Chapter 4, Isabel is given for free
The blush on Isabel's face would not fade away. When Droster looked carefully, he found that even the tips of Mrs. Isabel's ears were red.

A posture ready for you to pick.

Red, very red, even the most beautiful rose cannot compare to the elf lady’s blushing face.

"The spirit of Jian'an still exists today, and the legacy of Wei Wu will last forever!"

“Although I don’t have the ambition of Meng De, I have the heart of A Man!
Droste felt like he was becoming a thief.

Such a beautiful scenery is presented before you, what a wonderful start to renting a house.

There is no time to feel sad for the actress in last night's action scene. Now arriving on the scene is the real elf lady Isabel!
The flower buds are in full bloom, and the bright red color makes them even more attractive.

Just like the tangerines on the top of the tangerine tree, they are the most nutritious, sweetest and juicy.

Well, that metaphor isn't a good one at all.

Because Droste's head is already smoking.

In his heart, Droste kept telling himself to be a gentleman and not to be tempted.

Unfortunately, the brain listens to him, but the cerebellum doesn't.

Droste swallowed and said, "I understand."

"Um…"

Isabel hummed through her teeth, a sound like nature.

About five or six minutes later, Isabel put on her white shirt.

But there was still a thin layer of blush on Mrs. Isabel's cheeks, like the peach blossoms in early spring, delicate and shy.

She didn't dare look directly at Droste, but lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids.

The tip of her nose is slightly upturned, which adds a bit of childish cuteness to her shyness.

The pointed ears, which are the most characteristic feature of elves, are also very bright red, and stand out very clearly against the fair skin of the elf lady.

And when Isabel, who has a hot body, puts on Droste's shirt, the effect is even more amazing.

The white shirt performed its job with great difficulty, even going a little beyond the standard.

The second button at the collar was so tight that it seemed to be whining and could break at any time.

The waist looks particularly slender against this backdrop.

Unable to understand the previous gauze skirt, Droste silently counted out three numbers in his heart based on his actual feelings.

92, 61, 88.

Yes, Not Bad.

Droste nodded in inner approval.

"Come on, I'll take you there and introduce you along the way."

Droste went out first and said to Isabelle.

"Um"

Isabel's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Walking out of the door, Droste pointed to the street not far outside and said.

"That's my property. There are already some small shops on that commercial street, but they are all quite common. What are you planning to do with the shop, ma'am?"

Isabel pursed her lips and said, "It's a dessert shop."

"Oh, dessert shops are not bad! There are no dessert shops around here right now. After all, this place is quite remote."

"Um"

Drost looked back at his wife and said:
"I have three shops there, two are connected and one is independent. Which one would you like to rent, ma'am?"

"Let's go and take a look first."

"Ok, no problem."

Still shy, Droste sighed as he looked at Isabel, who was following behind him with her head down, staring at his toes. She is already a wife, but she is so shy that she will be bullied by the bad boy.

...

After about an hour of inspection and observing the flow of people near the store, Mrs. Isabel finally chose the connected store.

This shop is just a little bit to the left of the street and is the leftmost of the three shops.

Droster turned and looked at Mrs. Isabel.

Mrs. Isabel was busy observing the store's situation. A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, like petals moistened by morning dew, crystal clear.

The spring breeze brushed against her hair, bringing a hint of coolness, but it couldn't completely wipe away the faint blush on her face.

She is indeed an elf, with natural beauty.

Droste stretched and asked:
"How about it? Miss Isabel, have you decided to go here?"

Isabel nodded: "It's decided, shall we start signing the contract now?"

"Well, of course there is no problem."

Droste took out a thick file bag from the counter in the store and pulled out a few sheets of brown paper.

He handed the paper to Isabel and said, "Miss Isabel, just fill it out. I have already filled in the specific information."

"Ah, the little shop owner is really thoughtful."

Droste chuckled softly.

Are you kidding? I want to be the best rent collector. This little thing won't be a problem for me.

Mrs. Isabel leaned against the table in the shop and began to fill out various forms, as well as the materials she brought with her for renting a house and various standard contracts.

"Shopkeeper, why is this place empty? Isn't the rent 5000 gold coins a month? Then I should just write 5000 gold coins?"

Isabel turned around and blinked her peach blossom eyes at Droste.

After tilting her head slightly, she used her slender fingers to push away a strand of hair hanging on her forehead, matching the elf lady's pure and flawless face.

The impact was quite great for a moment.

"Ah...? Oh, this. Miss Isabel, please fill in 1000 per month for the rent."

"Ah ok what???"

Mrs. Isabel's expression instantly turned into surprise, her lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something.

"Yes. I didn't explain it to you clearly just now.
What I originally wanted to say was that the rent of this store was originally supposed to be around 5000.

But because of the discount, it only costs 1000 gold coins at the moment, but if you are in the bathroom, you may not have heard it clearly and opened the door..."

Speaking of which, Droste felt a little embarrassed.

A foolish lady given for nothing?
"Ah...but...1000 is too low for a rent. By the way, are there any management fees or other additional conditions?"

Mrs. Isabel's face turned red again in an instant, her eyes were evasive, and she didn't dare to look directly at Droste's face.

So in the end, was this just a way to get what he wanted? Was the ambiguous scene in the bathroom just now just wishful thinking?

Isabel blushed again and again.

What are you doing? Too impulsive.

However, it seemed that he did not hear carefully what the shop owner was about to say in the bathroom, so he suddenly made up his mind to open the door.

The shop owner was also a gentleman, he just touched it.
Isabel, oh Isabel, you are such a fool.

But the look in the shop owner's eyes before was too misleading.

Ah, what should I do? What should I do? This is too shameful, too humiliating.

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(End of this chapter)