Are you a puppy?

In order to put an end to this rubbing medicine that became strange, Joshua quickened his actions. He withdrew his hand when he finished applying the medicine, and immediately pulled down Letitia's skirt.

The temperature in the room seemed to have risen a little, and the actions just now were somewhat unprovoked... ambiguous. Letitia never opened her eyes, she was embarrassed to face him.

Fortunately, Letitia's stomach growled twice, which saved the awkward moment in the room.

Joshua coughed gently and changed the subject: "I'll have someone send some mashed potatoes and milk."

In order to cover up what he had just done, he turned and played some soothing music. It was very similar to the little tune he had just hummed in the car. Letitia looked at his back, eyes wide open and dared not look away.

Does he seem to... have no intention of torturing her?

Whether it's making her kneel or sucking her blood, nothing. Not even torture or beating.

When he just applied the medicine, she could clearly feel Joshua touching her. In fact, she was very afraid that Joshua would possess her very roughly.

But no, he even pulled down her skirt very gentlemanly.

But why is this?

She has nothing to be used by Joshua, and sober-elves are just a vessel, why should he be so kind to her?

She couldn't figure it out. But when she was thinking, listening to the tune he hummed in the car, she unknowingly relaxed a little.

In any case... She quietly raised her head and glanced at Joshua, who was patrolling the wine cabinet, as if looking for a bottle of wine to help him sleep.

He has a tall back and broad shoulders, which is a very reliable appearance.

In any case, it won't be worse than before, will it?

The servant brought mashed potatoes and milk and put them on a beautiful plate. Letitia is still kneeling on the ground. For a long time, the sober-elves did not have the necessary food guarantees. Most of them lived on nutritional supplements, and they also depended on the mood of the master.

When their master is in a good mood, they can eat some leftovers. When their master is in a bad mood, they may starve to death.

Joshua sat down at the table. He had a good education, including dining etiquette. He checked whether the food was suitable for Letitia's current state of eating, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's not bad, but it's still not as good as the chef in my family. When you go back in two days, you can try what they made."

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Letitia coming. He looked back. Letitia was still kneeling on the ground, as serious as when he was in school.

He walked over with the plate and squatted down to look at her: "Don't you want to eat?"

Letitia's eyes couldn't help following the plate. She didn't notice that her eyes were like a puppy in the rain. It looked naive and moist.

When she heard the inquiry, she subconsciously shook her head, but she didn't move her eyes away.

Joshua just thought she was so cute that he couldn't help coaxing her in a low voice: "The mashed potatoes are very soft and delicious. You'll like them. Have a try?"

He seemed to realize something and said: "I bought you. I'm your owner. The shopkeeper of sober-elves store can't make a decision."

The last sentence seemed to move Letitia, and she suddenly frowned slightly. Yes, she already has a master. She won't be beaten by the shopkeeper for eating.

She pursed her lips and quickly took the plate, but her long-term fear still made her afraid to go to the table. So she retreated to a corner and ate mashed potatoes like a puppy.

She hasn't eaten such hot food for a long time. In the sober-elves store before, in most cases, she could only eat a piece of shrivelled bread every few days. When there is no bread, she may be given nutritional supplements to hang her breath.

Joshua served the hot milk on the table. She ate in such a hurry, like a homeless puppy who finally got some food and couldn't wait. She ate the mashed potatoes clean in a few strokes and licked the edge of the plate.

He handed her the milk at the right time. Letitia finished the milk in a few gulps, holding the glass in her hand timidly.

Is she now... going to do the dishes?

She opened her eyes wide and was at a loss, only to realize that she was still kneeling in a small corner, while a tall man was squatting on the ground looking at her with one hand on the wall behind her.

There was still a little milk foam on her mouth, which was stained on the corners of her lips, with a kind of timid innocence.

Joshua looked at her and his hands itched so much that he couldn't help scraping the corners of her lips.

"Are you a puppy?" He smiled, took away her plate again, and stood up ready to leave.

The smoothness of the hot milk made her throat a lot better. As she watched Joshua take away the plate she had eaten, the long-standing warning to sober-elves made her anxious.

This is the plate she had eaten. The plate sober-elves had eaten is not allowed to be touched by the master. It's very dirty. She can't do this. She must say something...

So, she opened her mouth subconsciously.

She said "Master".

The mouth was hoarse, and even she was stunned herself.

Joshua turned his head to look at her silently. Neither of them spoke. Letitia was at a loss, but Joshua was not. He watched Letitia for a long time and finally laughed.

His smile is very good-looking, and his voice is also very good. He said with a smile:

"Yes, you should remember that this is the first word you learn."