The slippers thrown by Amy hit me weakly on my arm, much worse than the monitor's effort at throwing a blackboard eraser.

There was only one slipper left on her feet. She thought the floor tiles in my bathroom were unclean and was unwilling to touch the floor directly with her socks. This would make it impossible for her to stand up and pull up her underwear.

When ordinary girls encounter this kind of scene, they always try their best to cover it up, their faces turn red and their ears are hot, and they want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. But Amy just lowered the hem of her dress slightly, and didn't mean to ask me to close the door. Instead, she looked up.

He stood up and looked directly at me.

The potato chips and smeared lip gloss stuck to her mouth have been washed away in the sink. Now her face looks more delicate and cute, with a bit of childishness and a bit of seriousness, and she is waiting seriously for me to bow my head and admit my mistake.

.

There is a theory that the reason why women feel shy when they are seen naked is because they think their bodies are not perfect and they feel "embarrassing". But like Amy, who has no blemishes on her body 360°, she will

I feel that my body is a matter of pride, and there is nothing to be ashamed of even if others see it.

"Perverted valet, have you seen enough?" Amy held up the hem of the skirt with one hand and asked me with half-squinted eyes, as if I would lift the skirt again if I answered "Not enough."

"I didn't mean it." I said, trying to close the bathroom door.

"Don't close the door! Bring me the slippers!" Amy sat on the toilet and stretched out her left foot without slippers, indicating that she couldn't stand up without slippers.

I picked up the slippers on the ground, avoided looking at them, bent down and put the slippers under Amy's feet. She hummed and put her feet in pink and white striped socks.

Then without any warning, she stood up directly in front of me. The dress floated up and down due to inertia, allowing me to see the fine skin of her legs like white porcelain, and even more.

After Amy stood up from the toilet, she clasped her hands on her chest with an angry look, and her underwear was still hanging around her ankles.

"Manservant! In order to compensate for your crime of disturbing me, please come over and help me put on my underwear!"

What are you talking about? You really think you are a kindergarten kid! How dare you be an idol for others when you can’t even put on underwear?

"What? How dare a mere manservant disobey his master's orders? Do you think such a good thing can happen to anyone? If I let those stalkers do it, they will definitely want it!"

Stop dreaming! Those lolicon stalkers are not going to help you put on your underwear! What they want to do is take off your underwear!

"Hey! If you don't do this, I will yell at you for molesting me and let your neighbors hear you!"

Amy immediately looked like she was going to yell.

No, don't shout! I'm not afraid of my neighbors or anything like that, but bodyguards 004 and 005 are standing guard outside the door! When they hear you shouting, they will use TNT explosives to blast my door open, rush in and shoot at me!

In desperation, I bent down, held Amy's underwear around her ankles with both hands, and slowly lifted it up along Amy's legs.

The texture of the underwear was very good, and the soft cotton fabric still carried Amy's body temperature. I tried not to come into contact with Amy's skin. In order to reduce irritation, I simply closed my eyes.

How indecent! Holding up a girl’s underwear and reaching under her skirt to touch me, I look like a disgusting pervert!

Why do my hands feel so warm? I haven't touched my skin at all, right? Can so much hot air be retained under the skirt? Or is Amy a little nervous too, so her body temperature has risen?

When it was lifted to the top, Amy screamed, which scared my liver, fearing that there would be an explosion from the security door.

Fortunately, the scream was not too exaggerated. She probably thought that I used too much force and made the underwear too tight.

I let go of my hands holding the sides of my underwear, and the elastic band of my underwear hit the skin of Amy's waist, making a crisp sound.

"Idiot! You can't even do this kind of thing well! How can you, a useless servant like you, take care of me at night?"

"Hey, hey, are you really going to spend the night here? Will Pentheus and the others be worried?"

"I don't care! Pentheus is my mother's lackey. All the bodyguards except Pentheus only care about money. Why should I care about their mood?"

After Amy washed her hands, she walked out of the bathroom angrily, sat back on the sofa, and picked up another can of potato chips.

