don't make me wear a skirt

Lytle scratched his head and fell into a momentary confusion.

He wasted a bottle of nutrient solution and maintenance solution!

what does that mean?It means that the chance of not being stabbed by Hecha twice is slipping away quietly at the fingertips!

The puppet dog stared at the other three unmixed medicine bottles, swallowed, and asked expectantly: "You-how-why-did-did-?"

Lytle quickly turned his target to the puppet dog, and seduced: "How is it? It's delicious!"

"Hmm-" The puppet dog nodded, and slowly said: "By-common-common-nutrient-nourishing-liquid-good-eat-"

Lytle's eyeballs rolled around: "Then do you want to eat more?"

The puppet dog replied without hesitation: "I want to—"

Lytle showed a triumphant smile, poked it with his elbow, and said secretly: "Then you go get a few more bottles."

"But-yes-duke-jue-big-man-said-" The puppet dog was extremely entangled, and it couldn't go against its master's wishes.

Suddenly, its eyes opened wider and wider, and thought of a wonderful way, it laughed twice: "Thick-thick-"

Lytle suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Why do I feel like you're smiling so horribly?"

The puppet dog said: "I-can-can-rent-you-two-bottles-first, and later-you-re-return-give-me-"

Lytle wanted to strangle it to death: "You mean, let me borrow the nutrient solution from the warehouse and make it for you?!"

The puppet dog said strangely: "No-yes-you-ask-I-want-don't-want-eat-, and-and-you-you-already-want-hold-do-wedding-ceremony-, Evening-up-gong-jue-big-person-one-high-happy-do-no-good-meet-net-open-one-side, poke-one-send-one-yo-"

Lytle didn't want to talk anymore, he was a jerk like Duke Hecha, and he ate the fruits of his labor!

While he was sad, he prepared the nutrient solution and maintenance solution, and then infiltrated the ordinary key. Oh, because it was not enough, he could only use up the two bottles of his own that he exchanged earlier.

Lytle was heartbroken.

The puppet dog patted him on the shoulder comfortingly with its paw: "Mrs. Don't be sad. It will be fine within a month."

Lytle held back his tears with a "swoosh": "There will be a deadline for this kind of thing?!"

"Yes-ah-" The puppet dog didn't notice anything wrong: "I want-receive-interest-interest-, hey-hey-hey-"

"Stingy! Too stingy!" Lytle beat the ground angrily.

The puppet dog didn't understand what he was angry about, so he could only say: "The duke-jue-big-man-said, this-like-help-help-marriage-after-life-life-happiness-happiness-"

"He's lying to you." Lytle's eyes were burning. "Actually, you're not happy at all. You've been tricked."

The puppet dog was even more puzzled.

After soaking all the keys, Lytle finally stretched himself, and he was done.

He warned: "Don't touch it randomly, wait for three days and wait for it to be completed."

Reluctantly, the puppet dog lay down in front of the door and wagged its tail: "Are you—really—not—doing—counting—renting—two—bottles—?"

Lytle sternly refused: "No, I want to build a world with my hardworking hands, instead of choosing to overdraft, otherwise the loopholes will become bigger and bigger, and the debts will continue to flow."

Will his poor ass still be available by then?

Lytle imagined how Hecha would easily go in without using anything, and suddenly shuddered and shivered.

"Okay-ok-" the puppet dog digs the soil disappointedly: "hu-ren-see-bye-"

Oh, he didn't like being called Ma'am all the time, and when he was called Ma'am, he subconsciously felt pain in his ass.

"You can call me Lytle, the great puppeteer."

The puppet dog agreed deeply, it nodded and said: "Okay-yes-Le-t-r-f-man-, later-will-have-period-Le-t-r-f-man-"

Damn silly dog!It doesn't know how to work around at all!

Lytle returned to the castle with muddy hands, but unfortunately, he met the maid Thea again.

Thea looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Lytle stepped to the right.

Thea took a step along with her.

Lytle goes left.

Thea also blocked his way to the left.

"Oh, dear Thea." Lytle asked slowly, "Have you finished your laundry yet?"

"Wash it clean." The corner of Thea's mouth was about to crack to the back of her head.

"Oh, then you can do some other things." Lytle stepped back quietly: "For example, chatting with Tisha about the household chores, or washing vegetables with each other, and being a pair of sisters with vegetables."

Thea turned a blind eye to his driving attitude, and said cheerfully: "Tisha's green vegetables are finished washing."

