After hearing Pei Xuan's order, Pei Taotao immediately climbed up and stood on the bed. With the support of the bed, their heights were almost the same.
Seeing Pei Taotao's tender little face approaching, Pei Xuan closed his eyes and let the little female cat stretch out its short but dexterous cat tongue to lick his face and neck back and forth. The wet and hot touch made Pei Xuan unable to help but reach out and hold Pei Taotao's two little buttocks in his hands and knead them hard.
Not long after, Pei Taotao's tongue left Pei Xuan's face, and then she said proudly: "Report to the master, the little female cat has licked it clean."
The vaginal fluid was indeed licked clean, but it was replaced by a layer of saliva from the cat-eared little loli.
Although both tasted good, Pei Xuan didn't like the wet feeling on his face.
He simply took off Pei Taotao's maid outfit and used it as a towel to wipe off the water marks on his face.
"Master, you are so bad! You wet the little cat's clothes!" Pei Taotao pouted and protested loudly.
"Come on, your clothes are soaked by your own juices." Pei Xuan said with a smile, "Just change into something else."
Pei Xuan ordered five sets of maid outfits for Pei Taotao in that clothing store. If one set got wet, there were still several sets left to wear.
He originally wanted to deflower Pei Taotao, but when he saw the cute and clumsy look of the little loli when she was getting dressed, Pei Xuan had a new idea.
"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner." Pei Taotao changed into a new maid outfit, put on her cat ears again, and was taken out of the dormitory by Pei Xuan.
He walked in front with a swagger, and Pei Taotao followed him obediently. The master and the slave did not show off in the campus of the Imperial College.
Almost all the students here come from wealthy families, and it is not uncommon for them to bring servants to school. However, a beauty like Pei Taotao is extremely rare among servants. In addition, she looks very young, which attracts the attention of many passers-by.
Pei Xuan even saw some people taking photos and videos with their mobile phones without any scruples. It was foreseeable that it wouldn't be long before there would be posts discussing this matter on the Imperial College forum.
Pei Xuan smiled and didn't take it too seriously.
He took Pei Taotao to the nearest cafeteria, asked for a small private room, ordered a lot of food, and let Pei Taotao eat happily.
It was evening dinner time and Pei Xuan was a little hungry. He ate some food to fill his stomach while touching Pei Taotao's tender body.
Just as he was about to take further action, the door of the private room was suddenly knocked.
Pei Xuan called out in confusion, "Come in!" and the door was immediately opened. Three young men squeezed in.
Pei Xuan looked closely and saw that they were the three young masters of the Imperial Party whom he had met before, Wei Jinping, Yuchi Lin and Du Xicheng.
"So the post on the forum is real!" The three of them immediately fixed their eyes on Pei Taotao, who was eating without paying any attention to the people around her. Yuchi Lin laughed loudly, "It's only been a few days since we last met, and you came here with such a beautiful, top-notch maid?"
"You misunderstood." Pei Xuan pretended to be at a loss for words. "She is my sister's maid, who was temporarily assigned to take care of me."
After saying that, he pinched Pei Taotao's calf and gave her a look.
Pei Taotao was stunned for a moment before she understood. She stiffly recited the lines she had been taught: "I am Miss Qingyu's maid. Miss Qingyu has asked me to go to Master Pei Xuan's side and take care of him."
After hearing the "explanation" of the Pei family's master and slave, the three of them still smiled ambiguously.
In their opinion, Pei Xuan, who was already seventeen years old, was fully capable of taking care of himself and naturally did not need a little girl of eleven or twelve years old to take care of him.
"Mr. Pei, could you please let your little maid come and 'take care' of me?" Du Xicheng looked at Pei Taotao with an aggressive look, "I will definitely reward you handsomely."
"Sure." Pei Xuan said slowly, "As long as my sister agrees, she's her maid after all."
Regardless of whether the little girl in front of him, wearing cat ears and a maid outfit, was Pei Qingyu's maid, Pei Xuan's answer could only be interpreted as a rejection, so Du Xicheng said angrily, "Then... let's talk about it later."
These young masters from aristocratic families had seen many women, so they were not really that hungry. They were mostly just teasing Pei Xuan.
Pei Xuan naturally understood this, so he immediately changed the subject and invited them to have dinner together.
The private room Pei Xuan booked was very small, with only a few seats.
He carried Pei Taotao onto his lap, then asked Wei Jinping and the other two to sit down.
Looking at Pei Taotao, who not only did not blush out of shyness but continued to eat with a normal expression while sitting on Pei Xuan's lap, Wei Jinping and the other two immediately came to a definite conclusion in their hearts that the relationship between this master and servant was definitely not ordinary.
"By the way, we didn't come to see you mainly to see you, the little maid." After sitting down, Du Xicheng suddenly remembered the important matter and took out a gold-plated invitation from his pocket and placed it in front of Pei Xuan. "September 16th is my sister's birthday. We will hold a celebration party then. You are welcome to join us."
Pei Xuan took the invitation, searched his memory, and then said, "The second golden hairpin, Du Xining?"
"That's right, she's the most popular girl in the Imperial College besides the little princess Xiao Yuchen." Wei Jinping said with a smile, "She'll be fifteen in eight days."
"Fifteen years old, in ancient times, was called jigui, meaning one was considered an adult and could get married." Yuchi Lin raised an eyebrow. "Unfortunately, the age limit for adulthood has been changed to twenty, regardless of gender."
"This is a good thing!" Du Xicheng said with a dark face, "I don't want you beasts to harm my angelic sister!"
Hearing Du Xicheng praising his sister to the sky, Pei Xuan smiled and didn't take it too seriously.
But what is strange is that neither Wei Jinping nor Yuchi Lin jumped out to laugh at him for bragging.
Pei Xuan's mind moved, and he asked curiously: "Is your sister really that angelic?"
"Is there any doubt about this?" Du Xicheng was surprised. "Who in the Imperial College doesn't know this?"
"Master Pei, you don't know his sister, so it's normal to have doubts." Wei Jinping smiled, took out his phone, tapped a few times, and then placed it in front of Pei Xuan. "I have a video here of Du Xining singing at the Spring Festival Ceremony in the palace last year on New Year's Day. You'll understand after watching it."
Pei Xuan picked up his phone and clicked play. The picture was slightly shaky, and it was obvious that Wei Jinping had taken the video with his phone.
In the center of the picture, a girl in a moon-white winter dress is looking up with a delicate and sweet face, singing loudly. Her voice is melodious and pleasant, refreshing like a clear spring.
Her smile is calm, elegant and a little childish, like the early summer breeze that warms the whole body.