Feast of villains

Lesson 9 Backyard.

The frame of the small building that was originally used to store sundries was not damaged. It was renovated and turned into a pharmacy.

Nance opened the door and stepped into the yard.

Susha, who had put on her maid uniform, sat blankly under the dead tree in the corner, with her hands clenched on her knees and her expression seemed to be reminiscing.

She wore slightly translucent black stockings on her legs, which looked very eye-catching, but underneath her skin looked like a layer of light rouge smeared on white ceramics. It looked like it had been frozen.

Doraemon lay on Nance's shoulder and said hello to the woman he had met before.

Susha shrugged her nose and didn't want to pay attention to this person or bird.

In such a cold and quiet scene, she actually has the melancholy beauty of "daisy burying flowers".

Nance was used to her occasional sad looks.

Anyway, she has a good foundation, and as long as she doesn't make a fuss, she is a very attractive woman.

"It's so cold, don't freeze." Nance walked over and took her arm, "Go inside, there's a stove inside."

Susha hugged the tree trunk and said, "Let me sit for a while."

"It's time to get to work."

"don't want."

Nance put his hands directly around her armpits and pulled up hard.

"Help, we kidnapped a beautiful girl..." Susha's legs instantly flew into the air, and he carried her into the house.

The room was a bit messy, filled with various bottles and jars and herbs, and the scattered papers on the desk were filled with various data written in clumsy and clumsy handwriting.

"They say words are like the person they are, but why can't I see it at all in you..." Nance threw her onto the sofa for resting, turned and walked towards the fireplace, "She is so beautiful, and her handwriting can be

Make people cry ugly."

A lot of chopped firewood was piled in front of the fireplace. After it was lit, the flames brought warmth to the room.

Miss Su, wearing a maid uniform, curled up on the sofa, holding her stomach and crying out that she felt uncomfortable.

Nance looked back and saw that her face was pale and she looked miserable. He quickly walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm going to die." Susha looked at him like a wounded kitten.

"What's the way to die? Tell me." Nance grabbed her stockinged legs, took off her high heels, and laid her flat on the sofa for her to lie down.

"Headache, heartache, menstrual pain..." Miss Su blinked her red eyes, "Give me a week's leave to go see a doctor, otherwise you won't have a maid. Oh, remember it's paid leave."

"I'll pay you tonight."

moment.

The beautiful and miserable Miss Su jumped up.

With her feet on the sofa, she bent down and asked excitedly: "How much?"

This is a direct transfer from ICU to KTV.

I knew you were pretending... Nance sighed and said helplessly: "I decided to give you 10% of the profit from selling the medicine as a reward for your loyalty. As for the specific amount, I will give you this week's medicine tonight.

Send it to Sister Marlene and tell you after the settlement is settled."

"Obviously you should give it all to me, you liar..." Susha whispered.

Nance lowered his face: "No?"

"Yes, I want it!" Susha blinked her eyes and said cutely: "My sister will be supported by you from now on. Please work harder, my dear!"

At this time, she had a fair and delicate face and a sweet and cute personality. It was as if she had switched personalities instantly. It was really shameless.

"Gu~"

Doraemon looked at Miss Su.

The big eyes rolled around a few times, thinking whether it was necessary to report to the queen at this level.

"If you want money, get up and work." Nance patted her cheek.

"Let me lie down for a while." Susha lay down again and looked at Nance with wandering eyes. She suddenly pouted and leaned forward: "Good brother, come and give me a kiss."

"Gu~"

Fat Chicken decided.

This scene must be reported to the Queen.

Nance turned around and gave the owl a warning look, but it half-bent its eyes in an anthropomorphic way, making a "funny" look.

"Hehe~" Susha smiled proudly.

Of course she recognized the owl, so she started tricking Nance without hesitation.

"Get up quickly!" Nance patted her head, turned around and went to the sink to wash her hands, then found a white coat and put it on.

Looking back, Susha took her time putting on her shoes, taking her time washing her hands, taking her time getting dressed...

Seeing that Nance's face turned gloomy again, she frowned and opened her hands: "Dear..."

"What?"

"You need a hug to work."

"roll."

Miss Su bared her teeth and rushed over.

"To remove impurities from pollen."

Nance clapped his hand and pushed her shoulder to the front of the mutated piranha dried powder.

Under the threat of the master's gaze, the maid raised her hand aggrievedly, and a magic fire ignited in her white palm.

Sister Marlene sends 200 copies of coagulation gel and 200 copies of unit catalytic liquid (low-level magic potion that stimulates magic element reproduction) every week, and requires Nance to hand over 180 copies and 160 copies of the finished product respectively.

There are a total of 340 potions. If Nance made them all by himself, it would take at least half of his time to make the potions every day.

Therefore, Nance left some simple tasks, such as cleaning and packaging, to Susha.

It only took a week for the maid lady to change from being willing to die over giving in to being honest about not wanting her body now. Maybe she will get the money tonight, and she will do it by herself without Nance's orders from now on.

Already.

"How can you treat a maid like this?" Susha complained to him while working: "You can squeeze me hard, but you still let me sleep on the sofa, and you don't even allow me to get under the covers. I'm afraid you are not impotent!

"

"You make it sound like you are really willing to let me touch you," Nance replied calmly.

Ignoring the talkative maid, he took the dried piranha powder that had been removed from the side and started refining the coagulant. Susha packed the prepared medicine by hand and neatly packed it into small boxes.

In the past week, the two of them have repeated this process hundreds of times, and they have developed a tacit understanding. Each is doing its own work without disturbing the other.

The sun shines slightly outside, and the shadows of the dead trees sway in the wind.

After packing all the coagulation gel, Susha lay down on the sofa and was lazy, tilting her head slightly and staring at Nance.

In front of several tables lined up in long rows, he concentrated on mixing solutions, occasionally writing some messy mathematical symbols on the small blackboard that she couldn't understand. Inadvertently, the beaker was burned once, and he looked back at the sofa.

"right away."

Ms. Su skillfully rolled off the sofa, put on rubber gloves and began to clean up the accident scene.

Around noon, someone pushed open the courtyard door, and thin footsteps could be heard.

"Search, it's time for lunch."

The adjutant came in carrying a lunch box, looking very happy.

"Put it on the table, I'll eat it later." Nance observed the pig liver in the petri dish intently, and he didn't forget to warn, "I just burned a cup, and there may be broken glass on the table, so be careful.

Also, don’t let your skin touch the tabletop directly, as the solution just now is corrosive.”

"Yeah, I know..."

Tokisaki nodded obediently.

"Gugu~"

Doraemon flew onto the adjutant's shoulder.

"Are you hungry?"

"Goo!"

Tokisaki smiled and touched its head: "Don't disturb the section chief here, I'll take you to eat."

"Gu~"

Doraemon rubbed her face with his head very affectionately.

For a raptor, when necessary, the word "meng" can also be changed into the word "cute".