CHAPTER 35: I LOVE YOU

The moonlight shone into the room, exposing the disheveled bedsheets. Losiya’s large bed in her room was currently empty. "Julian, come here," Losiya called out to Julian from where she sat on a chair.

She was sitting with her legs crossed, her generous demeanor completely different from her usual self, as if she had instantly transformed from a noble Countess into a dissolute young master.

Julian stood beside her, clad only in a white shirt barely covering his buttocks, its tails fluttering in the air, offering him no sense of security.

"Your Highness, do you have any commands?" Julian’s face was translucent with a rosy blush from playing ’games’ with Losiya, wishing he could hide his entire face in his silver hair.

"Hehe, come massage my shoulders," Losiya commanded, propping up her chin.

Walking behind Losiya, Julian placed his hands on her fragrant shoulders. His past experience finally came in handy. His massaging technique made Losiya comfortably narrow her eyes, occasionally emitting alluring hums.

Julian’s stance and movements were simply like a true maid, provided one ignored the inappropriate shirt he was wearing.

Losiya opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, her gaze covetously looking towards his extended hand.

Like an improper lord toying with a maid, Losiya placed her hand on Julian’s small hand on her shoulder, gently beginning to caress it.

"Master... Please don’t be like this." Julian revealed a feigned refusal yet inviting expression, saying shyly, but his hand, which was being held, showed no sign of being withdrawn.

This shy appearance, wanting to refuse yet feigning invitation, was both adorable and not overly ’green tea.’ Losiya’s heart at this moment was like a ripening fruit, becoming fuller and fuller under Julian’s stimulation. Now, with just a gentle bite, the passionate juice inside would eagerly spread out.

"Are you ordering me?" The Count Losiya immediately chuckled threateningly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Julian.

"This humble servant would not dare," Julian immediately said ’fearfully.’

"Do you still remember the duties and principles of a maid I taught you?"

"Everything I have belongs to you, whether body or soul, past or present." Julian’s voice became softer and softer as he read this part.

Losiya slowly stood up and walked to Julian’s front, taking his hand and leading him to the bedside.

Sitting down, Losiya directly used a slight force, pulling Julian into her embrace, holding him in a posture almost like carrying a princess.

With her left hand holding Julian’s hand and her right arm around Julian’s shoulder, Losiya brought her face closer to him, gently fondling the shirt hem as she slowly coaxed,

"Julian, as a maid, you should obey your master unconditionally, right?"

"Of course..."

"Then, use your hands to lift your shirt hem," Losiya commanded with a smile.

Julian immediately widened his eyes, looking at Losiya’s joyful expression and expectant smile. The other party was not kidding at all.

He couldn’t help but close his mouth, revealing a resistant expression, hesitant.

"Are you going to resist me?" After a few seconds with no movement from Julian, Losiya immediately asked indifferently.

Finally, Julian still placed his hands on his shirt hem, holding the corner of the shirt and slowly lifting it forward at an almost imperceptible speed.

His legs nervously curled up, revealing his inner movements to Losiya, soft and captivating.

His leg shape seemed quite perfect to Losiya, slender yet flexible, calves full, thighs slightly soft, well-proportioned and still with a good amount of sensuality, lifting them revealed a rosy mark.

Above that was the unknown territory belonging to a boy. Julian lifted his shirt hem, and fortunately, the darkness of the night blocked more than half of it, preventing excessive awkwardness.

Losiya’s consciousness felt as if it was burning, on the verge of losing control. Her hand embracing Julian’s shoulder gradually moved down more roughly.

Julian did not resist, but allowed it and returned Losiya’s grasp.

Then Losiya leaned in, and Julian slowly closed his eyes, responding to her.

Due to the difference in their bodies, Julian completely and unreservedly gave everything he had to the other person.

Losiya’s lips slightly curled up as she kissed Julian. The other person gave her such attentive trust. This physically and mentally harmonious warmth made her endlessly intoxicated.

Not only that, Julian’s lips, to Losiya, were endlessly enjoyable – soft, juicy, warm, and very elastic.

Just like that, Losiya massaged Julian’s thigh with one hand and cupped his face with the other, one wave after another, causing Julian to also become lost in it.

Losiya used every means, wanting Julian to fall into her gentle embrace, to melt him into her own form.

If Julian showed even a slight resistance, she would abandon her original plan.

However, Julian’s reaction was even softer and more obedient than she had imagined, which made her ask,

"Do you like me?"

Julian was dizzy all over, but Losiya’s words instantly woke him up.

Was this a confession? He was confused.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t received confessions before. On the contrary, in the past, Lin Xuan had been very ’popular,’ even people he had only met once had confessed to him.

Only this time, Julian’s entire heart seemed to be trembling, completely different from his usual unreactive demeanor.

"En..." He finally murmured softly.

"I know."

With that, Losiya suddenly stood up. At the same time, Julian was still held in her arms, his two jade-white calves gently swaying in the air.

Carrying Julian to the bedside, Losiya tossed him onto the bed.

"Wait..." Before Julian could finish, a warm and fragrant body covered him.

"Undress yourself, or shall I help you?"

Being naked in front of each other was no longer a cause for shyness, yet Losiya’s unusual attitude today made Julian feel somewhat uneasy.

The kiss just now had been so comfortable that he almost overlooked Losiya’s strangeness today.

Could she be...

"Julian."

"I’m here..."

"I like you."

In his ear, Losiya’s whispered voice was endless. He closed his eyes, and with that, gave up all resistance.