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Chapter 36 Maid vs. Slave Girl, I Can Love the Master Too (8k)

She was discovered, but Cecilia was not panicked at all.

She stood up naturally, turned her head and said to Sylvia,

"I'm just doing my duty as a slave girl. What's the problem with that?"

Her attitude was very matter-of-fact.

even.

While talking to Sylvia.

Cecilia hasn't forgotten to be intimate with Ryan.

She naturally moved closer to Ryan's arms, put her jade hands around Ryan's waist, gently lifted one of her jade feet, and wrapped it around Ryan's legs, stroking it constantly.

Looking up at her master, Cecilia's eyes softened.

"The master likes my service very much."

Seeing this scene, the little maid's pretty face turned cold.

True.

Cecilia's words were serious, and she really meant it from the bottom of her heart.

But it is really insulting that you are being intimate with your master in front of me!

The eldest sister's level of beauty competition has been further improved, making it difficult for the little maid to remain calm.

The two of them were becoming more and more intimate, even to the point of getting on the bed.

Sylvia bit her thin lips tightly, lowered her head, and seemed to be swallowed by the darkness all around her, looking like a loser.

"how so…"

The beautiful eyes looked at the two of them with a little lifelessness. The maid who had always been three-no had red eyes at this moment.

"I was here first, obviously!"

"Whether it's knowing the young master or becoming his maid, I was the first one!"

In fact, I have served the young master before.

But why, in the end, you got there first!

I'm not convinced!

"So what if you came first?"

Cecilia glanced at Sylvia and said as a matter of course,

"It has nothing to do with who came first. I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do."

"If you think I got there first, does that mean you haven't been doing your best before?"

"Or... in fact, you don't like the master at all, and the master doesn't like you either, or even... your charm fails to impress the master?"

Compared to you, I have made much more progress with the Master now. If you hadn't come, I might have been with the Master now.

You are the challenger!

Cecilia was analyzing the situation very seriously, but her words successfully ignited the anger and grievance in Sylvia's heart.

"I do not believe!"

Sylvia came in front of the two of them in a few steps, staring at Cecilia with her beautiful eyes.

"I can love the young master, and I can fulfill my duties."

"I will prove to you that my charm is not inferior to yours, and the young master will like me too!"

"Are you challenging me?"

Cecilia was stunned for a moment, then she narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

"Very good, I accept this challenge."

"I will also prove to you that it doesn't matter whether you come early or late, the master's love is what matters most."

then.

The competition between the beautiful maid and Her Royal Highness the Princess began inexplicably.

The two of them started competing with disgust on their faces, and the content was naturally to see who could gain more favor from Ryan.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"I can also love the young master and fulfill my obligations", Sylvia raised her white silk legs and placed them in front of her young master.

"Please, Master, please taste it..."

the other side.

Cecilia was not to be outdone. After changing into a new pair of stockings, she also placed them in her master's hands.

"Please, Master, please enjoy..."

now.

It is a competition between the slender white silk and the meat-tight white silk.

Looking at the two pairs of white stockings in front of him, Ryan felt a little emotional.

I can only say that these two people are indeed very outstanding. The same white silk, when worn by two people, can actually show completely different textures and styles, and they are both top-notch.

The beautiful maid has long and slender legs without a trace of fat. They are wrapped in white silk stockings, and the perfect wrapping shows off their slender lines perfectly.

Maybe the touch feel is a little lacking, but the visual appeal is maximized.

Especially the slenderness of her legs in white silk stockings further highlights her purity, perfectly fitting people's impression of a beautiful maid.

Her Royal Highness the Princess on the other side was slender with a hint of the plumpness of a queen.

Because of her plump figure, the pair of white stockings made her feel tight.

This not only does not destroy the perfection of these beautiful legs, but makes them even more plump and charming.

Especially the pure and elegant white silk adds a lot of color to Cecilia.

If Ryan were to judge...

I can’t tell the difference, I really can’t.

You are all excellent girls. Forcing me to choose is really putting me in a difficult position!

The other side.

Seeing Ryan fell into silence.

The two of them did not rush each other, but instead kept their eyes on each other.

"Humph!"

Sylvia snorted softly, her eyes were quite firm.

"I'm betting on my dignity as the young master's maid. I will absolutely protect the young master's innocence!"

"You evil woman who covets the young master's body, I will never let you have the young master!"

"You are being selfish!"

Cecilia did not lose the upper hand at all and immediately retorted,

"The master is a normal man. Who he likes is entirely his own business. What does it have to do with you?"

"You've repeatedly stopped other members of the opposite sex from approaching the Young Master, saying it's for his own good, but in reality, you're only doing it for your own good."

The two men exchanged verbal attacks, neither willing to give in.

Especially the sharp-tongued maid, whose words directly hit the other person's sore spot.

"You are just a slave, how can you understand my duties as the young master's maid?"

however…

They are clearly slaves deprived of their sovereignty and dignity.

But when she heard this, Cecilia still looked proud.

It was as if being Ryan's slave was a great honor.

She raised her head slightly and said to Sylvia,

"So what if they're slaves?"

"My status as a slave means that I am the master's property. Everything I have belongs to the master. You could even say that I am a part of the master."

"But you are different. You and your master are only in an employment relationship. It's just a cooperation. This kind of relationship is not reliable."

While talking.

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, as if she could feel the starry sky imprint on it.

"This thing was painted by the owner himself. It is a close bond between me and the owner, and it proves my belonging."

"What about you, do you have any of these?"

This was clearly a shame, but Cecilia actually managed to see it as a bond...

This smooth combo left Sylvia speechless.

If she said so...

How can a mere slave have a higher status in the family than me, a maid who grew up with the young master!

Her thin lips trembled, and Sylvia lowered her head weakly.

Lost, completely defeated!

Under the fierce attack of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the venomous maid was defeated and could only look at the princess and her young master in front of her with resentful eyes.

Even Ryan, who was standing by, could see that his maid, who had nothing, was showing signs of breaking down.

But the next moment, the war came to Ryan.

Seeing that she was about to lose, Sylvia looked at Ryan.

"Master, you have watched long enough. Please make your judgment."

It doesn’t matter if I lose the argument. The key is actually the young master’s recognition. As long as the young master recognizes me, I can still win!

And Cecilia obviously understood this.

then.

She also turned to look at Ryan,

"Master, please make your judgment."

"Am I better, or is she better... There has to be a priority, right?"

"How about... a draw?"

Ryan hesitated for a moment, then spoke tentatively.

In front of both of them, it was obviously wrong for Ryan to say whoever won would win.

But the two were not satisfied with Ryan's answer.

"A draw is not a big deal."

Cecilia shook her head and said seriously,

"Everything in the world has its own hierarchy, just like strength. There should also be a superior one between the two of us."