The strongest tactical maid absolutely refuses to serve

"So that's the case, I know. Then let's go!"

Ye Wenyu smiled like a maid, and gracefully took Qianyuan's hand and walked in front, while Qianyuan held Ye Wenyu tightly, even if they passed by the rainy crowd, the two of them could not be separated. separate.

Walking west along Zhongshan Road, the main road in the business district, Ye Wenyu took Qianyuan, who had just arrived in Jiangcheng, and turned through several snack streets in succession.

Because of the fusion of the two worlds, many streets here have changed, but fortunately, the basic road conditions have not changed much. Ye Wenyu still knows the way.

"Isouya, look! Isn't that a piranha? Why is it locked in a cage?"

Qian Yuan pointed to a big iron cage on the side of the road and said, at this time, a "big purple flower" more than two meters high was placed in that big iron cage. It has a big purple head and thin purple rhizomes. There is a row of "spikes" on the top of the head from the central axis. The mouth used for predation is full of sharp teeth. There are two thin purple rhizomes. A green leaf looks a little out of place, but it feels familiar, as if I have eaten zombies with it before.

"Ah this..."

Seeing the shrunken "piranha" in front of him, Ye Wenyu didn't know what else to say, because this thing would drop "nectar" as one of the ingredients after being killed in the BOD, and the selling price was very high , this poor "piranha" will not be kept in captivity, right?

It seems to be the case, and there are a few Chinese compatriots beside the cage who put the suction pipe of the water absorber into the mouth of the "piranha" that was forcibly opened with an iron chain, as if they were sucking something liquid yellow , can't it be nectar?

Sure enough, it is still the same as before. As long as something edible comes to this magical land of China, no matter how powerful you are, the fate waiting for you is from wild to domesticated. The "piranha" that should have eaten meat, probably In a few years, you can see a large field of "piranha" in the countryside, right?It's really one thing and one thing.

"Don't worry about so many things! Lord Qianyuan, I think they are just raising pets, that is feeding them, so don't worry about so many details... Lord Qianyuan, we are here."

After walking another corner, Ye Wenyu took Qian Yuan's hand and stood in front of a milk cake shop. That's right, it was the one that Ruoyu took Ye Wenyu to a few days ago. The taste of the store is good, so I brought Qian Yuan here.

"Isouya, here is..."

Qian Yuan, who was unfamiliar with the place of life, was suddenly brought here by Ye Wenyu, and asked with some doubts.

"Don't worry so much! Lord Qianyuan, follow me!"

Ye Wenyu walked into the store with Qian Yuan, and then found a place by the window to sit down. The enthusiastic waitress came up with the menu and ordered food for Ye Wenyu and Qian Yuan.

"Master Qianyuan, can I have a matcha-flavored milk cake and a green tea?"

Ye Wenyu, who knew that Qian Yuan didn't know Chinese, held the menu and said, her glass-colored red eyes gracefully looked at Qian Yuan who was sitting across the table who was a little confused.

"Hey! Well! Of course, let's do it!"

Qianyuan closed the menu, without revealing her inability to speak Chinese in front of others.

"Well! Then I will trouble you, beautiful waitress."

Ye Wenyu handed the menu to the waitress, because after being praised by the stunning white-haired maid in front of her, the waitress looked flushed.

But it also speeded up the service speed. After a while, two matcha milk cakes and green tea were brought up and placed in front of Ye Wenyu and Qian Yuan.

"Master Qianyuan, please!"

Ye Wenyu made a gesture of invitation, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the counter, and paid for the meal for the two of them.

"Well! Then I will start."

Qianyuan nodded, gently pinched the middle of the spoon with her middle finger and index finger, and pressed slightly with her thumb to prevent the spoon from slipping out of her hand.

When the spoon cut a piece of milk cake and touched the plate, the spoon seemed to have received some magical power in Qianyuan's hands, and it didn't make a sound, and the next spoonful was completed so gracefully, leaving no noise .

"That... Isoya!"

