Leon Addicted to Wanda

"Do you feel any better?"

Leon held a porcelain bowl and asked with a smile.

"Mhm~"

Wanda nodded in a soft, syrupy voice, then melted into Leon's arms like a boneless puddle, nestling against him blissfully.

Obviously, although Leon had been somewhat disrespectful of women's wishes last night, the end result had been good. He had thoroughly satisfied Wanda.

At that moment, she was like a female cat high on catnip, languidly sprawled in Leon's arms without wanting to move at all, wishing things could simply remain this quiet forever.

With no other choice, Leon summoned Maid Form Bast and had her take the porcelain bowl away.

Although this somewhat broke the rules of the game they had agreed upon beforehand by using an ability, what kind of mansion this large had no maid to help clean up?

So at most, Leon was just making a reasonable patch.

The two of them continued to cuddle quietly.

But before long, Wanda sensed that something was off. The chair was digging into her butt a little, so she speechlessly bumped Leon's chin with her head to express her displeasure.

"Leon, look at you. You're being naughty again."

"It's all because Wanda is too charming."

"Ah—"

Before Wanda could react, Leon grabbed her by the waist and easily tossed her back onto the bed, immediately pressing down on her for a second round.

That round lasted until evening. By the time Leon and Wanda, the two masters addicted to fighting, emerged from the master bedroom, Bast had already prepared dinner and was waiting for them.

Leon and Wanda ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner all at once, enjoying Maid Form Bast's service with complete peace of mind. Their personally handled daily routine had not even lasted a full day. Truly unbelievable.

After dinner, warmth