don't make me wear a skirt

"Really?" Lytle seemed to see the hope of life after being encouraged: "Do I still have a chance to fight back?"

Tisha couldn't bear to see her master's decadent appearance, so she said, "As long as you carefully find out his flaws, you will succeed."

Lytle thought it made sense.

He leaned closer to Tisha and whispered, "I just found out that that bastard Hecha secretly raised an old lover."

Tisha was slightly stunned, her eyes unconsciously glanced at her master's neck, waist and buttocks. Although she was wrapped up tightly, the visible traces on her body hadn't completely disappeared, and the walking posture of her feet was crooked. At first glance, there is still a hint of weirdness.

"Duke Hecha has no intention of holding a wedding with you?" Tisha frowned. "He doesn't look like an irresponsible man."

"Oh, stupid Tisha, what are you talking about?" Lytle put the drawing into the space bag, and then glared at his maid: "I don't want it! If he holds a wedding with me, he can stab my ass openly in the future countless times!"

Soon, Lytle recalled Hecha's request to him after his plan failed, and wept sadly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Okay, okay." Tisha reluctantly took out her handkerchief to help wipe her tears: "Since he already has an old lover, he still does that kind of thing with you, like a scumbag, it's not a good home, my The little one couldn't stand this kind of grievance, so we stole the nutrient solution and escaped."

Lytle snorted and hiccupped non-stop: "Forget it...you still have a little conscience..."

"So what did he do to you?" Tisha comforted her master, then blinked curiously.

Lytle twitched, his eyes wandering.

Tisha's eyes moved flexibly, and she exclaimed, "Could it be that Hecha..."

Lytle quickly and subconsciously retorted angrily: "He didn't look at my ass!"

"Oh--"

Tisha thought for a while, looked at the scene in her head, and said clearly: "Ordinary beautiful ladies can't accept that their husband is so... carefully looked at by another gentleman, but as long as you don't say it, the other party should also... won't find out."

Lytle hiccupped a few more times and became visibly angrier, his eyes turning into black grapes.

Seeing that her master almost turned herself into a buffalo, Tisha could only say: "Time is the best medicine for ass."

Lytle thought sadly that he might be stabbed once more tonight, so he asked, "If, hiccup, you get stabbed three times, hiccup, can you recover, hiccup!"

In a short period of time, has her master been stabbed twice more? !

Tisha was silent for a moment, and said with a hopeless expression: "It probably won't work, but you can think about it, for example, after three times, you will be able to adapt to his size, and you won't feel the pain from his stabbing." .”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lytle's eyes became redder, his hiccups became more severe, and his nostrils were blowing wildly.

"Why do you make me angrier every time I tell you about my misfortune? Hmmmm?"

Tisha shrugged innocently: "Maybe it's because you are too angry."

She even kindly reminded: "Excessive anger can easily cause the buttocks to split in two and then bleed."

Lytle was taken aback, and was so frightened that he quickly covered his back with both hands, and moved forward cautiously.

In order to prevent the tragedy of the buttocks being closed again, the two sneaked around the room where Miss Alice was being treated.

Duke Hecha was sitting next to Miss Alice, talking softly, and the two chatted happily.

Lytle scratched at the wall, and said sourly: "Look, look, you hateful old bastard, just stabbed my ass with the front foot, and then had a private meeting with the little lover with the back foot!"

"Are you hallucinating?"

Tisha gave her master a sideways glance, and said dryly, "Why do I only see ordinary conversations?"

Lytle's eyes were burning, and he pointed inside: "That's because your eyes are not very good, God, they are almost face to face!"

Tisha said awkwardly: "Duke Hecha is only a little lower than the action just now."

"Is that so?" Lytle reluctantly turned his head and waved his hand twice in front of her: "What did you see?"

Tisha rolled her eyes: "My master is being stupid."

"You really don't have good eyesight." Lytle confirmed his thoughts, and turned his attention into the room again, groaning: "Will they do something out of the ordinary?! Like exchanging saliva."

As soon as he finished speaking, the image of Hechat sticking his tongue into the back of his head and stirring quickly flashed through his mind, and his beautiful little face suddenly seemed to be on fire. Oh, will he stick his tongue into Alice's mouth and stir too? ?

Tisha suddenly had a general understanding of the situation: "My little master, after talking so much, it turns out that you are jealous."

Lytle froze, and then frantically shook his head trying to forget Tisha's words: "Oh, poor Tisha, she ate too much poor-quality nutrient solution, her brain seemed to have fleas, and she became stupid. Stupid and stupid."

Tisha: "..." Is he talking about himself?

Lytle was apprehensive for a while, and found that Duke Hecha had no intention of exchanging saliva with Miss Alice.

