Chapter 145: Liz and the Cake (1/2)
That day.
I was walking down the hallway to get back to my room after finishing the last chore.
“Oh, I had a terrible time.”
Liz preached at length about the daytime-when I was told to pat the maid’s ass.
Snow and Chris don’t get angry when I look at other women, but Liz is openly jealous like this time.
She is from the fairy race, a high elf. In the history of the High Elves, some have concubines, but basically, they only marry one in their lifetime. Therefore, I received tremendous support from a race that governs longevity and marital love.
Perhaps because of her nature, Liz shows a fit of clear jealousy. She is so cute when she is jealous and I am happy about it, but I don’t want her to feel sad.
“Anyway, even if Snow and Chris don’t show it on the surface like Liz, I don’t know what they are thinking, then I have to take care myself.”
“Oh, welcome back, my husband.”
When I open My room’s door, Liz, whose cheeks are dyed in red for some reason, shyly bows in a maid outfit.
What’s more, she’s wearing a killing, highly exposed maid outfit. It should have become fertilizer on the clothes rack, but…
I ask with a quivering voice.
“Li, Liz, what’s the matter?”
“I was told by Shia. This maid outfit was made by Lute san. I was watching the maids in the daytime, and I thought you liked this kind of appearance, so I wore it. I saw it … is it strange? “
“It looks great!”
It suits you without compliment.
Liz is short but has big breasts, and when she wears her jacket, the cleavage is clearly exposed along with her shoulders. The length of the jacket is short, the cute navel goes out, and the waist is pleasing to the eyes.
Besides, the skirt is short, and the over knee socks wore create an absolute area that makes you want to munch. Moreover, it’s great because she even wears a proper maid headdress!
In response to my straightforward compliment, Liz smiles happily, with her cheeks dyed red.
“I’m glad you are pleased. I became a little emotional during the day … I wish I could apologize for that.”
She says she was jealous of me for trying to touch the maid’s buttocks.
“No, it’s my fault, so I don’t have to worry about it.”
“I have become a little too excited … so tonight I would like to serve lute in this outfit! I’ll talk to everyone else and tonight I’m alone. Please feel free to ask me anything.”
Apparently, she talked to the Snow and the others. No wonder they were not in the room.
Liz smiles and offers me a seat.
“First of all, you’re tired, so I’ll prepare tea. Lute san… No, master, please sit here and wait.”
“Thank you, but is that okay? I’ll brew tea myself.”
“Fufufu, you are my master, please don’t hesitate. I’ll do it because I like it.”
No, that’s not the case… When that spoiled Princess Liz brews hot tea and brings it in, it’s easy to predict what will happen next.
It’s still good for me to get hot water. I can’t stand my wife, Liz, getting burned. Even if you say that it can be easily cured by magic. What’s more, this time she is wearing highly exposed clothes that I made for my hobby. As the skin area is large, there is a high possibility that burn damage will spread.
I pretend to be sitting but lift my hips to keep an eye on Liz’s movements.