Chapter 310 Is this the wish?
11 month 22 day.

noon.

A new saint stood on the execution platform, wearing the same black and white dress as the previous saint.

"..."

Put your hands together and pray devoutly.

"Is it really useful? It happened again right after I changed it..."

"But it's not like the last Saint, where more than a dozen people died in a row, right?"

"..."

Not many people believed in the saint, but when the government said that public prayers would be held, most people came.

They all believe what they say, but there are indeed many people who curse and swear.

The guard post behind the fountain is still heavily guarded, and a new person has been appointed as the chief guard.

Ordinary people seemed to have no idea that the original guard leader was dead, and they just speculated that the two gangs were fighting each other again and causing trouble.

"..."

Su Ming quietly left the crowd.

Ok.

The guards who were killed earlier inexplicably became the reason why no one dared to come out to look for the saint openly. The friction between the two gangs was also kept in the dark. After all, if they wanted to survive in the Doma Autonomous Region, they had to listen to the guards.

The priority is to find the murderer who dared to challenge the authorities.

Unfortunately, all the witnesses are dead, only Duoduo is still alive.

11 month 22 day.

in the afternoon.

Tavern.

"Thanks to little brother, Duoduo can live a normal life, right?"

"I've seen many women like Duoduo before, but I can't find one as lucky as her... out of a hundred."

"..."

I chatted with the proprietress while drinking beer that tasted just like juice.

Duoduo is much cuter in her new uniform. Before, she was forced to wear provocative and inappropriate clothes with her childish body, but now she looks just the right amount of childish.

If a person has already climbed Mount Everest, would he still be interested in the nearby hills?

It doesn't shake, and you can't see the groove when you lower your head to wipe the table. There is no exaggerated curve in the hips, just hips.

"what……"

Inadvertently, he made eye contact with her, and she immediately buried her face deeper and wiped the table even harder. Her ears were slightly red.

Correct.

She can't win by relying on a small hill at all, only her immature and simple behavior can arouse men's desire to protect her.

"Haha, don't worry that Duoduo will be bullied."

"The last person who dared to run wild in my store should now have grass on his grave as high as my arm."

"..."

There is no need to worry that Duoduo will expose the lies you made up... probably.

What gang dispute? The guards' investigation into the murderer has nothing to do with Su Ming and they will never find out about him.

Now we have to focus on the Saint's wish.

11 month 22 day.

Night.

The small and cramped bathroom now has a bathtub that can accommodate half an adult. After getting used to lying in the bathtub, Su Ming still likes to take a comfortable bath after being tired.

It's just that the space is too small. Once the heat escapes, the room will soon become like a fairyland.

"Mr. Ming, um...can I come in?"

"..."

Is it a fairyland?

The saint is outside the door, intending to serve him.

"Mr. Ming?"

"Well, come in."

"..."

The old wooden door used to make a little noise when pushed, but Su Ming put tape on the hinges and there was no more creaking sound.

so.

Why would the saint only wear a bath towel?

"It's very humid in here... your clothes will get wet. And it's not convenient to kneel down to wipe it for you..."

The reason is understandable.

But is it really true that you have no awareness at all?

"that……"

Her face was faintly rosy in the mist.

"Do you hate seeing my unclean body like this?"

"...Unclean?"

"Well, I heard the priestess say behind my back that my body is obscene and unclean... the goddess will definitely not like it."

"..."

"I, I'll just put on my coat after all. I can just wash it if it gets dirty..."

"Need not."

Su Ming waved his hand.

"..."

She paused, then knelt silently beside the tub and picked up the towel.

"Have you thought of the wish?"

"Even if you suddenly say that you want to fulfill my wish... I don't know what to do for a while. If I can help you with something... there are many things I can do."

"..."

This is the situation.

Although Su Ming no longer rejects his birth identity, it is a mission and a goal after all. No matter how to say, the third wish becomes that she has to squat down and help him solve his needs... 1/7 of conscience is not conscience?
"Why would you want to fulfill the wishes of someone like me?"