After the milk cake was almost half eaten, Qianyuan suddenly raised her head and put down the spoon in her hand.

"What's the matter, Lord Qianyuan?"

Ye Wenyu also put down the spoon, straightened up and looked at her with a smile.

"Although it's hard to say it, I want to experience the feeling of being fed, so... is it okay?"

Qianyuan moved the matcha milk cake together with the spoon to Ye Wenyu, looking at Ye Wenyu expectantly.

"Yes! Of course you can! My lord."

Ye Wenyu readily agreed to Qian Yuan's request, brushed the long snow-white hair scattered on her chest over the maid's shoulder straps, held up the plate with her left hand, and gracefully picked up a spoon with her right hand to cut off a small piece of cake.

"Lord Qianyuan, open your mouth, ah—"

Qian Yuan opened her two cherry-colored lips, and Ye Wenyu spooned the cake into Qian Yuan's mouth full, Qian Yuan savored it carefully, and took the cake after eating the milk cake in her mouth. He picked up Ye Wenyu's spoon, cut off a small piece of the milk cake from the other party, and held it in his hand.

"Master Qian Yuan, you are..."

Seeing her spoon being taken away by Qian Yuan, Ye Wenyu suddenly didn't know what to do. At this time, she was still holding Qian Yuan's milk cake and spoon in her hand, and her whole upper body leaned forward, unable to avoid it at all. .

"It's nothing, it's just reciprocity."

Qian Yuan spoke unhurriedly, looking at Ye Wenyu who was already in her own trap with a dark belly.

"Come on! Open your mouth, now it's time for me to feed you, and close your eyes."

"This... um! I know."

Ye Wenyu closed his eyes and relaxed his mouth, because it would make it easier for the spoon to come in, and he would not feel too much resistance, nor would he feel too much psychological burden.

But in the next second, a soft thing leaned against her lips. It was different from the softness of the milk cake. It also had a bit of heat, and even... a bit of fragrance from a girl.

"Huh huh huh huh?"

Ye Wenyu asked several questions in succession, and immediately opened his glass-colored eyes. At this time, a pair of big eyes with long eyelashes appeared in front of him at zero distance.

She wanted to escape, but Ye Wenyu's own head was being pressed by a hand at this moment, and his head could not escape the control of the girl in front of him no matter what.

"Mmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

After several seconds in a row, Ye Wenyu broke free from the control, her fair little face suddenly turned red, and her heart was pounding.

"Master Qianyuan, you..."

After wiping off the crystal clear liquid around her lips with a towel, Ye Wenyu blushed and looked at the culprit, took the opportunity to get back the milk cake and spoon, and continued to smile smirkingly at Qianyuan as if nothing happened.

"The milk cake is delicious, white and tender. It's nothing! It's just a prank!"

Qianyuan suppressed the childlike joy in her heart, and said gracefully with a face as calm as that of a young lady.

"Or, should it be a punishment? Should a maid who fails to entertain others deserve some special punishment? What do you think, Isoya?"

No.40 five chapters to come!open your mouth and listen

(The author reminds me once again: the conversations between Ye Wenyu and Qian Yuan are all in neon language)

"What the hell did I just do..."

After getting out of the milk cake, Qianyuan has been recalling the past in the store. Although she still has the image of an iceberg beauty, her heart is like a volcano erupting, and she can't calm down no matter what.

He obviously just met this person in the real world this morning, but it gave Qianyuan an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and as long as she was held by the maid girl in front of her, that calming feeling like incense would spread to her. her brain.

Being held by others while walking is indeed not something that should be done with someone who has not seen each other for half a day, but even now she is still held by the maid girl, Qianyuan doesn't feel anything wrong.

All of this seemed familiar. The close relationship between the white-haired maid and the black-haired young lady seemed to have happened somewhere, but she didn't remember Qianyuan, but in that vague way, it seemed that she had experienced such a period of time.

Then there was the maid girl named "Isouya" in front of her. After Qianyuan had finished enjoying the white tender tofu, she didn't show any resistance, and her elegant maid smile didn't change at all. But I always felt that the girl's forehead was darkened, and there was an indescribable aura in her smile.