After exchanging a few words with the doctor, he said to the lovely Miss Alice: "I'm sorry, it's all my negligence. The lazy servant didn't replace the unusable sofa in time, which led to the accident."

Alice's pupils were bloodshot, her buttocks were still in pain, she couldn't get up at all, and the feeling of the iron pillar being pierced into her buttocks lingered for a long time.

The doctor is a man, but he saw her ass!He also applied ointment on her. As for the position and how to apply it, you can think of it with your feet.

damn it!Unforgivable!

Alice looked at the doctor with a faint killing intent hidden in her gaze.

The doctor's back felt cold, and he quickly lowered his head.

She glanced around Hecha again, and found that there was no intention of bringing the servant who committed the crime over to make amends.

Alice's pupils contracted violently, as if a haze was brewing: "As a victim, can I know which servant is so careless?"

Hecha smiled and replied: "The crime of hurting Miss Alice is unforgivable. I don't need this kind of person in my castle. Thea has already told him to pack up and leave."

Alice was full of doubts in her heart, and her slender fingers were tightly picking at the sheets under the quilt: "But... I seemed to step on something when I entered the bedroom before. Now that I think about it, it might be someone's arm."

"Miss Alice is confused, right?" Hecha raised her eyebrows, "I didn't see any arm."

Alice gritted her teeth.

Seeing her shutting her mouth, Hecha put the medicine bottle on the wooden table and said politely: "Then Miss Alice, rest well, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Wait, Your Excellency—" Before Alice could finish her sentence, Hecha closed the door.

"Oh, damn it, why did he come out out of nowhere?"

Lytle saw Hecha walked out of the room without saying a word, and ran back with Tisha.

Unfortunately, he was soon dragged back by the collar.

"Woooooo! Tisha!" Lytle pinned his hopes on his heartfelt puppet.

Hecha turned to the strong maid and said with a smile, "In the first cabinet in the kitchen, I have prepared a nutrient solution."

Lytle waved his arms and stared angrily: "Damn bastard, are you trying to bribe my maid to stab my ass? Impossible, Tisha will never—"

With a speed visible to the naked eye, Tisha bowed and walked towards the kitchen without guilt.

"Oh, Tisha, are you going to betray your master for a little nutrient solution?" Lytle started to snot again.

"Dear master." Tisha pursed her mouth, "Follow your heart."

After finishing speaking, she rubbed oil on the soles of her feet and left quickly, looking in the direction as if she was going to the kitchen to get the nutrient solution.

Follow your heart? !Let him beat the bad guy up?

"Woooooo!" Lytle thumped Hecha's shoulder, but found that he couldn't do it at all. Immediately afterwards, he was kissed on the cheek. He was terrified: "Are you going to take me back to stab my ass?"

"Little Aina, didn't you promise quickly before, why are you shrinking again now?" He Cha took Lytle into his arms.

"Woooooo! I don't want it, I don't want it!" He really wanted to poke his ass!Neither denied it!Lytle was heartbroken, and Tisha said it wouldn't close after three times, and it would be so big that it would fit the size of this guy!Then his ass is completely rotten, woo woo woo!

Hecha sighed: "Little Aina, if you don't like it, can I still force you?"

Lytle snorted twice, and wiped all the snot on Hecha's shoulder: "Then, you won't stab me, right? You are a kind person, so you decided to let me go."

Hecha lifted him up, showing a helpless expression, and said softly: "Then we can only tell Miss Alice the truth, shall we go to the Royal City together? Then meet Her Majesty the Queen and tell the story of you pretending to be Miss Lani." The truth."

"Oh, I'm so dizzy." Lytle waved his hand, rolling his eyeballs vigorously: "I might faint, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and tilted his body——

Hecha let go of his hand——

Lytle opened his eyes suddenly, conditioned reflex hugged him back tightly, and cried out in fright: "God, am I going to be thrown to death?!"

Hecha sighed: "You always like to play tricks."

Lytle pretended not to hear, he tried to cry louder to attract others' attention——

Then he was squeezed severely on the waist.

"Ow." His cry became softer.

"I can let you go." Hecha touched the black head.

Lytle put away his tears and asked cautiously: "Really?"

Then he can do squats slowly, and then return to his previous appearance. If any pretty lady asks, he can puff up his chest and say that his ass has never been stabbed, especially by Hecha The bad guy went in!

Lytle said happily: "Then, then me, we have agreed."

"Well, it's done." Duke Hecha smiled, gently put his mouth next to his ear, and whispered.

Lytle's eyes slowly widened, and his cheeks were covered with a strange blush.

"You... what did you say, I... I didn't hear clearly..."

Hecha repeated it patiently, his lips almost touching the tips of his ears.