"interest."

"But I should have died, and I am still alive because of you... I didn't have any wishes before I died."

"If you want something, if you want to go somewhere... just think about it and you will get it."

"Um...that."

"?"

"In front, I'll help you too..."

The hot water in the bucket gradually cooled down, but on the contrary, the cramped bathroom was filled with fog and humidity.

The snow-white bath towel she was wrapped in was also wet, and there were some water droplets on her snow-white neck. Not to mention her thighs that were slightly squeezed and deformed after kneeling on the ground.

These are the legs that Su Ming prefers, with a slightly fleshy feel.

"Your...just praying won't solve it."

"Can I help you relieve it like I did yesterday?"

"..."

Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?

Her face began to turn red again, but she reached out without hesitation. There was a soft towel between them.

"You really think this doesn't matter?"

"..."

She paused for a moment and lowered her head again.

"If you don't mind... I can help you anytime."

Maybe I feel that I haven’t been specific enough.

"If it's you, then it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter at all."

She added one more sentence.

It can be said to be equivalent to explicit indication.

Unlike Duoduo, who had no grooves even when she bent down to wipe the table in the tavern in the afternoon, the saint was squatting there wrapped in a bath towel, and the soft bath towel naturally had a part embedded in the valley in the middle, forming an M shape.

The bath towel was just tied up, and the exaggerated curves of her hips and waist would naturally rise as she squatted.

Ok.

The Saint is not a vacuum. Not yet. But seeing pure white, isn't it also astringent? No, it's even more astringent.

"..."

Su Ming felt a little dry in the mouth and quickly looked away.

But the reaction could not be retracted immediately just by closing her eyes, and she must have felt it in the palm of her hand.

"Mr. Ming."

"Ok?"

It's amazing that she can still talk calmly in this state.

"Actually... I know a little about this."

"..."

"There were powerful people who came to the temple to ask for help, saying they only had a few minutes... hoping to beg the goddess for help to make their married life stable. There were also those who wanted a stable relationship with their spouse, hoping to be liked by someone... I haven't experienced this, but I've heard a lot about it."

"..."

“There are also those…powerful people who come to the temple to do that kind of thing. The priestess pulled me aside and told me not to disturb them.”

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

Damn, we spent too much time playing. At most, I took Xiaoye and Xueer to church to play. And I always made sure that no one was there before going.

Birth.

"Mr. Ming."

"?"

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"..."

The towel that was originally between her hands disappeared without a trace. The bath towel on her body also slid down a little due to the movement. If it were a little more, you could see the color of the highest point of Mount Everest.

"Thank you for saving me. And for being so kind to me..."

"..."

Not only was her face red, but her neck and ears were also stained pink. She didn't help clean up like before.

"I, I'll go warm your bed first..."

He just left this sentence and ran away as if he was embarrassed.

Did I just get confessed?

There was some dirt floating on the surface of the tub, blocked by the towel thrown inside. This proved that what Su Ming had just heard was not an illusion.

11 month 22 day.

Night.

"Boom..."

Ever since I left the bathroom, my heart couldn't stop being anxious.

I said it.

Although it may seem a bit hasty, I think the reasoning is valid.

I like the way he looks at me.

Someone who couldn't even talk to me before was looking at me with such an aggressive gaze...

"..."

what.

The bed is so soft.

The bed he slept in, his hair. My fingertips are full of his scent. I just touched it with my own hands... I became like that because of me.

Caress the bedding.

I did try to rub my bed with my hands to warm it up before going to sleep because it was too cold in the temple, but I soon found that it was faster to just take off my clothes and rely on my body temperature than to rub it with my hands.

But there is no way to do that right now.

If I could make a wish, maybe I would say this...

I know that if you like someone too much, you will unconsciously beautify everything he does.

For example, if I had to say that I didn't want to consider him, I would think it was a natural kindness... I felt guilty about 'tricking' someone as innocent as me into serving him, and I wanted to make up for that.

