Chapter 292: 291 I&%@u! Chapter 292: 291 I&%@u! At that moment, Shane was having a dream.

A beautiful dream.

The scene in the dream was a familiar past.

In an outdoor pond, as he watched the girl who was breathtakingly beautiful without her mask, his heart burned with heat.

As the saying goes, what one thinks about during the day, one dreams about at night.

Last time, because things had come about too suddenly, and Tielle had unleashed “Double Strike” (revealing her true face and her “Blessing” skill), Shane was completely dumbfounded and had to be led out of the pond by her.

But this time…

“I’m really doomed!”

Thus, the timid Shane in reality became aggressively proactive in his dream,
Contented, Shane was finally willing to leave this wonderful dream and woke up from his sleep.

However, upon waking, the scene before his eyes nearly made him scream.

“…”

With a wave of indescribable silence, the beautiful Maid lay in front of Shane, quietly watching him with ruby-like eyes.

“You…”

Shane was stunned, bewildered, and completely unable to respond, just standing there foolishly.

“Are you awake?”

Lady Lasha was incredibly composed without a trace of disturbance on her face.

However, there she was, lying on Shane’s bed, tightly embraced by Shane. Although her clothes were very neat without any disarray, Shane suddenly laughed.

“So it appears I am still dreaming.”

So, Shane closed his eyes, intending to continue sleeping peacefully.

Unfortunately…

“Please do not evade reality as you did last time.”

Lady Lasha’s cold voice awakened Shane, who had intended to ignore it all.

Shane, trembling with apprehension, opened his eyes again and after double-checking the situation of the two of them, forced a smile uglier than crying.

“Um, Lady Lasha, what is this…?”

Shane cautiously confirmed the situation.

Contrary to him, Lasha remained incredibly calm.

“You were confused in your sleep.”

Lasha succinctly explained the situation.

It was just that the amount of information in this sentence seemed a bit much.

At least, to Shane, it sounded like she meant, “You were drunk last night, don’t you remember what you did?”

Fortunately, things hadn’t reached the worst-case scenario.

“I was waiting for you to wake up, but I don’t know what dream you were having and you suddenly pulled me into bed, holding onto me and refusing to let go.”

Lasha explained the entire situation in a flat, unemphasized voice.

“So… just holding and not letting go?”

Shane felt no relief, his complexion turning pale.

Because he clearly knew what dream he had had.

And since it was because of that dream that he had pulled someone into bed, now waking up with his hands and feet still so uncontrolled, it wasn’t likely that he just held onto her and did nothing else.

Sure enough…

“You were also touching me inappropriately.”

Lasha stated bluntly.

“…And?”

Shane was silent for a long time, then rasped the question in confirmation.

“You also wanted to take off my clothes.”

Lasha said with the calmest expression, the most terrifying words.

“…And?”

Shane continued to confirm, but his voice had already taken on a hint of embarrassment and a sob-like feeling.

“You kissed me too.”

Lasha was still so calm, as if all of this was just a fleeting cloud.

“Kis…kissed where…!?”

But this time, Shane couldn’t stay calm, his voice faltering.

Thankfully…

“Face.”

Lasha mentioned the location, which wasn’t too bad, in a indifferent tone.

Shane finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, good, it was just the face.

Wait! Even if it’s the face, it’s still serious!

Was this the first time he had voluntarily kissed someone?

The previous two times he was kissed forcefully, and now it was finally his turn to take the initiative, only to achieve this in a dream?

I &%@u! (It felt like millions of alpacas were running through his heart)
Only Lasha remained as undisturbed as ever.

“Now that you are awake, it’s about time to get up,” Lasha said steadily, gazing straight at Shane. “Could you please let go of me?”

Hearing this, Shane snapped back to reality and hurriedly let go.

Although the touch was indescribable, and Shane was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice; this was harassment, and he couldn’t continue.

Lasha then stood up, her clothing immaculate without need for adjustment, her movements brisk and her posture neat and upright.

This left Shane feeling emotionally complex.

Damn it, such a big thing happened, can’t you show some expression?

So calm, as if it’s just a trivial matter, making me look like a newbie messing around, is this funny?

Even if I really am new to this, you definitely have no experience, right?

How can you be so calm?

Feeling somewhat indignant, Shane couldn’t help but speak up.

“Don’t you feel wronged?”

Shane stared intently at Lasha.

But Lasha frowned.

“Wronged?” Lasha asked in confusion. “Why would you say that?”

“Uh…” Shane was at a loss for words and could only say, “Because of how I treated you.”

Upon hearing this, Lasha seemed to understand, her expression returning to calm.

“Meeting the needs of my master is the very purpose of a maid like me,” Lasha stated quietly. “So, your question is meaningless.”

The corner of Shane’s mouth twitched.

So what you’re saying is, as long as you’re the maid, anything your master does is okay, right?

Fine, I’ll remember that.

Next time I’ll make you cry, and even if Laischa comes, it won’t matter.

As Shane was making this resolve, Lasha spoke again, uttering something that made Shane furious.

“Lady often sleeps in confusion, dragging me to sleep with her and likes to cuddle me, I’m used to it,” Lasha said indifferently. “Besides, I don’t think Mr. Shane has the courage to be disrespectful.”

Shane didn’t catch the meaning of that last statement for a moment.

It took a while before he realized.

Isn’t that just saying I have lustful thoughts but no guts to act on them!?

I &%@u! ((+`#’)+(+-+)
Just as Shane was ready to vehemently dispute her words, Lasha preempted him.

“All right, please get up, the breakfast is ready, and Miss Vivian and her party have also woken up, don’t keep them waiting.”

Hearing Lasha’s perpetually calm tone, Shane begrudgingly got up, and together they left the room.

By the way, Shane’s clothes had changed just like before, without him noticing when it happened, and washing up was also somehow completed.

As always, terrifyingly efficient.