Chapter 54, Currently I have no shortage of rent, Madam [Follow-up reading]

"Ms. Isabel, let's take a look at your dessert shop! Do you have any delicious desserts now?"

Phoenix took two steps forward and looked around the store, looking like a greedy glutton.

"Okay, the decoration is still going on, Phoenix, I'll go back and make you something delicious."

Mrs. Isabel put her arm around Phoenix's shoulders and said with a gentle smile.

Then she looked at the thin and handsome boy in front of her, his peach blossom eyes were watery.

"How come the little shop owner has time to come and take a look..."

Droste blinked and looked around, sighing that Mrs. Isabel's eyes were really charming.

"I got off get out of class early today, so I came over to take a look... This place should be almost finished, judging by the look of it."

Droste took two steps closer and glanced at the decorations in the store.

On the left is a row of tables, which have not been set up yet.

On the right is the bar. I don’t know what wood it is made of, but it has a rather rustic and heavy feel.

There is also a row of tables in front of the bar.

Behind it is a cabinet for keeping food fresh, and there is also transparent glass for storing some mouth-watering desserts.

But now it's just empty, there's nothing.

Isabel also looked back and followed his gaze.

"Almost. I'll have to clean it up in the next few days, then go buy some ingredients and stuff, and then I can start preparing the ingredients."

Glancing at Phoenix, Mrs. Isabel clenched her hands and looked gentle.

"Little shop owner, please come and try the desserts I made."

Droste smiled slightly, and said in a teasing tone: "Will the dessert be as sweet as Miss Isabel's lips?"

As he said this, Droste was about to lean forward, as if he was going to peck Mrs. Isabel's pale red lips.

"No, little shopkeeper... Phoenix is ​​still here... It's not convenient here..."

Mrs. Isabel's face gradually turned red and she pushed him away.

Mrs. Isabel's heart was pounding as she thought about the various medicinal herbs and other things she was preparing recently.

"It's okay." Droste glanced at Phoenix, who was looking around the house excitedly.

Then he continued to tease Mrs. Isabel, "Miss Isabel said it's not convenient here, so where is it convenient?"

"Would next Tuesday be more convenient?"

As they got closer, Droste's breath became closer, and he was speaking softly beside her ear. The hot wind made the young elf lady tremble.

His body trembled, and his thighs began to rub together, twisting and looking at Droste.

"Stop... stop making trouble. I promised... I will do it."

There was even a hint of tears in Mrs. Isabel's tone.

"That's good. Miss Isabel has worked so hard."

Droste reached out and gently stroked a few strands of Mrs. Isabel's hair.

"Hmm...ah...not hard..."

Mrs. Isabel pursed her lips, her body tensed, her instep tensed, her five neatly arranged toes gripping the soles of her shoes.

The shop owner's breath is really a bit overwhelming. This light orange fragrance is always... hard to resist...

"What are you doing? When will Miss Isabel come back?"

Phoenix poked her head out curiously from the side and asked.

"Nothing, what's wrong?"

Droste put his hands in his pockets calmly.

"Well... wait a little longer, wait for a few workers to clean up this place and then go back."

Mrs. Isabel's face was red, with the aftereffects of her previous prank still lingering on her face.

"Oh~ All right, but Miss Isabel, please take care of yourself. Your face is so red, are you sick?"

Phoenix looked at Mrs. Isabel with innocent eyes. "Ah...well, thank you for your concern, Phoenix. I will pay more attention to it." Mrs. Isabel responded with a smile.

Then he glanced at Droste lightly, with a look of charm in his eyes that others could not see.

Droste couldn't help but be a little obsessed. She was indeed the perfect, pure and flawless elf lady.

Looks like I’ll have to charge a little more rent tonight, what a charming lady.

After a moment's pause, Droste also spoke:
"Then just wait."

……

After the workers packed up their tools, put their belongings away and said goodbye to Isabel, the three of them set out on their journey home.

After returning home and cleaning up for a while, Mrs. Isabel took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cook dinner.

Look at Mrs. Isabel's superb cooking skills and the delicious dishes she made in the kitchen.

Phoenix and Droste both ate with gusto.

Phoenix even said that she was looking forward to the dessert shop becoming very popular.

After eating, they chatted in the living room for a while, and then the three went back to their own rooms to rest.

Droste lay on his bed, teasing the black crow Bai Ze for a while, and taught Bai Ze to call him "Young Master".

"Master haha, Master haha."

Just as Droste was about to stop the crow, which was sometimes clever and sometimes mischievous, the door of the room was gently pushed open.

There was a gap in the room, which was pushed open by Mrs. Isabel.

She was wearing a thin nightgown, which was as hazy as a veil, giving rise to endless reverie.

Coupled with the delicate face that has just finished bathing, pure and flawless.

Tiny drops of water slid across the white neck and then fell into the infinitely deep abyss.

"Good evening, Miss Isabel. Are you here to pay the rent?"

The corners of Droste's mouth rose slightly with a hint of ridicule.

"Well... little shopkeeper, this is the rent, for you..."

Mrs. Isabel reached into her pockets and actually took out some gold coins, which made Droste look a little dazed.

"no……"

Really paying the rent.

Looking at the dazed expression, Miss Isabel covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Hahaha~ I'm paying you rent, little shop owner."

Okay, got cheated.

Droste had a deflated expression on his face and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Don't tease me, Miss Isabel. You don't have to rush to pay the rent now. You just opened your business and you still have some money to spend. You can pay me when you make a profit later."

"Well...but..."

Mrs. Isabel looked at the boy's sincere eyes and the tenderness in his words was intoxicating.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not really short of money right now."

Droste walked forward lightly and put his arm around Mrs. Isabel's slender waist.

"Shopkeeper...mmmm..."

The pointed ears were suddenly struck by the strong love, and then turned red all over the body.

Even the skin on her neck was slightly red, just like delicious peach wine.

"I know my limits, except for that agreement..."

Droste smiled softly and blew warm air into Mrs. Isabel's ears.

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　The next chapter is about collecting some rent, and then fast forward to Saturday when the dessert shop is almost open.
　　
　
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