Something is wrong with Miss Witch

She sat on the edge of the bed with her thighs crossed.

The hem of her red, chest-length skirt fell to the ground, and her charming eyes looked at Lou Yue triumphantly.

Lou Yue looked at Tao Yaoyao with a bitter face: "Go and have a rest. I have to work ten hours every day, which is already beyond the legal working hours. So, I'm going to rest!"

The more she spoke, the more confident she became.

But Tao Yaoyao complained, "You only work four hours a day in Chimei Township! And every time you do it, you just have a few drinks and that's it. You don't do anything else!"

"Woooooo!" Lou Yue cried out in grief, "You said something you absolutely cannot say!"

She angrily said, "There's no good or bad work. What matters is the dedication to the work. Even though it looks easy, I'm actually working really hard on my design skills."

"So, this is your reason for slacking off?" Tao Yaoyao smiled.

Stroking her red hair, Tao Yaoyao said to Lou Yue, "Yuebao, you only work four hours a day, and only three days a week! This level of slacking off is rare in this world."

Lou Yue puffed up her cheeks and rolled around on the bed: "It's because I'm too tired! My body is about to break down."

The little witch rolled over and over, rolling from one side to the other.

He looked as if he wasn't going to listen.

But Tao Yaoyao said with a worried look on her face, "I understand your concerns. But think about it. Your expenses are so high now. What are you going to do if you don't work hard to make money? What about your watch? All the things you need to buy later will cost money."

"Wow, kicking someone when they're down!" Lou Yue sat on the bed, hugging her pillow and looking at Tao Yaoyao angrily: "Boss Tao, you know I spent a lot of money, so you're so confident in letting me work, right?"

She thought about how Tao Yaoyao hugged her thighs, and then looked at how Tao Yaoyao looked today.

The little witch wanted to punch her chest a few times.

Tao Yaoyao just laughed and said modestly, "No, no, I'm just worried about your savings."

"After all, if there's a problem with your cash flow, that's not going to be good. These days, those shady loans are way too demanding. I'm afraid you're going down a path of no return."

She looked like she really cared about you.

But Lou Yue just lay on the bed, looking like a dead fish: "Gu, I'm going to sleep today. No one can stop me!"

Tao Yaoyao patted Lou Yue's thigh and said, "Of course you can. I'm not a black-hearted boss."

She smiled and said, "I just wanted to tell you that the witches are really looking forward to the salon. Miss Lou Yue, it's been a long time since you last opened a salon."

Lou Yue looked as if he had been squeezed dry.

Tao Yaoyao gave Lou Yue another barrel of wine: "This is a precious collection, a drink that can cheer up the witch."

Lou Yue took a look and rolled her eyes: "Instead of drinking this kind of wine, you might as well drink my own. My wine can also make the witch glow. And the effect is definitely better than this wine."

Tao Yaoyao choked and complained to Lou Yue: "Your wine not only makes the witch glow, it makes her impatient!"

After saying this, Tao Yaoyao left leisurely.

Lou Yue looked at the ceiling and sighed: "There will be another salon tomorrow."

I used to think this kind of job was 100% comfortable.

But for a lazy person, working at 100% comfort level is worse than not working at all.

It is better to sleep in than to slack off.

"Well."

Lou Yue complained and returned to her nest.

After taking off all the clothes, Lou Yue stuffed them all into the washing machine.

After all, clothes will become soaked with sweat after wearing them for a day and will also leave a strong odor.

Although it is body odor, Lou Yue doesn't want to become a body odor witch.

That's too perverted!

So clothes can only be changed every day.

I returned to the bathtub, filled it with hot water, added bath salts and colorful flower petals.

Lou Yuecai carefully tested the temperature with her toes.

"Hmm, it's a little hot."

Although witches are used to taking hot baths.

But Lou Yue couldn't use hot water because of her skin problems.

Moreover, if he used magic that transformed pleasure into pain just for the sake of taking a bath, Lou Yue felt that it would not be worth it.

After all, pleasure is just embarrassment, and pain is torture.

Generally, it is used in situations where there are no major occasions requiring etiquette, and in combat situations.

Lou Yue would not use magic that would transform pleasure into pain.

Thinking of this, Lou Yue had an idea.

Sitting in the water, she summoned the rune of pleasure.

Looking at the runes spinning in her hand, she suddenly had an idea about a magic spell in Igelsut's experimental log.

He quickly summoned his magic book, took out a magic pen and started scribbling on it.

