don't make me wear a skirt

"Woooooooo..."

The little eagle trembled and picked up his fur, and ran out of the window sill with short legs and tears.

After plucking the hair, Lytle ordered aggressively: "No one is allowed to mention this matter!"

He lay down in the middle of the pillow, closed his eyes, and he had a good dream all night.

—Oh, it was just his expectation.

In fact, the Duke of Hecha in the dream was even more terrifying. He treasured the cleaned white stockings, forced Lytle to put them on, and then folded him into several different poses for appreciation.

"The devil! Duke Hecha is a devil!"

In the early morning of the next day, Lytle got up early with thick dark circles under his eyes. Thea called him to have breakfast and he had finished grooming.

"You got up really early today."

Miss Laney's face was flushed red, and there were two crystal clear tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, which was really cute.

Thea recalled the white silk stockings she found in the Duke's bedroom early in the morning, and couldn't be more excited.

She also wanted to inquire about something more in-depth.

John Bar interrupted her inopportunely.

A huge shadow covered Lytle's head: "Miss Lanny, I am Duke Hecha's chief guard, John Bar Davis."

Lytle knew the tall man.

His other puppet, Luka, who died in Deslan City, had fought with Johnba, and was finally cut off with an arm. Later, Lytle escaped from the city and used the repair potion to help him reattach it.

At this time, John Ba looked at him respectfully but not friendly, as if saying a wrong sentence would break his neck.

"Then Mr. Davis." Lytle rang the alarm, and he showed a fake smile: "What's the matter?"

The absence of Tisha made him feel very insecure, otherwise the strong maid could have compared with him whose pectoral muscles were more elastic.

As Johnba led him forward, he said, "We have been searching the place where your accident happened, trying to catch that puppet master who has a lot of misdeeds."

Lytle asked calmly: "So have you made any progress?"

John Bar paused and said regretfully, "Not yet."

The boulder hanging from Lytle's chest fell to the ground.

They walked into the hall together.

Duke Hecha tasted the cheese and ham leisurely.

There was a skinny man standing beside him. Looking carefully, his face was covered with freckles, and the skin on his face was wrinkled like leaves, making him look very old.

"Miss Lanny." Hecha sipped the ale and said apologetically, "Unfortunately, this is the only surviving servant we found, and the others have been confirmed dead."

"Survive?"

In an instant, Lytle seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

Did you make any progress yet? !

Sure enough, the subordinates of the insidious and cunning people should not be underestimated!

Lytle stared at the man stiffly, and found that the freckled man was also looking at him.

The moment the man saw him, he burst into a happy smile.

"Miss, it's great to see you again!"

This man was so dirty, the soil and leaves were mixed with mottled blood, so that the moment he got close, Lytle subconsciously took a small step back, avoiding it like a snake.

The servants around are watching him, including Thea and Ade.

Oh his bloody clean freak!Why didn't the man take a shower before coming out? !Does it have to be so dirty and so close?

In the next second, Lytle resisted the deep rejection in his heart, and gently held the servant's muddy hands, with a loving expression on his face: "God bless, you are fine, I thought you were all killed by that vicious puppet master." hands."

The servant burst into tears: "I also lost my way and ran in the opposite direction from Moyevia. It was the Duke who found me through great luck!"

Lytle wiped his tears, and was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that this manservant is also a showman!

With sincere eyes and superb acting skills, he is a malleable talent!

But why not reveal his identity?

Lytle was puzzled, and he played affectionately with him, but in private he gritted his teeth and stared at Duke Hecha.

Does this guy have nothing else to do all day?

It's not easy for a hard-working servant to get out of bondage and return to freedom to hone his acting skills!Such an inhumane act will be condemned by the entire Siho people!

The person who was glared at seemed to feel something.

Hecha turned his head, and his deep blue eyes suddenly met with Lytle, slightly bent like the moon, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his soul.

Lytle's scalp went numb, and he hurriedly looked away.

Then he found that the play couldn't go on—he forgot his words, and he kept paying attention to Duke Hecha all the time, and didn't hear what the servant said at all.

"Come here." He Cha pointed to the position beside him.

Lytle slowly moved to his side like a well-behaved kitten.

"It's a conditioned reflex." He murmured.

Lytle comforted himself, he was so obedient only because he had been a domestic servant for a period of time, and he habitually moved around, it was definitely not a guilty conscience!

Duke Hecha smiled, held his hand, and rubbed his fingertips on the delicate skin.

Lytle shrank his hands back as if he was electrocuted.

The two stalemate for a while, and Duke Hecha picked up the veil and carefully cleaned off the dirt on it.

The process lasted for a full 3 minutes, Lytle even felt that three years had passed, and what was even worse, he found that he couldn't pull back his hand at all!

The power gap made him tremble with fear!

The two completed a series of actions "harmoniously", and Duke Hecha reluctantly let him go.

John Bar coughed twice, and couldn't bear to look directly and glanced over.

He saw Miss Lani's expression as if she had swallowed dozens of flies, but the Duke enjoyed the process very much.

John Bar suspected that he was worrying about the wrong person. Lanny Omans, who obviously didn't know the truth, was the most suspicious. Why was she also the one who seemed to be mentally traumatized?

The expression on the servant's face was also indescribable, but fortunately, he was very dirty, no matter how unpredictable it was, he couldn't tell.

Lytle had the worst breakfast ever.

Duke Hecha personally made milk cereal for him, put some bread crumbs in it, and added half a cube of sugar.

This is a test!Lytle's chest heaved violently, and he was so mad that he put bread crumbs in the milk cereal!

God knows that when he was still "Aina", he hated the feeling of soaking bread crumbs in water until they became soft and melted in his mouth. It was undoubtedly more terrifying than sprinkling arsenic in white water!

Hecha brought the milk to him and looked at him tenderly.

Vicious man!Does he want to murder!

No flaws can be exposed.

Lytle was torn between suffering once and suffering countless times after enjoying the moment.

Finally, he made up his mind and picked up the glass.