The Coercion of Scum

Damn it, this is not enough. My goal is to turn all subjects into long-term items, relying on my perfect grades to beat the face in all directions!

I don't know what happened to Baiji's grades. Although I know that she is not a super-top student, it is not easy for this person to be able to run a coffee shop while serving as the president of the student council at the same time.

There was an anxious look on my face, and I couldn't help shaking my fingers.

Ding dong.

At this time, the doorbell rang at a very coincidental time.

what!

I jumped up subconsciously.

It's actually here. Today, obviously I haven't seen a lot of things, did Jasmine come? I still said that I was in a daze for too long, although I was a little confused, but I sorted out my clothes and walked to the door.

In order to prevent the fairy from jumping, I also looked at the people outside through the cat's eyes first.

"Oh oh oh~~~

It was indeed Jasmine's face outside.

Although Cat's Eye's field of vision was limited, I still saw her face that was full of anxiety, even now looking around in the corridor for fear of being discovered by acquaintances.

Haha, don’t worry, because I think it’s impossible for your classmates to appear in such a place. If they are discovered, they will be embarrassed there. In the end, it’s fine for everyone to lose their memories afterwards.

Opening the door, my face was covered with a wretched smile.

"Oh Ho Ho Ho Ho, Jasmine, you are here, my dear!

"Hey, don't speak so loudly, there is someone next door!

Jasmine's eyes widened, she rushed over in a panic and covered my mouth, and at the same time, she forced me back into the room like a well-trained special police officer, and then she returned her mind and kicked it gently with her foot. Bring the door.

Boom

The door was closed, and there were only two of us left in this space.

Huh...huh

At this moment, I discovered that Jasmine's already flushed face had an expression of unwillingness, and she was still panting because of tension.

It should be because I came to the hotel all the way from home and had to bear with the strange look of the lady at the front desk. Jasmine's eyes looked very resentful when she glared at me.

The pure and refined beauty looks even more ruddy when I observe it, and people can't help but reach out and touch her goose-egg face.

"What's the matter? Are you so nervous?"

I joked and stretched out my hand to her.

But the target is not the face, but the back of the head.

Jasmine’s black and silky hair swept across her shoulders and hung over her slender waist. It was as coveted as a work of art, so I directly inserted my five fingers into my hair, just like appreciating art. Stroking.

"I am not nervous yet

Her clear eyes clearly exposed her wavering, but Jasmine still stubbornly denied it, and at the same time she guiltyly moved away from the sight of me for a few seconds.

Haha, wouldn't she fail to notice her stiff expression and unnatural movements?

When she talked back, I had transferred my hand from the hair to her face.

At this moment, she was like an obedient doll, but she was at a loss with one arm around her body, her legs were clamped, and she let her smooth, crystal-clear skin be touched by me.

Yeah don't touch it

Having been fooled by me without saying a word, Jasmine seemed to have finally broken through the limit of shame, issued a warning, slightly pursed her lips, and stared at me with misty ink pupils.

She resisted as always.

The expression that I've seen countless times appeared in my eyes again, and I couldn't help expressing such emotion. Although I admire her for miraculously returning to pure white no matter how many colors I paint, and no matter how many times I try to drag into the abyss, she will stubbornly crawl out, but now I have another purpose.

That is to make Jasmine my maid for study.

The kind that does nothing but study.

That's right, I asked Jasmine to come here. Rarely, it wasn't for an indecent purpose. I just felt that learning by one person would be too inefficient. If someone can discuss it together, it might be more efficient.

Well, before starting the business

I squinted and started to look at Jasmine's clothes.

Obviously it was summer, she was actually wearing a sportswear that completely covered the upper body, but the folds of the arms and abdomen were faintly visible. Although she was wearing sportswear, the young girl was full of youth. The lines can still be vaguely seen.

And her lower body is a short white skirt with black edges. The skirt is very short, barely covering half of her thighs. She does not wear stockings, so more than 80% of the two straight white, tender, well-proportioned and elastic legs are *outside.

Down the skirt, along the beautiful jade legs, you can see her delicate calf directly.

Down the calf with milky white delicate skin, you are the ankle wearing black socks with lace edges. The lace edges like blooming flowers are carefully decorated with the ankles, even if the next jade feet are hidden in the small black leather shoes. In it, people still imagined Jasmine's tender and fleshy feet.

"What are you looking at

She seemed to have noticed my gaze. Jasmine's face was flushed like a cooked lobster. She uncomfortably broke free from my hand that played with her hot cheeks, stepped back weakly, and directly let her back. It was attached to the door, and at the same time, the feet wearing small black leather shoes were crossed unnaturally in an X-shaped posture.

"Hmph, I just think your appearance is a bit unnatural. Let me talk about it. Why do you wear thick top and thin bottom? I don't mean your taste is strange, but I think this look is a bit like Japanese JK."

"It's not that I blame you

Jasmine bit her lower lip and cast a bitter look at me.

"Eh? Me?"

"If it's not you, you want me to wear it

Showing a sad and reluctant expression, she flicked her hair, then turned her face slightly, covered part of her shy expression with a curtain of black bangs, and then stretched her hand to the zipper of the sportswear.

"Ah oh

Seeing Jasmine would take the initiative to undress, I couldn't help swallowing.

Like an ancient concubine changing clothes, her movements were quiet and elegant. With the sound of a light metal sliding flashing through her ears, she pulled the zipper to the bottom, and then slowly let the sportswear slide down her shoulders.

At this time, I finally understood why she was wearing conservative and closed sportswear.

Under the sportswear, I did not see the direct white and delicate key parts, let alone sensational underwear, not to mention the * body.

It was an elegant and somewhat **** servant outfit.

Just like the dance clothes worn by a ballerina, when Jasmine took off the sportswear jacket, the maid outfit on the upper body and the maid skirt on the white background and black border on the lower body perfectly fit together.