Chapter 313 This is not a serious progress bar

11 month 25 day.

early.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

"..."

Facing Mr. Ming's question, I lowered my head and just scooped noodles from the pot.

"Although it's a little surprising, it's still the same as what I said last night."

"When you get used to your ordinary life as a saint, your thoughts remain the same..."

"..."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night I lost control and said something I shouldn't have said. Maybe it was because I was unwilling to give in... unsatisfied. Too greedy. Whatever the reason, it was beyond the scope of the saintly character I played.

I want to apologize again.

"Need not."

"The situation is not bad recently. As long as you don't go to South Street, you should be fine if you walk around East Street where there are people."

He was still as gentle as I remembered.

"Natasha?"

It's natural for you to feel confused when I hug you from behind, right?

"Sorry……"

Not only was I apologizing for what happened yesterday, but I was also apologizing for the greed that was craving to get closer even though I was trying my best to control it...

11 month 25 day.

Night.

I still prepare hot water in the bathtub first.

"How do you...feel?"

"Even if you ask how...hiss!"

"..."

I tried to materialize the increasingly irrepressible impulse somewhere else. As long as he was happy and found me attractive... that would also relieve it.

"I'm sorry... I didn't actually just warm your bed with my hands anymore."

"Gu..."

As I bent down to serve him, I told him something that he might have already known.

"Yesterday I slept in bed secretly. I used my body to keep warm..."

"..."

"Well, because there is your smell in the bed...I like it very much."

I don't care anymore.

I can no longer pretend to be an ordinary saint who falls in love at first sight step by step.

"Actually... it doesn't taste good."

"But because it's yours, I feel..."

I opened my mouth slightly.

11 month 26 day.

early.

I asked Mr. Ming for some money.

According to him, he was looking for something that might be a 'wish'. A wish that had nothing to do with him.

Mr. Ming said that starting from the fountain at the guard station, the east side is relatively safe. As long as you don't go to remote places with few people, it is safe.

"Miss, would you like some mustard greens?"

"..."

I don’t really have much interest in cooking. In the past, I just thought that as long as I could eat and save money, it was fine.

The reason why my cooking skills are acceptable is...it’s innate, right?
Being able to make something edible out of the worst ingredients.

Bought the ingredients.

Next up is...

"Give me some wine, please."

I have a lot of things to say. But I feel that it is despicable to say them in my current position. I am treating him as a good person who is easy to deceive. In this way, I can satisfy my own despicable desires.

But there is no way back.

11 month 26 day.

in the afternoon.

I haven't seen Mr. Ming for almost a day.

I next realized that I was near a tavern.

"If you keep being so shy, I will never treat you as a woman."

"Duoduo, cheer up!"

"I taught you that. Pretend that the hem of your skirt accidentally rubs against the chair, and lift it up a little... No one else can do this."

"..."

In front of Mr. Ming, the proprietress flirted with the woman who had been hugging Mr. Ming.

She has a flat body, how can she beat me?
"..."

"elder brother……"

Seeing her, I was so shy that I was shaking. I clumsily pretended to accidentally bump into the chair. But I went too far and my skirt rolled up to my belly...all of the pure white could be seen.

She was so embarrassed that she ran back to the inner room.

"Madam Boss, is it really appropriate to torment her like this?"

"It's appropriate. Believe it or not, after the young man leaves, Duoduo will come over and ask how it went just now?"

"..."

Actually, I know it very well.

What I lacked between her and me was experience and truth. How can there be love at first sight?

The maid outfit is so pretty.

I also want to say to him openly...please look at me more.

11 month 26 day.

Night.

"Something from the past?"

"I met a white-haired old man by chance and learned a lot of skills from him."

“That old man gave me this thing, too.”

"..."

But he was also lying.

He had never met a white-haired old man when he was a child, and he did not have the abilities he has now.

Just an ordinary person.

I would be so tired that I would fall asleep, my back would ache, and I would be very hungry...

Eating.

I took out the wine I had bought a long time ago. One bottle was the highest proof in the Doma Autonomous Region, and the seller claimed it was the only one of its kind, with some added ingredients.

One bottle is ordinary ale with a very low alcohol content.

"want to drink?"

"...Yes. Is that okay?"

"also."

"..."

I can't take my eyes away.

I could never get enough of looking at his face as he held the wine glass.

Who would be so stupid as to stop because of something strange when a woman who is at least pretty has already taken off all her clothes and is willing to do anything?

Only him.

"Natasha? If you can't drink, forget it."

"..."