"Isouya, where are you taking me?"

Qian Yuan said to Ye Wenyu who was pulling her away.

"I'm not going anywhere! I just thought of a place next time, there must be something you want to eat there!"

Ye Wenyu spoke with a smile on his face, but dragged a few words from time to time, still with the same expression as before.

"Is that so? Then I'll..."

At this time, Qianyuan didn't know what she was going to face next. When Ye Wenyu took her along the main road and turned into a pedestrian street, Qianyuan, who accidentally looked at the shops on both sides of the road, saw that she was dressed in clothes. Various "bugs" on bamboo sticks, and black spiders being fried in a pot, a waiter just passed by Ye Wenyu and the others, and the waiter was holding a plate full of Golden fried cicada pupae.

"Hey! Isoya, here is..."

Qian Yuan, who doesn't know much about Huaguo cuisine, was shocked by everything in front of her. Although she had heard that some places eat bugs, she had never eaten them, and she never thought that she would see them.

So after seeing all kinds of anti-human dark dishes, Qianyuan's stomach really wanted to turn over. This is completely incompatible with the eating habits of Neon people, so the maid girl in front of her is going to let herself eat this, right? ?Although I was a little wrong before, but I didn't bring such a thing, right?

Facing these terrible foods, Qianyuan finally remembered the fear of dark cooking that day.

"What are you thinking? Lord Qianyuan, of course our destination is not here! Come on down!"

Ye Wenyu squinted her eyes like a maid and said, I was taken advantage of twice by others, but I must find it back. As a maid, I can’t let others take advantage of me again and again, otherwise I will be with those who only want to take advantage of me. What is the difference between a maid who can serve?

So this is actually the first step of Ye Wenyu's prank, and it seems to be very successful, Qianyuan's sanity value has been reduced a lot.

"Let me take a look... Lord Qianyuan, we are here!"

After stopping outside a small open-air restaurant, Ye Wenyu took Qianyuan, who was unfamiliar with the place, to find a seat near the inside and sat down. An order lady in a white shirt came over with a Hold a notebook.

"Please bring me a large stinky tofu!"

Ye Wenyu spoke softly in his native Chinese.

"There is also a cold preserved egg and salted bean curd. Let me take a look... Yes! I will also have an authentic soy milk from Old Shangjing, and a cup of polysaccharide soy milk. Thank you."

The ordering aunt with rich work experience wrote down the food ordered by Ye Wenyu in the record book. The Martian language that she was like a doctor. can not read it.

After a while, Ye Wenyu delivered all the meals ordered by Ye Wenyu, and he still looked at Qianyuan with a smile on his face, but it was a little more playful.

And what about Qianyuan?She looked at the plates in front of her and fell into deep thought.

"What is that black lump? Why does it have a strong smell? And is that transparent clear color jelly? It should be edible, right? Oh! This is tofu from Huaguo Nao, it should be sweet like the Neon side, right? And this is... is it soy milk?"

Qianyuan looked at the "soy milk" in a paper cup in front of her, and fell into great doubts, because the general soy milk should say "soy milk", but this cup says "soy milk", it should be Are they all the same thing?And why is this straw made of paper?There is no need for Chinese people to do this, right?How to insert this?

"What's the matter, Lord Qianyuan? These things are delicious! If not, just look at it."

Ye Wenyu said so on purpose, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks in a bamboo tube, picked up the nearest piece of stinky tofu, ate it with relish, and then put another pair of disposable chopsticks on the In front of Qianyuan, she motioned for her to speak quickly.

"Very... delicious?"

Qianyuan looked at the stinky tofu on the plate with a serious face, maybe this thing just smells stinky?The feeling of eating...it should be okay!Just like natto?

Thinking of this, Qian Yuan finally plucked up the courage to pick up a piece of stinky tofu with the chopsticks prepared by Ye Wenyu. The smell that made all foreigners frightened by the smell really gave Qian Yuan a hard blow, and the chopsticks were about to tremble. fell off his little hands.

