don't make me wear a skirt

"Thea notified me a few minutes before you came in." Tisha handed him the white stockings: "Give me this by the way."

"I don't want to wear this thing anymore." Lytle threw it on the bed and muttered, "When did you get on good terms with Thea?"

"When we agreed that you were sexy in white stockings." Tisha shifted her gaze to his smooth calf: "Sparse leg hair and fair skin can help you play the noble lady better."

Lytle covered his calf and shrank in: "What do you want to do to my leg?!"

Tisha was amused by his appearance: "Thea just suggested that you drink more milk."

"You don't know!" Lytle rubbed his black hair annoyedly: "Hecha even added bread crumbs to the milk to test me!"

Tisha showed a look of relief: "That just happens to cure your picky eating disorder that hasn't healed for many years."

"I didn't expect you to be such a cruel maid."

It is unimaginable to live with bread crumbs and milk every day, and those who hear it cry, and those who hear it are sad. Lytle wraps up the little quilt tightly, feeling sad.

The difficult and dangerous life prompted him to find Duke Hecha's treasure house as soon as possible.

In the whole castle, the insider who knows the most detailed information about the collection of items is the butler Ade, and Lytle decided to give priority to him.

Lytle found the kitchen all the way with the hem of the skirt.

"Miss Lanny." Ade was supervising the cook to make a braised hare, when Lytle welcomed him out of the door in surprise: "You can't enter such a messy place."

Lytle lowered his head, his cheeks were slightly red: "I want to prepare a beautiful dinner for the Duke."

"Oh my God!" Ade exclaimed, "Are you going to come in person?"

Lytle nodded shyly.

He doesn't know how to make dinner, he just puts together various potions to make it.

"My lord duke." Ade looked through Lytle and looked behind him: "Miss Lani is going to cook dinner for you herself!"

Lytle froze and turned his head slowly.

Duke Hecha affectionately smoothed his long hair hidden in his collar: "Can you still cook?"

Lytle smirked at him, and forced out a "yes".

"I am looking forward."

Saying so, Hecha's expectations did not meet his eyes, but a faint worry.

In the kitchen, Lytle sprinkled a generous amount of pepper in the broth.

It can't be poisoned to death, he can also kill him with heat.

Stirring the chili frantically, Lytle gave a "hey hey" smirk, and brought the strangely steaming broth to the dinner table.

Hecha silently looked at the red-hot masterpiece in front of him, and asked after a long time, "Did you burn this?"

"Yes." Lytle's face slowly blushed with excitement, and his black pupils radiated anticipation.

"Come here." He Cha patted the position beside him.

Lytle sat down dumbly.

Hecha himself brought out a small bowl of broth and brought it to him.

"What are you doing?" Lytle blinked in confusion.

"I'll feed you." Hecha fed the soup filled with red pepper to his lips, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Countless peppers were suspended in the soup, as if grinning at him collectively.

"We haven't had a wedding yet," Lytle said veiled.

Hecha's hand showed no sign of moving away: "That way, we should adjust our relationship more, so as to avoid disharmony in our married life."

Lytle stared at him: "I'm not hungry!"

"I'm not hungry either." Hecha put down the spoon, frowned and sighed, "It's a pity that Miss Lanny's efforts were wasted, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Pooh!When he is blind?

Lytle shuddered deeply at his cheeky face, this hypocritical guy, the disgust in his eyes was clearly written!

"Don't drink it if you're not hungry." Lytle pushed the soup away "understanding": "Otherwise it will cause food accumulation."

He glanced regretfully at the broth, it seemed that he could not see Duke Hecha's crying after tasting it, his expression must be very wonderful.

"It's getting late." Lytle patted the skirt: "I should go back."

He didn't want to be alone with Hecha for a moment.

The moment he stood up, Lytle suddenly couldn't walk.

Duke Hecha's long coat was inlaid with a row of buttons with exquisite patterns, one of which was a real pearl.

The keys of the nobles are diverse and extremely hidden. Obviously, the sudden appearance of this pearl must hide a big secret.

Maybe it's the key to the treasury.

Or the key to the bedroom drawer.

Ten thousand possibilities flashed through his mind.

"I seem to be a little hungry again."

Lytle cheekily sat down again, moved his buttocks and slowly approached Duke Hecha.

He Cha was surprised by Miss Lani's initiative, and immediately wrapped his arms around his narrow waist knowingly and hugged him directly to his lap.

Oh, this naughty ball actually pressed his ass on his lap!

Lytle trembled slightly and twisted uncomfortably.

Oh my god, he found that his body was steaming uncontrollably, glowing and glowing!

The tide of Lytle's regret swept his body like a tsunami, he shouldn't stay!Nothing is more precious than his ass, not even a button full of secrets.

"I, I'm a little uncomfortable."

He tried to move back slowly, but the hand on his waist stopped him.

"Miss Lanny isn't hungry anymore?" Hecha raised his eyebrows, his eyes slowly moved away from his fair neck, and skipped over his collarbone without a trace.

Lytle's ears were burning hot quickly, but his mouth was extremely firm: "I suddenly feel very full now."

Hecha rubbed his hair: "But I'm not full."

Lytle said blankly, "What did you say?"

Ade stepped forward and arranged the silver dinner plates on the long table one by one. The food exuded a tempting aroma, and he silently backed away after setting them up.

Hecha said gently and could not refuse: "You feed me."

Lytle's expression froze.

I knew this cunning guy would not let him go easily!

"Why can't you solve it yourself?"

Duke Hecha kneaded the hands around his waist unhurriedly, emphasizing by the way: "The key to maintain pre-marital harmony is to keep coming and going."

Lytle was about to cry, his waist was suffering!

In the end, Hecha got his wish.

Like a newlywed in love, they cuddle up and flirt, have the most intimate feeding interactions, and Duke Hecha's lips even touch his fingertips repeatedly.

Although the touch is not bad.

But this didn't affect the raging anger in his heart!

Because he was very hungry, he was forcibly fed to others with a spoon!

Damn Hecha, still putting his chin on his shoulder and grinning slyly!