I didn't think of getting him drunk. Rather than getting him drunk... I wanted to get myself drunk. This way, the feeling of being despicable would be much less.

But I seemed to be too drunk, I drank too much, and it didn't go as planned, I kept some strength and consciousness and pretended to fall down.

"Get some rest."

"..."

I was supported and moved towards my room.

Can smell him. Very close.

The quilt was placed on the bed and covered.

Where is Mr. Ming going?
"?"

"..."

In short, I subconsciously used all my strength to gently pull on the hem of his clothes and refused to let go.

"desire……"

"Instead, allow...I like you. Is that okay?"

"It has nothing to do with whether I allow it or not. It's a personal freedom."

"..."

I don't want to be told what's going on, I just want to be allowed to do so.

So, again, “Is it okay?”

"..."

"Is that why you suddenly want to drink?"

"……Um."

I don't know if Mr. Ming said anything else at the end, but I saw his frown relax... and put my hand back on the quilt. That expression was just like me when I ran away from home a long time ago and was homeless, and I was in his room... I missed him so much, and I felt at ease.

I am such an idiot.

I wanted to numb him with alcohol, but ended up being drunk myself.

But maybe this is a more clever approach.

11 month 27 day.

early.

I vaguely smelled the aroma of custard.

"woke up?"

"..."

Mr. Ming made breakfast: egg custard and rice porridge.

Very tasty.

"I saw you bought some eggs and wine lees. Originally you said you would cook them in rice porridge, but I thought I haven't had egg custard for a long time."

"..."

Something has changed.

Mr. Ming didn't look at me much. He was very serious...it seemed like he was pretending.

"It'll be good to keep up the momentum. Get out more."

"..."

I realized belatedly that I had missed a button on my chest. Maybe he could see something from his angle.

11 month 27 day.

morning.

I asked Mr. Ming for money again, but this time I didn't buy food or anything else that I thought would be convenient for him.

"Men will like it?"

"Ah."

"You mean...sexual interest?"

"..."

There is nothing to be ashamed of. I am a woman who will keep climbing the ladder. Once I see an opportunity, I will continue to climb without hesitation.

"Ah...you..."

"Too pretty."

When I changed into clothes that even the female salesperson blushed at the sight of them, I paid for them and bought them directly.

11 month 27 day.

in the afternoon.

Mr. Ming goes to the pub every day.

I still met the woman named Duoduo, but gradually... I also found out that Mr. Ming did not do anything to her, but the woman was just in love with him.

The maid outfit and black stockings are really nice looking.

But what I have in my bag is...better.

11 month 27 day.

Night.

Su Ming continued to wander around, and finally had a quick drink at the pub before going back.

"Brother, there's something on the corner of my mouth."

'...'

What exactly is the boss lady teaching Duoduo?

Suddenly he reached out, took the crumbs from his cheek, and put them in his mouth to eat.

She must have more than one set of black silk maid outfits, right? She wears black silk every day. Now she even learns to wear high heels...

Even if she changed into a normal length skirt instead of a mini skirt, Su Ming couldn't imagine how much attention Duoduo would attract when the tavern opened tomorrow.

Hut.

The hot water for the bathtub was prepared early as usual.

It's not just Duoduo who has problems.

The same goes for the saint.

Ever since I said "I wish you could allow me to like you" when I was drunk.

No.

【Progress: 1/10】

It should be said that it started from the moment she finished speaking and an extra word box appeared above her head.

My conscience moved.

Whether it was love at first sight or something else, this was an unreserved and true confession.

There is no such thing as teaching her how to love.

For Su Ming, there are only two choices, accept or refuse.

If the word "wife" had not touched his remaining conscience that day, he would have done it long ago, right?

What conscience?

I have already used the Baby Canteen and Butt Card to swipe the card, and there is this thing?
"Clap."

Sitting in a bathtub filled with hot water, Su Ming heard footsteps approaching.

"Can I...can I come in?"

The saint is here.

"Ah."

Su Ming thought it was no different from usual.

But after the response, the door was not opened.

"squeak……"

At least a minute passed before the door opened, and the hot air dissipated toward the door.

A head of soft long hair that is a little longer than the shoulders, beautiful eyes with neat shapes, a thin and high nose, small lips that are low-key and self-assertive, and a baby canteen that is definitely not small. This is definitely above D.

She was wearing a spotted miniskirt, swaying gracefully. Her fair curves looked unexpectedly plump and attractive. As she walked, the hem of her skirt rose and fell... You could see her fleshy thighs slightly deformed, and a touch of pure white lace.

