The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Damn owner~~~

Fiona gently pinched Ron's cheeks, sliding her fingers over his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his lips.

Gumbling—

Feeling the other person's touch, Fiona couldn't help but swallow.

My master always bullies me, so today I'll let the maid bully my master too~~~

Call ~

Maids hate their masters the most!

Masters are the most annoying thing in the whole world~

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"Philia, don't go! Lucia wants to sleep in your arms. You're so warm~"

During this time, whenever Filya came back to sleep, Lucia would hug her and lie down on Filya's dragon wings to sleep.

"I remember you really disliked me back in the summer."

Phyllis reached out and gently tapped Lucia's forehead, her expression full of affection.

"Well, that's because Lucia gets hot easily~"

Lucia felt a little guilty because what the other person said was true; she preferred to sleep with Philia in the arms during the winter.

I like to hug O'Ville in the summer because her body can become cool and comfortable.

"Alright, little lazy dragon, if you don't get up, the lord won't give you any good food."

After washing up, O'Ville smiled and looked at her companion who was still lazing in bed.

"Okay then~"

Lucia is like this: threatening her with other things is almost useless, but as long as it involves food, her body immediately springs to life.

Of course, what Lucia understands as delicious food is probably not the same thing O'Ville is talking about...

uh~

Ever since Ron personally cooked for Lucia to try, she has loved that flavor.

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"You bastard master, please stop staring at my body with those weird looks! Masters like that are the most disgusting!"

Fiona rolled her eyes at the man with disdain.

That look was as if he were looking at scum, a pervert.

That bastard Ron, what did that look mean?

Ron: "???"

"Fiona, don't you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Ron looked at his worthless maid with a helpless expression. He hadn't expected to be rebuked just for waking up and taking a look at her.

And it seems like she was secretly eating the late-night snack she made yesterday?

"You stole my midnight snack from yesterday and you're still acting like this. Fiona, you're getting more and more brazen."

However, seeing his maid, who had grown up with him since childhood, eating happily, Ron felt very satisfied.

This is a very normal emotion, because every chef's dream is to see diners smiling with satisfaction as they enjoy the delicious food they have made.

Even someone cooking for the first time hopes to receive praise.

"It's because the master always bullies me, this is the maid's revenge on the master."

Fiona revealed a fierce expression and snorted coldly.

"Of course, it's not because the maid likes to eat what her master makes, but because she doesn't want someone else to eat the food that her master makes, which is so unpalatable."

"Those who eat my food will have to pay the price."

Ron was at a loss, seeing such a possessive and selfish maid.

But it's alright, the territory is now on the right track, so there's plenty of time to cook.

Moreover, Ron's culinary skills have improved due to his frequent cooking during this period, earning him high praise from diners who love his food.

"You bastard master, I'm a maid who grew up with you since I was a child. I'm just eating your breakfast."

Seeing the man's burning gaze, Fiona's delicate body trembled, as if she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen. She put down her plate, raised her round, pert buttocks, and prepared to slip away.

That bastard Ron, he's definitely thinking of doing something weird to me~

I would never agree to something like that!

"You've all eaten my food, there's no reason for you to escape."

Ron reacted quickly, pulling the maid's delicate body into his arms, her fragrance filling the air.

"My master is such a jerk~"

Knowing she couldn't escape, Fiona pouted, gave the man a disdainful look, and displayed a helpless expression.

"I'm not going to eat you, what are you afraid of?"

Ron carried Fiona to the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, he said with a smug look on his face:

"I just want you to help me brush my teeth and wash my face."

"You jerk, master! You even need the maid's help with something like this~ Hmm~"

Just as Fiona picked up her toothbrush, she heard the sound of silk being torn.

"You bastard, what are you doing, Master?!"

At this moment, Fiona admitted that she panicked. Looking at her charming face in the mirror, she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"It's okay, now help me brush my teeth~"

Ron leaned closer and whispered smugly in his maid's ear.

"Okay~ I know, Master~"

Chapter 142 Seven days later, the scumbag maid is numb! The merchant delivers supplies, let's make potions!

Swamp territory, inside the castle, the washroom.

Fiona held onto the edge of the sink with one hand and a toothbrush with the other, brushing the teeth of the man whose face was pressed against hers.

"You jerk, you jerk of a master! Who would ask a maid to brush their teeth like that?!"

Only today did she realize just how many strange thoughts the man behind her had.

I actually made her brush my teeth like this first thing in the morning.

That bastard Ron, he'll definitely push himself to do even worse things in the future!

"You help me brush my teeth, and I'm helping you too; it's fair."

Ron spat the toothpaste foam from his mouth into the sink and looked at his maid with a smug expression.

I have to say, having this wake-up service every morning is quite enjoyable.

Especially since Fiona is very stubborn, but her body is incredibly sensitive.

"You bastard master! This isn't helping at all! Maids hate masters like this the most!"

Fiona held the water glass to the man's lips, giving him a disdainful look.

Does that bastard Ron really think he'd like him?

Does he really think he'd like this kind of thing? No way!

I don't like it at all~

Despite her words, her delicate body trembled slightly as the man pressed close to her.

Her upper legs, encased in black pantyhose, rhythmically and lightly touched the stone slabs of the pool...

"But I have a feeling that you really like it."

After rinsing his mouth, Ron looked at the maid with a wicked grin on his face.

"You bastard master, please don't even dream about something so impossible! The maid would never like you, and you're the weakest of all~"

As Fiona filled a basin with water, she looked at Ron behind her with disdain.

Despite her trembling body and the surging emotions within her, she remained defiant, still looking at the man with an expression of utter contempt.

What should I do?

The owner has been like this for so long, I can't even wash his face anymore~

Fiona's hands trembled violently as she picked up the towel, her whole being consumed by intense emotions.