bdsm-fiction Chapter 322 Nanali, who is not a qualified maid; next time she will definitely make Huo Yuhao suffer
Chapter 322 Nanali, who is not a qualified maid; next time she will definitely make Huo Yuhao suffer
Chapter 322 Nanali, who is not a qualified maid; next time she will definitely make Huo Yuhao suffer.
Huo Yuhao reached out and helplessly wiped the drool Nanali had left on his face, feeling both amused and exasperated.
I can't help but think of the first time we met, how the other person acted as if they wanted to drag me off to get married on the spot.
Sometimes, things that seem strange to ordinary people happen to this girl who does things that don't follow the rules.
I really don't know whether it's a punishment or another form of reward.
"Just do your job well from now on. Something big is likely to happen soon, and we'll need your help then."
However, before he could finish speaking, he felt an unexpected disturbance coming from under the table.
Seeing Ya Li's sullen appearance, he really didn't expect that this usually gentle and dignified Holy Spirit Douluo would have such an unconventional side.
When Nanali saw a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly appear on the forehead of the white-haired boy in front of her, she felt a surge of concern.
She quickly took a handkerchief from her skirt pocket and carefully wiped his face, her voice full of concern: "Master, why are you suddenly sweating so much? Are you feeling hot?"
"Ha, it's just a minor injury I sustained while fighting off elemental lightning during the Heavenly Forging process."
He then gave a dry laugh, trying to make his words sound more believable.
"The reason I came to see Yali today is precisely for this reason. She has been in charge of my treatment during this period."
Judging by the time, Yali should be back soon. When she does, she'll probably treat my injuries first.
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Nanali put the handkerchief, stained with the boy's sweat, back into her pocket and nodded, seemingly understanding.
"Alright then, Master, I won't bother you any longer. I'll come back to the Holy Spirit Douluo to handle the handover after you've finished healing."
As she spoke, she turned and walked out of the room.
But as she approached the door, Nanali frowned slightly again.
Why did I smell a strange fragrance that I had never smelled before?
Could it be that I've been working too hard lately and my nose is having problems too?
Seeing the door closed again, Huo Yuhao, who had been on edge the whole time, finally relaxed.
He slumped back in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief.
After a clear throat bobbing sound, Yali's face showed a hint of teasing, and her tone was full of sarcasm: "I only found out today that Nanali has become our Yuhao's little maid."
And judging from her expression, it seems like she has feelings for our Yuhao quite a bit too.
Huo Yuhao reached out and pulled her out from under the table, then pulled her into his arms, feeling her captivating warmth and softness once again.
"Sister Yali, are you jealous? Is that why you deliberately did that before?"
He was still shaken.
Just now, there were several times when Yali clearly seemed to be playing with fire.
"Hmph," Yali snorted and shook her head.
She then extended her slender, jade-like fingers and poked Huo Yuhao's chest, explaining, "I'm a newcomer myself, so what right do I have to make demands of others? I'm just angry about something else."
"Which point?"
Huo Yuhao was indeed intrigued.
"That girl, Nanali, she keeps calling herself your maid, and she calls you 'master' so cheerfully, but what exactly has she done to fulfill her duties as a maid?"
Yali's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze revealing a hint of scrutiny.
"Shouldn't a qualified maid wholeheartedly take care of her master's daily life and keep everything about her master in mind?"
"But when I took care of you before, I could clearly feel that you had not often received careful care from others before."
Therefore, from this perspective, Nunnally, this so-called maid, is completely unqualified!
Seeing Ya Li's slightly sullen expression because of this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but chuckle.
He reached out and pinched Yali's puffed-up cheek, explaining gently.
"Sister Yali, you're taking this too seriously. Nanali is just a nickname she uses for fun. I only signed the contract with her to make it easier for me to enter the academy."
"Perhaps."
Yali nodded slightly, indicating that she accepted this explanation.
But that fair, jade-like hand pressed down on Huo Yuhao's firm chest once again, its fingertips tracing circles on his chest.
"However, since you'll be leaving the academy for a while, I'll still need to take good care of you before you leave."
The atmosphere in the room became enchanting once again.
As the sun sets, layers of red hues slowly spread across the horizon, dyeing the entire sky a hazy, warm orange-red.
Dai Yun'er, who was lying on the dining table, shaking her head out of boredom, sighed softly.
She turned her head and said dejectedly to Wu Siduo, who was quietly eating on the other side, "Wu Siduo, we are still too weak. Have you noticed that Lingbing never takes us with her when she goes out?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Siduo, who was taking small bites of golden fried rice, frowned slightly.
"It's good that you know that. Then work hard to cultivate yourself, and stop wasting your time by staying up all night surfing the internet."
"I wasn't wasting time; I was balancing work and rest! A good balance is great!"
Dai Yun'er instantly puffed up her cheeks like an angry little pufferfish.
Clearly, she was extremely dissatisfied with Wu Siduo's merciless criticism.
Before she could even open her mouth to complain about Wu Siduo again, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "whoosh".
As Gu Yue walked in against the light, the aura emanating from him appeared exceptionally terrifying in the dim light of the day.
Dai Yun'er and Wu Siduo were both startled by the sudden commotion, and then were swept over by the other party's cold black eyes.
The feeling was like being targeted by a giant dragon from ancient times, causing an uncontrollable tremor to rise from the depths of one's soul.
Gu Yue forcibly suppressed her turbulent emotions and asked, word by word, "Ling Bing, where is he?"
