Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

Osamu Dazai was wearing a small Lolita-style skirt. The fluffy skirt almost covered the entire calf, only a thin ankle was exposed, wrapped in white socks, and black round-toed leather shoes were faintly visible.

At first glance, he doesn't look like the kind who can exercise. It can be believed that the feet inside the small leather shoes should be delicate.Maybe there will be pitiful red marks from the poor fit of the shoes.

Different from Fyodor's simple black-and-white style maid outfit, Dazai's skirt is luxurious and complicated, with a lot of ruffles and lace trim added, layered on top of each other, and it will swing with every step.

The wide skirt set off his slender waist, delicate and beautiful.There is a pair of white lace embroidered with patterns on her hands, and her slender fingers are slightly curled up, as if she can grasp the hearts of others.Raise your wrist and lightly tickle your short brown hair with your index finger, and you will be able to make others obsessed.

The so-called worry teacher has the ability to make others willingly offer their hearts.

—Did you expect to see such a scene?

That is impossible.

Even if you can't beat it, you won't join.

Osamu Dazai took several steps back, with an expression of "I think you're crazy", he was so shocked that he didn't want to speak.

Fyodor was very calm, sat down with a calm face, picked up the milk glass and took a sip.

He is also sitting in a very girlish posture, with his legs together, turned slightly sideways, holding a milk cup in both hands, sips, and his expression is focused.The groomed eyelashes trembled, and a little milky white stained her lips, covering the light-colored lip glaze. In this chaotic ladyboy club, she actually showed a bit of divine lust.

Osamu Dazai faced the wall for three seconds for his thoughts.

"To be honest, I'm very scared." Osamu Dazai's voice was not right, almost breaking his voice, "This world and I have to be crazy."

Fyodor said calmly: "I am a resultist, and the process is not important."

"That's not necessary..."

"Fenya, you are here." The wig ran over, and just after twisting it, some sweat broke out on his forehead, "Oh... so you are Fenya's friend."

"Fenya..." Dazai repeated with a distorted expression.

"Barely a friend, this is Dazai, Dazai Osamu. Is Miss Wig off work?" Fyodor seemed to have completely gotten used to his new identity, and somehow became friends with Katsura...Wig .

"It's still early, there's another dance to be done later. I'll be right here!"

Dazai's eyes are completely wrong: "I say you, be careful. Mingliu-kun may not mind you appearing here, but he will definitely mind that you smell of alcohol. And if something happens... ..”

He patted his chest, as if he had thought of something terrible: "I thought I was unscrupulous enough...It turns out that I can't even compare with you."

Fyodor smiled like a girl, he was weirdly charming, and even his tone became lively like a girl: "I only drank milk, Dazai-kun. I wouldn't drink like Dazai-kun. "

Seeing Osamu Dazai's face turn from pale to green, Fyodor smiled with satisfaction.

The occasional prank seems to be successful.

"Fenya, pour me a glass of wine—"

"Here we come." He got used to the new name well, stood up, and went to fetch a glass of cocktail, "Miss Juanzi, Mrs. Xixiang told me to let you drink less."

"This kind of cocktail that tastes like juice, you can drink as much as you want!" Yin Shi boasted, oh no, paper.

In fact, his cheeks were already flushed slightly.

"Hey, Fenya-chan~ I'll bring Mingliuko over to play someday, he looks great in a lady's kimono, his legs are very..."

"Forgive me for refusing, Miss Juanzi." Fyodor filled Juanzi's glass with wine, this time it was pure brandy, anyway, Miss Juanzi's tongue was numb from drinking, even if he took 〇〇 over, he would Suffocated in one bite.

It can be seen from this that he, who is dressed in a clean maid outfit, has a dark heart.

"Fenya, come and help."

"coming."

Dazai was in a trance.The wig was next to him again, and added in a serious tone: "Fenya is very capable, and I heard that she can also play the cello. It's really an elegant hobby."

Following this sentence, Dazai slightly imagined the scene of Fyodor playing the cello among a group of monsters and ghosts for fun.

Osamu Dazai, died.

......

Fyodor got his wages plus a little bonus very easily, and few people would dislike such a lovely maid.

Although he always has a cool face when he serves, this is also widely praised.

It's hard to say how many of the guests are not perverts.

Fortunately, no one touched him, otherwise it would be difficult for him to guarantee that the clothes would still be clean and black and white when they were returned.

"Miss Wig, I will wait for you."

"It's not a wig, it's Gui."

"Mr. Gui."

"I'll discuss important matters with you after the noise subsides." Gui was still wearing the cheongsam with high slits, hugging his chest to try to look serious, but it was strange anyway, "Cough, Elizabeth, please stay with me." Fenya is gone."

"It is Fyodor Mikhailovich, not Fenya."

"I see, Fenya."

Gui hurried out, the nonsense tonight is not over yet.And Fyodor and Elizabeth sat in the lounge, relatively silent.

【Do you want some tea】Elizabeth, this creature that is difficult to describe in words, held up a message board with her fingerless hand.

Its appearance is between a bucket and a cole duck. Its yellow and white color scheme should be regarded as a cute mascot, but under the white body and above the flippers, there is a rather suspicious hairy leg exposed.

That kind of legs must be unique to uncles.

Fyodor's eyes drifted vaguely over its leg hair, to the message board, and then smiled gently: "Thank you, is Mr. Elizabeth thirsty? I'll just go get a glass."

【thanks】

Elizabeth's big eyes looked at Fyodor, and she made weird sound effects when she moved.This made Fyodor afraid to move - he always felt that this guy was staring at him.

The anti-barbarian organization can exist for so long, it shouldn't be all sand sculptures, right?

For some reason, Fyodor's heartbeat hesitated.

I always feel that I have seen too few normal people these days. Behind every seemingly normal person, there will be an unimaginable side, which is referred to as the loss of integrity.

Even he is getting used to it day by day, wearing a maid outfit to sneak into this kind of place, and he doesn't feel any resistance at all.

Fyodor pulled up some of his skirt, and when he turned around, the light fabric swirled just enough to show a little of his thigh.This suit originally belonged to a young lady who was applying for a maid, so it fit him well, after all, he was originally slender, and his stature was not high as a young man.

"Mr. Elizabeth, the hot water here is out. Mind if I go to the vending machine and buy two cans of drinks?"

[No problem] The message board is turned over, [Thank you]

Fyodor then walked through the perverts with his skirt in his hand, carefully avoiding the alcohol and unknown liquids on the ground, and walked all the way outside the store.

There is coffee in the vending machine, which is poor quality, but at least the refreshing medicine does exist.Fyodor bought a can of coffee and a can of green tea, bent down to take out the drinks.

A shadow fell over him.

His face was still calm, he didn't look back, he just stood up holding two cans of drinks, and stepped aside.

It stands to reason that a person who normally wants to buy a drink should have already pressed the button of the machine, but the shadow still enveloped him, and even worse, deliberately forced him to a corner.

Fyodor sighed very lightly.

It seems that before facing the Shugou Group, the Shemale Club, and the group of people with strange brain circuits, it is necessary to deal with the really perverted person behind him first.

The author has something to say: there is no need to worry about Fei Jia's safety.

I don't know if you have seen a certain expression pack.

Fei Jia's "Redemption of Sin (Physics).jpg" beats people with a cello.

Before I knew it, I had written tens of thousands of words, and I guess it will be v after a while.

Then let me say in advance, the 14-year-old happy cub raising stage is coming to an end.

- Then it's time to fall in love ( )