Chapter 80: Mrs. Isabel is like a dessert

“Everyone is very, very enthusiastic.”

"As expected of Miss Isabel, the hand of God directly captured the delicious flour and delicious cocoa powder!"

Phoenix leaned against the bar, watching Droste and Mrs. Isabel busying around inside, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The God of Gourmet Desserts must be Miss Isabel's favored god, oh! God!"

"Yes, Miss Isabel has been very busy today. Thank you for your hard work."

Droste also said with a faint smile.

"You must have a good rest today."

Mrs. Isabel looked at the darkening sky, smiled and shook her head.

"This is definitely not just my efforts. It must be the help of the small shop owner and Phoenix that allowed me to open the store successfully for one day."

"I should thank you more."

“It’s all as it should be~(^o^)”

Phoenix responded with a smile. Phoenix, wearing a white apron, really looked a bit like a store sign girl.

The not-too-complicated little skirt makes her legs look very slender. She looks smiling and standing on tiptoes, like a lively and youthful little cat girl!
Just like the beautiful Mrs. Isabel, she attracted countless people who were enjoying the delicious food.

"It looks so good... oh no... it tastes so good."

"Humph, you only know how to look at pretty girls, right? I'll tear your ears apart!"

This is a conversation between a young couple who are having dinner in a restaurant.

"How about going up and asking for a contact method..."

"I didn't expect that you, a damn second dimension person, would have such courage?"

These are a few young people who are just casually playing games and making bets.

Seeing Phoenix bringing up the last dessert ordered by the customer, Droste took a light step, opened the small door of the bar and walked in.

"Today's share has been sold out, right? There shouldn't be any left."

Mrs. Isabel nodded and responded, "Yes, today's is almost sold out. By the way, I didn't expect my dessert to be so popular?"

His eyes sparkled with joy, as bright as the stars in the sky.

Those charming peach blossom eyes seemed to be alive, blinking.

"Of course, Isabel's cooking skills are the best in the world."

"It's so sweet, no one can refuse it..."

As he spoke, Droste stood very naturally behind Mrs. Isabel and gently put his arms around her waist.

Even though the apron and clothes covered Mrs. Isabel's beauty, her slender waist and taut chest were still extremely attractive.

"It's just like the smell of Isabel herself..."

"Well……"

Mrs. Isabel became a little flustered for a moment. The light orange scent of the young man came to her little by little, making her already tired body even softer.

"Stop it, Phoenix is ​​still outside, and... call me by my real name in a quieter voice, can we speak more quietly..."

"Okay, I'll listen to Isabel."

Droste hugged Mrs. Isabel's slender waist tightly, feeling the warmth for a moment.

On this small workbench, there are all kinds of flavors, the rich aroma of nuts, the light sweetness of milk, the sweet taste of honey, and the fragrance of fruits.

And there is Mrs. Isabel in front of me, who is as gentle as water.

The complex taste seemed to transform Mrs. Isabel in front of him into the most delicious dessert.

At first, when Droste was helping outside, he didn't feel it, but as soon as he walked into the bar, the smell instantly filled his nose, and he even felt a little restless in his heart.

If Mrs. Isabel is willing, I really want to fill her with delicious desserts and cake cream, and then... feast on them~
Ah, cerebellum, the cerebellum is getting out of control.

Damn it, I was the thief. Mrs. Isabel also felt the warmth of this moment. After a busy day, it was a luxury for her to get a warm and comfortable hug.

"Thank you, little shop owner...嘤!"

Mrs. Isabel was just about to bend down to grab the hands, but she found that the hands had already disappeared away.

Mrs. Isabel bit her lip and was a little unsteady for a moment. Her face was flushed with shame, and she looked extremely attractive under the warm orange light.

"Phoenix is ​​coming...don't do this..."

The voice sounded very small and somewhat hesitant.

"Hmm...but the aroma of Isabel mixed with the ingredients of this dessert is like a super delicious dessert. I kind of want to...eat Isabel..."

Droste placed his hands on the rent and rubbed it gently, leaning his whole body against Mrs. Isabel.

The boy's warm breath was like scorching molten lava, burning the tips of Mrs. Isabel's ears.

All of a sudden, the elf lady's long ears turned red all the way down to her neck.

Droste also remembered the incident about the elf lady falling down after blowing in her ear, so he did not tease her too much, lest the lovely and shy Mrs. Isabel fall to the ground in an instant due to her weak legs.

However, even so, Droste still felt the emotions of the beauty in front of him, that surging emotion, in a very short time.

How do I say it? Even though you say no, your body is very honest.

The rent is also very generous and straightforward, and the rent node is quite high.

"I kind of want to...taste it..."

"ah……"

Mrs. Isabel's face was steaming like a steam girl in an instant, her face was hot, and her body was limp.

"But...but I'm too busy today...I'm sweating all over..."

"How...does this taste..."

Mrs. Isabel murmured softly, her legs tightening uncontrollably. She was wearing indoor slippers, and her feet were tense, with all five toes aligned neatly.

The feeling of embarrassment and excitement makes people dizzy as if they had drunk barley juice.

There were people outside... Phoenix was nearby. If Phoenix had turned her head a little... she might have seen the two people hugging each other...

But why... is it so exciting... my heart is beating so fast...

So... so shy...

"So what Isabel means is -

I can do it normally...? When I'm not sweating, I can do it..."

Seizing the loophole in Mrs. Isabel's language, Drost couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
The lady is truly worthy of being a lady. Even if she is an innocent elf lady, she is still ten thousand times more proactive than a shy girl.

"Um……"

Mrs. Isabel lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito, her light golden hair set off her fair skin, blocking her shy, misty peach eyes.

"Shopkeeper, please stop... your hands..."

"What are you doing? The last table of guests is about to leave. Can you go off work now?"

Phoenix sat on the bar, her body as limp as a real cat, and she looked exhausted.

"I'm so tired today. I've worked so hard. I feel like my magic power is almost running out!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Droste walked out from behind Mrs. Isabel naturally and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Mrs. Isabel is not dry.

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