Eileen's hand was so soft.
And these dark-gold pantyhose felt so nice...
Sigh, and she was so beautiful, too.
This world was so unfair!
But...
Hehe! Her hand was so soft!
Jiang Han's thoughts kept cycling through this loop all the way there. Every now and then, she secretly turned back to glance at Eileen.
The First Witch was not breathtakingly beautiful, but her unique aura—namely, the confidence of someone obscenely rich—her perfectly balanced innocence, and the contrast of that exaggerated figure all combined to reveal a truly lethal charm.
When she saw Jiang Han turn around, she tilted her head and gave her a faint smile.
At the same time, Jiang Han felt her palm lightly scratched twice.
It tickled a little.
Holding back her laughter, she gave a little shiver.
In that subtle atmosphere, they finally reached Eileen's stockroom. Gold Cat Lamps still stood guard outside. There were three of them, playing [World Tabletop RPG]. Three plump golden cat-balls were hopping around atop a table, playing cards.
Only when they saw Eileen approaching did they let out a panicked meow-howl and hurriedly clear the table.
Jiang Han nearly burst out laughing.
But the very next second, she could no longer laugh. Eileen let go of her hand with astonishing speed, as though she were fleeing from something.
This was awful...
It felt like two girls had been fooling around, hugging and joking with each other, when suddenly one of them blushed and let go. Something neither of them had cared about before... all at once, their minds started getting strange.
An awkward atmosphere began to surface.
Luckily, just then...
"Meow-howl! The cats, the cats weren't slacking off, meow-howl!"
A Gold Cat Lamp with an exceptionally long beard shouted this.
Only then did Jiang Han let out a