Even though he never took the initiative to do anything for me, I would still think of it as an act of gentleness that made me tremble.

Shyness is not fake.

Even if I really like her, I'm still afraid that she'll look disappointed... thinking she's not pretty enough, or has a good enough figure.

The touch of my fingertips, the feedback. It was also very gentle... Even though I was so excited, I didn't ask for anything more.

Yes.

The guy I like is like this. He gave up most of his personal time for my sister, without caring about anything else. He always looks tired, but never complains. He said he would buy a new MP3 for my sister after finishing work today.

I never found anything pornographic in the room. I was just an ignorant age at that time...

"what……"

I buried my face in the quilt and took a deep breath.

Actually, it was just the smell of a new quilt. But I just felt that there was something that made me feel uneasy... something I couldn't explain.

What is the wish?

Does it count if you hope to be eaten?
Hope to be loved.

I want to be caressed on the cheek... to be possessed of everything.

"Clap."

When I heard footsteps approaching, I quickly sat down on the bed properly and continued to smooth it with my hands.

It's already warm.

After all, I just exhaled in it.

"Mr. Ming...it's warm now."

"You don't have to do that. I'm not that delicate."

"..."

I said nothing.

I am probably still in a shy state after confessing my feelings.

"Go to bed early. Remember to tell me if you have a wish."

"..."

I'm going to take a shower too.

However, the water in the bathtub where he had taken a bath had been poured out.

There is no way to reuse the water he used.

But I could think of something else. He poured out the water because he thought it was dirty, and boiled a new pot in the pot. The charcoal fire was still burning.

It infected my face and it became hotter and hotter.

"..."

"sorry."

After all these years, I am still the same. Once I see... I can't help myself.

It was as if the despicable things she had done had never existed, and she was really just a saint. Her thighs unconsciously came together, feeling a little strange.

no way.

All his reactions so far... prove that he has not become a bad person because of me. Instead, he has become better and gentler.

11 month 22 day.

late at night.

Su Ming's bed was very warm. The warmer it was, the harder it was to fall asleep.

It can't be a trap.

After all, the favorability is there, even if it is love at first sight... it is not that strange. In fact, there is no other explanation for the favorability being 133. Not to mention that it is approaching 150 now.

and so.

With a favorability of 150, it's not surprising that he would actively seduce me.

and so.

Even if I knock on her door now, or call her over, I can still do whatever I want.

"Sperm on the brain..."

Su Ming turned over, got up and lit a cigarette.

Forget it.

The problem of favorability cannot be solved. There is no need to solve it.

Since she can't think of a suitable wish, it's better to take her out to see, even if it's the clothes she wants...complete the task first. As for the rest, the moral bottom line is already very low, but to be honest, Su Ming's current understanding of the saint is very shallow. Putting aside the buttocks, there is no emotion.

Everything in the world is nothing but a skeleton.

Just come over and knock on the door.

"Dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door.

"..."

"Mr. Ming, your clothes... I will help you wash them."

Fortunately, I just came to pick up the dirty clothes.

"May the goddess bless you and you can have a good sleep."

"..."

With a somewhat blushing face, she held the clothes that Su Ming had thrown casually on the chair and gently closed the door. She was no longer wrapped in the bath towel she had just been wearing, and she was no longer properly dressed.

"..."

What are you looking forward to?
If this goes on, there won't be any room for excuses in front of Yao and the others.

11 month 23 day.

morning.

"It seems to be fine at the moment."

"You look very different after putting on makeup, so it's okay to just go out for a walk normally."

Su Ming plans to take her out to trigger the wish.

11 month 23 day.

noon.

"Mr. Ming... As expected, there is nothing I want, and there is no place I want to go."

Wandering around, the saint still had no wishes.

"Work, is there anything I can do?"

“It’s always your money.”

"..."

Su Ming really has no shortage of money. As long as he wants, there are always kind fellow villagers who will donate money.