"Oh, well, then you can also wash the cantaloupe, the cantaloupe sister flower is also very nice."

After speaking, Lytle greased his ass and ran away.

Thea held his wrist irresistibly: "Master Lanny, it's time for us to try on the dress."

Lytle took two steps and found himself standing still.

Damn it - this maid looks thin and small, why is she so strong? !

He was pulled back and stood up obediently.

Thea put her hands on her hips: "The dress fitting part is essential."

Lytle hasn't reacted yet: "Why do you want to try on the dress? Is there a ball again? Hmmmm?"

Thea smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's the dress you wore at the wedding."

Lytle found it troublesome: "Don't I just pretend to be?"

Thea didn't think so, and said with a tiger's face: "Sooner or later, you will hold a grand wedding with the Duke, how can you rush it?"

Lytle was brought into the dressing room again. The last time he was brought in, Thea stuffed him with two sponges.

He decided to correct this maid's thoughts, she always likes to think about some messy things, such as now——

Thea prepared a pure white floor-length dress for him.

Lytle has been reluctant to wear skirts since his identity was revealed, God knows he is not a womanizer!That damn belt almost broke his waist!

Thea took out the tulle again: "This is for covering the face, just enough to cover half of the eyes and nose."

"Can I refuse?" Lytle stared at the lace on the skirt, then looked at the tulle.

Thea said with great pains: "At the wedding, there will be all kinds of noble ladies, all of whom are from the upper class, and they are even more beautiful and charming. You must dress eye-catchingly to be charming .”

"I'm not a little girl." Lytle pulled the tulle unhappily, feeling weird.

Thea patted him on the shoulder: "This is essential."

"Hmm?" Lytle was very dissatisfied with this.

"Do you want Earl Omans to see your whole face?" Thea said earnestly, "If you wear tulle, you won't be recognized by him, otherwise you will lose everything. Omans is cunning and changeable. If there is any trouble, he will retreat secretly."

"What about the dress?" Lytle asked unwillingly.

Thea said innocently: "Every lady who is about to get married will wear a white dress, which represents holiness and purity."

Lytle felt that Hecha's steps to capture Omans were completely wrong!Why swarm the cavalry after the wedding?Can't they just go to the city and come back and torture them?

For this reason, Thea also had a reasonable explanation: "Count Omans couldn't come empty-handed, he must be prepared, but when he was operating in the Duke's castle, the target was narrowed, and the cavalry with him would not dare to act rashly. It's more foolproof to capture."

Lytle said awkwardly: "Then why wait until the end?"

Oh, and there's going to be a long kissing ceremony at the end, is the guy going to get the slippery thing in his mouth again!

Thea smiled and said, "Because Earl Omans relaxes his vigilance the most when he waits until the last moment."

Lytle was confused.

Thea hinted implicitly: "If you can't let go of a child, you can't let go of a wolf."

Lytle thought of the countless gold and silver jewels in the castle of the Earl of Omans, and the props that he hadn't seen together for a year, and immediately cheered up.

"You are right."

Lytle resigned and ran to change into a dress.

Almost tripped when he came out, oh, he really hates wearing skirts.

Seeing this, Thea frowned.

"Is it a little too long?"

Lytle nodded perfunctorily. In fact, it doesn't matter how long or short it is. He just hopes to end this try-on quickly.

Thea dragged her chin in thought, then her eyes lit up.

Lytle panicked when he saw her shining eyes, and quickly hugged his white dress and said, "Oh, I like this one very much, there is no need to change it."

Thea had already started rummaging in the closet.

She took out a knee-length dress and asked expectantly, "What do you think of this one?"

Lytle would rather wear a long skirt than a short one because he feels insecure and chilly on his ass.

He desperately tried to think of a reason: "The weather is turning cold, and I will catch a cold if I wear such light clothes."

A strange light flashed in Thea's eyes again.

"Oh, what are you going to do again?"

Lytle retreated every day, why did he feel inexplicably flustered every time he saw Thea in high spirits?

"Pure white stockings and a pure white skirt." Thea folded her hands together, pink stars all over her body: "The Duke will definitely like it."

"I don't like it." Lytle waved his hand.

Thea strongly persuaded: "A skirt that is too long will make you unsafe to walk, and it will be easier to throw yourself in front of the Duke! Only a convenient short skirt can allow you to move around flexibly."