Her skin is delicate and although her face looks cold, there is a hint of tenderness in her every frown and smile.

Droste had just taken a sip of water and put down the cup when he saw Albedo reaching out to tuck her clothes and then sitting next to Droste.

"How's your writing today? Do you have any ideas?"

Droste asked casually.

"It's not bad. Thanks to Lord Drost, I feel like most of it is written with great feeling." Albedo's fingertips entangled, she spoke.

"But the romance part is still a little confusing, I don't know..."

"You want to collect materials from me, right? Come on, what do you need me to do now?" Droste leaned back and fell on the bed.

His whole body was in the shape of a big character, and Droste was lying there comfortably.

"If possible, you can also give me a massage. I feel like the class is pretty tiring, hahaha."

"Hmm..." Albedo looked at Droste, thought for a moment, then reached out and pulled him up.

Then he solemnly took off his shoes and slowly knelt on the bed.

Then he moved gracefully and slowly on his knees toward Droste.

The delicate skin of the legs looks gentle and as soft as jade, making me want to touch it lightly.

Droste was slightly stunned, then he sat forward and let her crawl on her knees behind him step by step.

Before long, the slightly cool touch of skin appeared in Droste's palm.

Albedo's two slender and white legs forked from Droste's back and then slowly rested on his sides.

Droste pinched the white and tender calf, feeling the touch of the skin.

"Don't you want a massage?" Albedo tilted her head slightly and said beside Droste.

"It's okay. If you massage me, I can also touch your legs. It will give you more material." Droste smiled.

"Increase materials? How do you increase them?" Albedo asked.

"Like this." Droste playfully pinched Albedo's slightly raised ankle, then placed it on his thigh...

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...(End of chapter)