Chapter 52, Bernadette's Invitation

"Is it enough?"

"not enough."

"Snapped!"

He swung his hand.

"Is it enough?"

"not enough."

Droste's brow twitched.

Who is the young master after all? Why is the little maid enjoying it so much?

Droste rubbed the smooth thigh meat hard and snorted coldly.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Why did you come to me alone? Do you want me to become famous?"

Bernadette collapsed with her upper body pressed against the desk and looked back at Droste.

Her pretty face was red as blood and her eyes were full of crazy hearts.

"I...I want to assign you a position..."

Droste's fingers climbed up her calves. The smooth, well-proportioned calf flesh and the white and tender skin reflected the girl's tenderness.

The slightest movement caused Bernadette to let out a moan through her teeth.

But Bernadette didn't push away and enjoyed the feeling of being bullied.

She leaned against her desk, her body limp, and said in a muffled tone:
"I've carefully inquired about the club's affairs... I found out that you didn't join any club... If you are forced to join a club at that time, why not... let you join the student union and come to me... um! Haah..."

Facing sneak attacks, Bernadette's resistance was obviously much lower.

Caught off guard, Bernadette's voice was stretched into sticky threads, and a muffled groan escaped from her throat.

With a small movement, Droste moved his mid-length over-the-knee socks all the way up and soon reached the edge of the barrier.

The circle of delicious white and tender leg meat is in this area, forming a sharp contrast with the black color.

Just a slight flick and it becomes the confusing state it is now.

"Is the little maid still making decisions for me without my permission?"

Droste spoke as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were fixed on the documents on the desk.

The girl's skin is still tender and feels pretty good.

Unlike Mrs. Isabel's plump and sinking flesh, the girl's legs were tight, slender and well-proportioned.

With a sense of control that you can hold with your open hand.

A fragile feeling that can be touched with a finger.

"No...don't dare..."

Bernadette's face became redder and redder, and her skin became more and more hydrated.

"Student Union Recruitment Notice."

“Hah… Yeah.”

Glancing up at the dazed and disorganized Bernadette, Droste continued reading the document.

"The new positions are as follows: Director of the Sports Department, Deputy Director, Deputy Director of the Arts Department, Deputy Director of the Life Department, Assistant Secretary-General of the Student Union..."

"And all the student council members, welcome to join the Aletes Royal Noble School Student Council!"

Words of warm welcome, and Bernadette's signature at the bottom.

"Fast Bernadette Fiore"

The signature was also written in a very flamboyant style and looked very beautiful.

"You're still trying to get this kind of celebrity effect?"

Droste slid his fingers over the delicate skin and looked up to ask.

Bernadette's body immediately trembled in response. She stood on tiptoe, and her well-proportioned thighs trembled in the slightly cool air.

"Um... yes, it was Irene who said that in order for everyone to admire me, every student union application would have my signature..."

"Well...are you going to give me a job?"

Droste thought of Patrick's distressed expression and felt that he really couldn't do well without the club.

"Yes... yes, the Secretary-General's Assistant is prepared for you..."

"To the outside world, I will tell everyone that I am Irene's assistant. In fact, I will let Irene follow me, and you will follow me too..."

Bernadette bit her lips, the slightly shiny moisture on her lips made her look pitiful. The way she turned her head to look at Droste was so lovable, or like leaving a red mark on the white drawing paper.

"Well, that's fine, let's arrange it this way." Droste's eyes were attracted by the slightly swollen and tender redness, and he stretched out his palm to pinch it.

The soft and tender buttocks changed in his palms.

"The little maid is quite attentive."

"Then... is there a reward?"

When Bernadette heard Droste's praise, her eyes lit up and her face flushed to the tips of her ears.

He looked excited and dazed, his body trembling slightly.

She raised her fair and round face, and there were lines in her eyes.

"Okay, can I give you a reward?"

A few black lines appeared on Droste's forehead.

I really can't praise her enough, as as soon as there's any gesture of praise, Bernadette will immediately make requests, just like a kitten in heat.

No, just a taste.

"That's all for today, no more. Wait until you arrange my duties."

Droste's slightly cold words made Bernadette's heart even more itchy. She had just rubbed it casually and gently lifted the black seal.

My body was already feeling strangely hot.

When the job is arranged, will it be even more important to...

Bernadette's body reacted immediately, her face gradually flushed and her eyes became increasingly fanatical.

"As expected of you...Dero...As expected of you, Master. You played hard to get and really moved the little maid."

She pulled up the seal and sat on the table in front of Droste, staring at him with burning eyes, her tone containing a hint of regret and a hint of expectation.

"Okay, that's all for today. Call me for the next interview."

Droste leaned back in his chair in the Student Council President's office.

The soft backrest and luxurious decorations are so luxurious! Is this the right of the student union president?
Feeling the softness of the backrest, Droste prepared to get up.

Bernadette immediately placed her bare legs across in front of Droste. Her long white legs were almost straight, making her leg proportions look graceful and coordinated.

Under the white socks are slightly translucent toes. When she straightens her legs, the arch of her foot can't help but tense up, and the outlines of her five toes, as crystal clear as toffee, are neatly arranged.

"And one more thing."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Bernadette puffed out her chest, her long, white neck like a swan.

"Is the young master's family renting out the house?"

Droste looked at her in surprise, with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"I just care about you, young master! I made this investigation to better serve you, young master."

Perhaps because that look was so cold, Bernadette said hurriedly with a bit of panic:

"Then what I want to ask is whether I can rent a house from your place. I will stay there for a few days from time to time."

Droste frowned: "Rent a house?"

"Well, is there any vacant room?"

Bernadette was looking forward to it.

"Yeah, come over whenever you want to sign the contract, I'm usually at home."

Droste responded, reached out and grasped the fair and well-proportioned leg, then lifted it up slightly.

It wasn't until Bernadette's body leaned back that the seal was leaked.

"Black panties are fine, but next time wear blue and white stripes."

"I didn't expect the young master to have such taste..."

Droste looked over and glanced at her.

"Yes... Master."

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