"Isoya, I..."

Faced with this smell like overturned thick ammonia water, Qianyuan really wanted to give up, but when she was about to speak, Ye Wenyu leaned on the table with his right hand and jumped lightly, a snow-white figure quickly flew from the air When she got behind Qian Yuan, a soft little hand immediately held her right hand, and Qian Yuan's entire right arm was like a doll on strings, completely controlled by Ye Wenyu.

"You know what? As a maid, it's important to be classy at all times."

Ye Wenyu's two pale cherry lips approached Qianyuan's side ears, and his right hand strengthened a little bit, so that the manipulated right hand could better listen to his orders.

"So, as the eldest lady, you must also be brave and fearless... It's okay today, let me come down and preach in person! Come on, open your mouth! Be obedient."

"Wait a minute! Isoya, this smells too bad, I don't... oh oh oh!"

Before Qian Yuan could finish her sentence, the chopsticks holding the stinky tofu had already been inserted into her mouth, and suddenly a smell of "stinky socks" for foreigners permeated Qian Yuan's mouth. The miserable behavior like eating "Oligi" is really unbearable for her.

"Ah! Ahh! Ahh! Isn't this pretty good! My lady, it's still delicious, isn't it?"

Ye Wenyu said in the most gentle language, in fact, she did not lie, this food is really delicious for most Chinese people, but for foreigners... In short, Ye Wenyu did not lie, just learned a bit The way "some little creature who signed a magical contract" spoke, but there was no malice.

To put it bluntly, I just want to take revenge a little bit.

"Is it really delicious? Then let's try the next one! Preserved eggs are quite delicious!"

Ye Wenyu continued to manipulate Qian Yuan's hand, picked up a piece of preserved egg, and came to Qian Yuan's mouth like a demon.

"You don't need to do this? Uh... Please... Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!"

Qian Yuan, who ate the stinky tofu, wanted to surrender, but how could Ye Wenyu give up such an excellent opportunity, and immediately used her peak-like chest to control Qian Yuan's head, and then stretched out her chopsticks again. into Qianyuan's mouth.

"What is this? A rotten egg? Isoya, you bully me!"

After Qian Yuan ate the preserved egg, she made a miserable sound like other foreigners, and Ye Wenyu let Qian Yuan go quite satisfied, it seemed that she had been pleased enough.

"I know! I know! Eat some of this! You can change the taste."

Ye Wenyu took advantage of the opportunity and pushed the tofu brain that had been prepared in front of Qianyuan. Under the graceful expression of a smiling maid, there was a heart that wanted to play a prank to the end.

"Is it tofu nao? Finally, I can eat sweet one... Pfft! Why is it salty! It's so bitter... so bitter..."

(Friendly reminder from the author: There is human knowledge here, that is, Neon people like to eat sweets, so Ye Wenyu took advantage of this and deliberately prepared salty tofu nao, which has nothing to do with the author's position)

Qian Yuan, who was attacked by "salty bean curd brain", shed painful tears. Fortunately, she usually has the habit of taking small bites, otherwise the game would really be over.

"That's right! There's also soy milk, and soy milk!"

Qianyuan suddenly thought of the "soy milk" in front of her. After a wave of difficult insertion of the paper straw, she finally succeeded in sucking it up. Ye Wenyu also picked up the soy milk at this time, with a playful smile on her face. took a deep breath.

"This is... what? Ugh..."

The moment the "soy milk" is inhaled, that is, the "soy milk" touches the tip of the tongue, a taste of "washing pot water" spreads from the throat to the stomach, and the feeling of nausea, nausea, and vomiting all come together. own heart.

(Friendly reminder from the author: This is the author's real experience of drinking "soy juice" in Beijing. Readers who go to Beijing in the future must not drink it, don't drink it!)

Qian Yuan hurriedly put down the "soymilk" in her hand, at this time a stream of sour water had poured into her abdomen and was about to spurt out.