"Lingbing left the academy a few hours ago, saying she was going to the Holy Angel Family."
Dai Yun'er subconsciously swallowed.
Only with her spiritual power at the Spirit Sea Realm could she perceive it more clearly.
At this moment, Gu Yue exuded a terrifying aura that was completely different from usual, almost tangible.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yue frowned even more deeply, and inwardly cursed.
That damned man actually got away.
Was it all part of his plan to have Brigitte keep him occupied?
Huo Yuhao, you bastard, I'll remember this grudge.
Next time I see you, I'll make sure you get what's coming to you!
Watching Gu Yue come and go in a hurry, leaving only a sharp silhouette, Wu Siduo subconsciously spoke softly, voicing her doubts: "Could it be that all the gossip Xiao Yan talked about in our little group was true? Is Gu Yue really in love with Teacher Ling Bing but unable to have her?"
"Nonsense."
Upon hearing this, Dai Yun'er immediately jumped up from her chair and retorted loudly.
"I am the one who knows Lingbing inside and out. How could I not know what the situation is?"
In short, let me tell you, Ling Bing and that Gu Yue guy have absolutely no connection whatsoever!
Whether it matters or not is not up to you to decide.
Wu Siduo spoke slowly and deliberately, "Anyway, Xiaoyan plans to investigate this matter thoroughly next."
Judging from her attitude, she's determined to get to the bottom of this. So, tell me, are you going to participate or not?
Dai Yun'er's expression changed repeatedly.
Although she knew Huo Yuhao's true situation very well, what if there were some inside stories that she didn't know about?
Once the thought pops into your head, it's impossible to shake it off.
Finally, after much deliberation, she nodded heavily, which was considered her agreement.
Several days later, in the southern region of Douluo Continent.
In the heart of a prosperous and bustling city stands a magnificent yet ancient columned structure covered with a huge golden dome.
Inside the building, in a similarly simple and elegant room, an elderly man with white hair and beard sat behind a desk, yet still appeared energetic and upright.
The three gleaming general stars on his crisp military uniform shone faintly, unmistakably revealing the old man's true identity.
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It was none other than the commander of the massive Southern Legion, the Angel Douluo Le Zheng'en.
Thump thump thump—
As a rhythmic knocking sounded, Le Zheng'en, who hadn't even put down the documents in his hand, immediately showed an undisguised joy on his face, which was marked by the passage of time, and called out loudly towards the door.
"Please come in."
The door was slowly pushed open, and a white-haired boy walked in gracefully, led by the old butler.
Even though she had already anticipated it and had imagined the boy's appearance countless times in her mind, seeing him in person was still a shock.
Le Zheng'en was still somewhat shocked.
Immediately, his shock was quickly replaced by joy, and he chuckled and said, "Seeing is believing. Teacher Lingbing's demeanor is indeed extraordinary."
As he spoke, he casually put down the documents in his hand, got up from behind his desk, walked to the sofa next to him, and personally brewed a cup of tea for Huo Yuhao.
Just as he was about to invite the other person to sit down, he saw Huo Yuhao staring intently at the huge oil painting hanging on the wall, examining it closely.
The portrait depicts a figure clad in gleaming golden armor, wielding an angelic sword, with a striking and imposing presence.
Because the armor completely covers the body, it is difficult to tell their true gender.
Behind it, six pairs of holy angel wings, shrouded in a hazy golden glow, were unfurling in a highly dynamic posture.
That posture was as if it were sacred and eternal.
Le Zheng'en picked up his teacup, took a sip of the warm tea, and said in a knowing tone, "It seems that Teacher Lingbing is very interested in this portrait."
Hearing the sound, Huo Yuhao snapped out of his brief daze.
He looked at the still calm old man in front of him, took a few steps forward, sat down on the empty sofa next to him, and smiled gently: "General Yue, please forgive my rudeness. It's just that after seeing this painting, I couldn't help but recall some past events."
Then, the tone shifted again, becoming more inquisitive.
"But if I remember correctly, the current Holy Angel family should be descended from the Spirit Hall lineage of ancient times."
However, according to historical records that have been passed down to this day, even the original Spirit Hall's inherited spirit, the Six-Winged Angel, only had six wings after its owner became a god.
The Holy Angel Martial Soul that has been passed down to this day can be said to be a mutated and continued version of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
It retains only the sacred attribute portion of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, but cannot utilize the incomparably domineering power of the Solar True Fire.
And just like ordinary angelic martial souls, one needs to raise their soul power to the level of a titled Douluo before they can have six wings.
But the image in front of me depicts an angel with twelve wings.
Huo Yuhao had only witnessed this posture once before, after Ye Guyi briefly descended using her ninth soul skill, Angel God.
Upon hearing this, Le Zheng'en put down his teacup, still wearing a gentle smile, and explained, "Since Teacher Lingbing has come all the way from Shrek Academy, she must have some understanding of the historical records from ten thousand years ago."
The reason why our Holy Angel family has been able to regain its footing on the continent and continue to thrive to this day is because of this.
It is also thanks to the Angel Douluo of that generation ten thousand years ago who gathered the remaining bloodlines of the Angel race scattered throughout the continent and protected us, his people, with his own strength.
That's how our Holy Angel family came to have its current foundation.
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's brows furrowed slightly.
He naturally researched the history that happened after he became a god and left the Douluo Continent, and he was familiar with the details.
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