A narrator who is a little stupid: Wow! What to do! Princess Miamora has become a idle waste!

Tough narration: This, everything is still under control!

It seems that even the two narrators did not expect that Miss Anliata would be like this when she showed her true self.

Tough narration: That, that, by the way, the villain Lyon revealed his true face. He wanted to force Princess Miamora to do something she didn't want to do!

Dorn:?

Are these two narrators really trying to tease themselves?

Why do you feel that so far, they are all making a comeback at Miss Anliaita...

The tough narrator: The evildoer Lyon took out the white silk stockings from his arms, and he wanted to force Princess Miamora to put them on to satisfy his evil desires!

After hearing this, Dorn finally became uneasy.

These two narrators seem to know clearly what they brought into the story world.

As for a normal man, he wears two thin white silks. In this era when stockings and high heels have transformed into exclusive clothing for women, it is not normal to think about it.

Dorn's slightly panicked expression made the narrator very helpful.

Tough narrator: Humph~ I'm scared, it's not over yet!

The tough narrator: The villain Lyon threatens the princess that he must put stockings on the princess himself, otherwise... Otherwise, the princess's long dress will be taken off!

A narrator who is a little stupid: Wow! It’s obviously not written like this! Also, lustful things are not allowed here!

Tough narration: I can't care so much! You must let this bad guy know that he is powerful!

A narrator who is a little bit dumb: Wow! No!

Then there was the sound of pages turning.

This time I was flipping the book, the news was much bigger than before.

Compared to flipping books, it is more like two narrators fighting for a book that records the story.

The little princess who was originally lying on the red velvet couch once again made a move.

She was sitting up from the sofa.

Put your hands together on your thighs, pinching the edge of the white dress tightly, then blushing, looking up at Dorn.

Those eyes, which are always dignified and have the temperament of the superior, are flashing with indescribable feelings.

At this moment, the two narrators were busy grabbing the book.

Donne looked at him at a loss.

Only Xiao Wang Nu, honestly and meticulously, executed the narration instructions for that story.

She stopped her red cheeks, opened her mouth, and uttered a vague word.

"Ah?" Dorn didn't hear it clearly.

"I said, yes!" The little princess looked a little angry and coquettish, then lowered her head and continued in a very small voice:

"Yes...you can ask you to help me put on stockings. If you like it, after all, you saved my life just now and resolved the crisis in the capital, Lyon."

She sat upright, gently lifting her right foot to a little height, her naked, small toes gathered together, trembling slightly.

What is being expressed is self-evident.

And Dorn's face was almost green.

Good guy, I'm obviously immersed in the role of the princess after listening to Miss Anli'ta.

At this time, I could just hold white silk with me, which is enough to die in society, and I could just hold it down and ignore it. The key is Miss Anliaita now.

What she looks like now...

Which chef can withstand such a test!?

"Lyon, why, why..." The little princess saw that Dorn had not moved for a long time, was ashamed and annoyed. The crimson on her face was so thick that water was about to drip. "You don't really want to see me take off my skirt, right?"

The little princess said this, reaching out to stroke the straps on her shoulders, and then her smooth shoulders and collarbone were exposed.

Dorn:!!!

I remember the narrator didn't say let you take it off yourself!

Seeing that things were getting worse and worse, Dorn had to do something.

On his body, the evil and unknown aura of red and black rolled.

【Dream】Activate!

The object of influence is of course Anli Aita.

No matter what, let her sleep first and stop her from doing further movements!

Under the influence of [Sleeping in Dreams], the little princess relaxed her right hand, which was stroking her shoulders, and she also fell softly back to the red velvet sofa, falling into the sweet dream that Dorn built for her.

"It's so dangerous..." Dornshu breathed.

Tough narration: Humph! Do you think this is over? The same trick will be useless if you use it again for the second time!

The fight on the side of the narrator has just come to an end now, and the one who seems to be a tougher winner.

Tough narration: Look! Princess Miamora, who was asleep, actually continued to move at hand in a sleepwalking posture. Today's matter must be settled!

After the narration was finished, the little princess who had fallen asleep sat up straight again and reached out again to untie the shoulder straps on her shoulders.

Although Dorn was surprised, his rich combat experience allowed him to react very quickly when dealing with emergencies.

【Silk Sprinkle】Start!

Several crystalline spider silk threads shot out, wrapped around Anli'ta's body, tied her tightly, and stopped her next move.

Tough narrator: Hum! Don’t struggle anymore! The villain Lyon!

The tough narrator: Oh my God! The knife on the dining table and the kitchen knife in the kitchen, for some reason, flew out of thin air and flew towards Princess Miamora, and cut the seemingly solid white silk threads!

It was time to say that, after the narrator's voice fell, the kitchen knife and the kitchen knife flew up, quickly separating the spider silk that should have been strong!

A narrator who is a little bit dumb: Wow! This is too dangerous!

Tough narration: Where is it dangerous? These things can only follow orders, and I didn't say that the knives hurt people.

A narrator who is a little bit dumb: Um—it seems, too.

Seeing the spider silk he ejaculated broke, Dorn understood.

In this story world, not only living individuals will be controlled by narrator instructions, but even inanimate individuals will still have to listen to the manipulation of narrator.

This ability is simply cheating!

In order to prevent the narrator from doing something on Miss Anliata again, Dorn stopped resisting and relieved the [Dream] effect imposed on Anliata.

The little princess woke up instantly.

She blinked her violet eyes, and the crimson on her face was still blushing.

Then, he was still very involved in the show, sat upright on the red velvet sofa again, and slightly raised his right toe:

"Really, really, I'm very shy. Lyon, don't tease me anymore..."

Not only was the little princess who was involved in the show, but she was also in love, but the narrator continued to fan the flames.

The tough narrator: Please help her wear it, otherwise Princess Miamora will take off her skirt again.

A narrator who is a little bit dumb: Although I feel that such a thing is not good, it is a bit lustful. Well, I still want to see it...

Dorn thought for a moment, looked at Miss Anliata, inhale, and then exhale.

I feel that my mood is just as nervous as when I play dungeon bosses.

"Isn't it just wearing stockings? Just wear them."

After making up his mind, Donne simply took the initiative and squatted down in front of Miss Anliata.

And took out the pair of thin, silky white silk from his arms.

Because the narrator was obviously prepared this time, Dorn had no choice but to consider following the other party's wishes for the second time.

Isn’t it just to wear stockings for the beautiful girl with your own hands?

For a manly man, it's no big deal!

Yes, that's it!

Dorn looked in front of him, the fair, small, barefoot raised by Miss Anliata.

"It's not that I haven't resisted, but I just failed to resist. I'm sorry, Miss Anliata."
Chapter completed!