It was not until all the water had cooled down that Lou Yue finally completed this conjecture.

"call."

Lou Yue let go of the pen and rubbed his wrist: "Tomorrow, I will turn this conjecture into magic."

She sighed, feeling that she had overworked herself.

Why not turn it into magic now, because Miss Lou Yue is a lazy dog.

Even though the water was already ice cold, she didn't bother to fill the tub with water again. Instead, she used magic to summon flames to heat the water, just like making soup.

But when I smelled it, it really smelled fragrant.

Leaning against the smooth bathtub, Lou Yue looked at the constantly rotating and changing starry sky: "Hmm, why do I feel inspired at this time?"

For a witch, there is no good rule to study when it comes to inspiration.

Every witch has a different way of entering inspiration, but after entering many times, the witches will definitely try to summarize the rules and then take it into their own hands.

Lou Yue guessed how he entered the state of inspiration.

"Hmm, is it hot water? That's not right." Lou Yue muttered, using her little feet to poke the calm water surface, making the petals floating on it sway like small boats.

"Isn't it naked?" Lou Yue looked at her own feet, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "It can't be really like this."

Although he denied it, his talents, expertise and magic seemed to be of this perverted style.

So, it’s not surprising that the trigger of inspiration is also so perverted?

Chapter 591 Is this really a serious instrument? [4k]

Lou Yue was very hesitant. Should he try it again?

This question is really a difficult decision.

What matters is integrity or strength?

Lou Yue thought so and continued to struggle.

It only took about three seconds for Lou Yue to make a difficult decision.

What's the point of moral integrity!

For a witch, strength is the most important thing!

Other things are not worth mentioning!

Lou Yue stood up and let the water flow down her body.

After a while, the body finally became dry.

Lou Yue walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

"Well, it's a good thing we're in our own lair. Otherwise, something extremely dangerous would have happened."

Lou Yue was thankful.

In a closed nest, there will definitely be no welfare selling segment!

Lou Yue also completely abandoned her sense of shame and walked in the corridor.

"Hmm, I feel a little chilly."

She muttered to herself, and the courage and awareness in her body dropped rapidly like her body temperature.

"Gu, it seems, it seems that moral integrity is still important." Lou Yue complained, a little embarrassed: "I'm not a pure-blooded witch."

But I had already walked out. And halfway through, I gave up.

Then wouldn’t the previous sense of shame be wasted?

Thinking this way, Lou Yue decided to keep going.

This was a completely new experience, and it made the witch feel a little dizzy.

"Gu, I'm going to pick up a bad habit." Lou Yue wailed and quickly slapped his face: "Image, I absolutely have to pay attention to my image and respect myself. Respect myself."

Warning himself like this, Lou Yue said with full force: "Absolutely no strange habits!"

After walking for a long time, I finally arrived at the study.

Push open the door and the feng shui inside is still working.

Looking around, the gentle sea breeze gave Lou Yue goose bumps all over her body.

She rubbed her skin with her palms to dissipate the coldness a little.

Only after entering the room did Lou Yue feel a little safer.

Closed the door and sat on the chair.

She sighed, "It's finally safer now. It's much better than being in the corridor."

It was better to be in the nest than outside, and better to be in the room than in the nest. It was a pity that the feng shui chosen by Lou Yue would cause wind.

Lou Yue felt very uncomfortable and miserable.

But this is an experiment for inspiration trigger, the witch's spirit is shining!

After opening the experimental log, Lou Yue began to conduct the experiment.

Want to find more inspiration.

Inspiration is indeed constantly gestating, but it has not reached the appropriate limit.

It is impossible to form an effective burst of inspiration.

"What is missing?" Lou Yue was very confused.

I'm completely naked, so why doesn't it work?

Then, isn't it all in vain that I'm naked like this?

angry!

Lou Yue put on her clothes angrily, "What a waste of my feelings."

As she said this, she sat on the chair, crossed her legs and complained, "What on earth should I do?"

Her French form looks pretty good, she's going to participate in a competition.

This is a life-and-death competition. Although you can be resurrected, if you take the initiative to challenge and fail.

This is something that will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Basically, if you lose, you have to keep challenging the city lord until you succeed, and then you can wash away the shame.

So, Lou Yue was still very worried.

The West District civil servants were so cooperative because he could defeat the city lord and get them promoted.

But if he failed, Lou Yue couldn't imagine how fierce the counterattack would be.

The more I think about it, the more my headache gets.