The legs were wrapped in white pantyhose, which soon took on a different kind of luster under the influence of the cramped and humid bathroom... The material looked very good.

I don't have shoes, I come barefoot.

"Natasha, this..."

"..."

She was trembling slightly due to nervousness, her face slightly red as she looked at the ground, deliberately avoiding Su Ming's sight.

He didn't answer Su Ming at all, but just quietly went behind Su Ming and helped wipe his back with a towel as usual.

But it wasn't a long job.

It only takes about ten minutes to change to the front.

"..."

Su Ming's towel couldn't hide it at all.

"I... saw that the clothes she changed into were very beautiful. I wanted to buy some too. So I shamelessly asked you for money..."

【Progress: 2/10】

"..."

Su Ming swallowed.

No.

Is this what the real wish means?

"The salesgirl said that this...men would like it very much."

"I wonder if you would..."

"..."

Although she lowered her head, she had already moved Su Ming's hand to her thigh, which was smooth through the white silk.

If you are not careful, you will be completely attracted by the slippery touch.

"Mr. Ming..."

Her hand was placed on the towel covering Su Ming.

"I've thought it through very clearly. No matter what I do...I won't regret it."

"Can you please... trust me?"

The face finally raised its head. It had already turned crimson.

"Wow..."

She also got into the tub. The tub was small, barely enough for two people.

After hugging Su Ming, his lips naturally came close to his. It was a little cold... but soon became warm.

Her technique is clumsy.

"……Well."

Su Ming just stretched out his hand to respond to the baby canteen who seemed to need help, and she shuddered unconsciously. She leaned on Su Ming's cross-legged buttocks wrapped in white silk and shook unconsciously.

【Progress: 3/10】

No.

Just reaching out and touching her means that I believe in her? Does it count as responding to her true wishes?

This isn't a serious mission trial at all!

Compared to the previous one, it’s even more excessive to try to gain favor with Setis!

"I...I still..."

"The cook..."

"..."

At this point there is no reason to pause.

She probably really was not just out of gratitude. Gratitude alone would not have led to such an extent.

"Use my money to buy this thing?"

"I'm sorry... I thought you would like it..."

"Do you think?"

"..."

"You're right. I do like it."

White stockings, God. White stockings with voluptuous thighs and buttocks, forever God.

11 month 28 day.

early morning.

The bed sheet in Su Ming's room could no longer be used. It was stained with red and had various other marks.

So, this is the room where the Saint sleeps. The bed is small, but it is just right for sleeping with her in my arms.

"..."

Tiny breaths beat against Su Ming's chest.

She must be tired. After all, she had never experienced this before, when she was suddenly bursting out with the energy she had accumulated for a while...

Why do I smile so happily even when I sleep?
Such a peaceful smile.

"..."

Su Ming climbed up quietly and put on his shorts.

"Clap."

Light another cigarette.

【Favourability: 169】

【Description: A girl who has extreme love for you. 】

Whether it's your wife or your own woman... you can accept it as soon as your upper and lower lips touch each other in words.

But how to bring it back?
Do you really want to take it back? Regardless of whether you take it back or not, Su Ming feels that it’s time to do something serious.

11 month 28 day.

Three o'clock in the morning.

"Mr. Ming... is actually very interested in me."

"..."

"Thank you."

Su Ming was just about to go out and find something to do when the saint woke up.

Then, for various reasons, she was at the bottom. Slightly close her thighs and rub them.

"That...it doesn't matter, I can still..."

Seriously, it shouldn't matter if I do it tomorrow? Anyway, the progress is only 3/10. It seems that the real wish is not difficult, and it is a progress that I can control.

11 month 28 day.

Four o'clock in the morning.

I was exhausted and had weird feelings all over my body.

But very happy.

"..."

Because, at this moment, I am being embraced by the person I love. I can no longer restrain myself and can smell his scent openly.

"What should I say?"

"Actually, I'm not from here. My hometown is a little far away..."

He said he was going to take me back.

Back to a place I also know, not a dream.

"Natasha?"

I don't want to recall that kind of thing. I don't want to go to that kind of place either.

I would rather crawl back into bed now and be loved again... again. Could you consider staying here because you finally like the Saint?

I can do everything.

"Hiss! Wait..."

"..."

It's my first time, but I'm still okay. I think... he just needs to remember that I can still be liked now. I'm already his wife.

I am very happy. Yes. It must be like this. I have everything, and I have no reason not to be satisfied with the status quo. I just need to continue to feel its breath that desires me.

(End of this chapter)