As soon as she sat back on the sofa, the slippers that were not the right size were thrown away by her.

"Ah... my feet are so tired... I hate filming."

Amy kicked her legs back and forth boredly. Against the backdrop of the striped knee socks, her calves looked very long and the curves were very graceful.

"Manservant, come here and pinch my feet!"

Don't touch your nose and face! Who wants to pinch your feet! I only let you rest in my house out of sympathy because you were too stressed! You really use me as a slave!

Amy put half of a potato chip into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Your sofa is so small, you definitely can't sit with me - why don't you kneel in front of me and pinch my feet!"

How shameless this is! A man has gold at his knees, so don’t go too far!

"Why are you making that stinky face? Didn't you realize that the angle would be good?"

"Angle? What angle?"

"What a welfare angle! You should be able to easily see my underwear from that angle!"

She nonchalantly spread her legs under her skirt slightly, as if to lure me over.

"You pinch my feet and I let you see my underwear. Is this fair?"

Don't say this with a calm face! What kind of exchange of equal value is this?

"Tch, servants always want this or that. I'm used to it." Amy acted like a sophisticated young adult. "Mom has told me a long time ago that people like me, God's darling, should not be close to me.

People either like my money or my body - if you don't like money, you must like my body, right?"

Amy suddenly asked me this question, and I couldn't answer for a while. I asked myself that I neither coveted Amy's money nor her body, so why should I be so nice to Amy? I would always accommodate her bad temper?

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Amy thought she was right.

"Hmph, there's no shame in admitting that you like my body! Only gays like Pentheus don't like it!"

She giggled as she spoke, her smile was like a flower, but there was a deep loneliness hidden in her blue eyes.

"I said I would give you a small favor..." At this point, her eyes suddenly became alert, "Hey! The call you just answered wasn't from my mother, was it? Is she trying to bribe you?"

My mother is so nervous to be on guard against her! Because my sex toy store has not expanded its business to the United States, there is no international long distance service at all. Even if your mother wants to call her, she can’t!

After hearing that it was just a call from an online store customer, Amy felt relieved.

"Don't betray me!" She emphasized a little fiercely, and then, maybe because she felt sleepy, she put her hands together and raised them above her head to stretch her waist. This daily movement was as graceful as a dance posture for her.

"Forget it, there's nothing good to watch on TV. Why don't you just put me on the bed and pinch my feet!"

Amy pointed at the slippers that she kicked away, "I don't want to wear slippers anymore, the slippers you have here are too big!"

No, Pentheus's worry may not be unreasonable. Amy's behavior today is even weirder than usual, always trying to create physical contact with me.

Don't you think Coke and potato chips can't satisfy you anymore? You finally got the chance not to be monitored by the bodyguards (you think), so you plan to stay crazy to the end?

"It's only 8 o'clock in the evening." After careful consideration, I said cautiously, "Since you are tired of eating potato chips, it's not too late to go back now, before it rains heavily..."

"No!" Amy screamed, "I must stay out all night! There must be a monitor in my room! I hate being watched! Anyway, I won't go back, I won't go back, I won't go back!!!"

I thought 004 and 005 would definitely rush in this time, but the security door still didn't move. Could it be that Pentheus was deceiving me? But he had no reason to say that? Maybe, maybe the bodyguards were in Amy's house

There is a monitor installed on the personal belongings, so we can hear the details of our conversation outside...

I set my sights on Amy's little red leather suitcase.

"What are you looking at?" Amy pouted, who had just lost her temper. "Inside are my toiletries and change of clothes. I'm ready, I have to spend the night outside!"

"Okay, okay, I'll accommodate you one more time, who is causing you so much pressure!"

I sighed.

"You can sleep in the big room and I'll clean it up for you. The double bed there will definitely be enough for you."

"That's pretty much it!" After getting a satisfactory answer, Amy happily put her hands behind her hair and swayed her body back and forth on the sofa as if playing a game.
Chapter completed!