But if this was what she came up with after racking her brains.

There is no need to delay any longer.

11 month 23 day.

in the afternoon.

Tavern.

"Ah, the little brother is here... eh?"

The proprietress was smiling at first, but her expression froze when she saw the saint beside Su Ming.

"This is?"

"..."

"She is Nana, so she is..."

You can use any pseudonym, but what should you say about your identity?

"I am the servant bought by Mr. Ming."

While Su Ming was hesitating, she spoke first. She was not alone with Su Ming, and she behaved very elegantly in front of the boss's wife.

11 month 23 day.

in the afternoon.

Su Ming couldn't say a word to Duoduo because she was too busy.

"pat..."

And today, mistakes kept happening. When I came to my senses, I could see Duoduo dropping a plate or accidentally spilling wine.

"Brother, to be honest... I don't lack people at all. I hired Duoduo because I was bored alone. Business seems to be getting better. Plus, it's fun to watch Duoduo and brother."

"If you want to sell this guy out for a favor, it's not bad. After all, he doesn't look like an ordinary person."

"But do you really not consider the harmony of my employees at all?"

The proprietress pulled Su Ming to a corner to talk alone.

"So, what is the relationship between you and her? Star slave? It doesn't look like lover?"

"..."

Neither.

11 month 23 day.

Night.

"sorry."

"..."

Su Ming didn't plan to take a shower today, so he didn't do anything and didn't sweat at all.

So, she just helped with back massage while wearing her clothes.

"Because of my wish, you are in trouble..."

"..."

There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Su Ming just felt that he had become familiar with the tavern. If he had to say something, he ignored what Duoduo, who he had saved casually, was thinking.

"It's okay. If you want to work and earn money, just find another place."

"..."

She said nothing, just kept pressing.

After a long while, he spoke, "I...I want to change my wish."

"?"

"I hope you can reconcile with her. I can apologize or do anything..."

"..."

Why is she so scared?
Even my eyes were blurry.

It's fine at all. Duoduo also said something strange at the end, "Brother, Duoduo will work harder." Maybe he really thinks of himself as a brother, and the boss lady is overthinking.

Su Ming gave her a brief explanation.

"Really... it doesn't bother you?"

"No."

"..."

The massaging hands have stopped.

But she still maintained the posture of sitting astride Su Ming's legs.

"..."

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other was heard. That elastic buttocks, this time, really sat on Su Ming's legs without any disguise.

"Mr. Ming, don't... don't look back."

"..."

There's no turning back.

After all, her baby canteen was pressed on Su Ming's back. There was only a thin layer of cloth in the southern hemisphere. The northern hemisphere could even directly experience the warmth.

"Change your wish."

"I hope you know that I am not someone who can do anything to everyone... I have never done this before. It's not like I know nothing either."

"..."

"I would like you to... accept me in my unclean form. Is that okay?"

"..."

"Work, or something else... I don't know what exactly I can do for you. But if you are interested in my unclean appearance... and are willing to see me. I... also know that I can only show it to one person."

"If you don't mind, just look back."

This can no longer be said to be an explicit statement. It is not wrong to say that Su Ming wanted to pounce directly.

"..."

That pink skin and snow-white body was easy to push over.

Su Ming was on top. Those eyes did not dare to look at Su Ming, but just closed them tightly. His cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and his breath hitting Su Ming's chest was getting warmer and warmer.

This time, although she was not wearing a bath towel, the underwear she was supposed to have had was already unbuttoned, leaving nothing inside.

"Are you sure this is the wish?"

"……Um."

Even though her response was very quiet, it was clear in the quiet room.

"..."

The buttocks are indeed very elastic.

"嘤咛......"

Her lips were slightly parted, and the sweet breath that seemed to be there and not there was indeed alluring.

Now, Su Ming understood everything.

This is the peak game of the birth rank. The ultimate version of the textbook of morality and decadence published by the People's Education Press.

(End of this chapter)