Although Yitong had never been a "maid" and was only proficient in housework due to experience.
But similarly, as a former female executive, Yitong was also adept at planning and management.
This was why, even while simultaneously guiding newcomers like the Lee sisters, Matsuzaka Emi, and Tang Yumo to familiarize themselves with the housework, and keeping an eye on the food, drink, and daily life of everyone in the house—making it seem like her daily worries had greatly increased—Yitong was actually far more relaxed than before, and even increasingly capable.
Facts proved that, as a virtuous woman and a former career woman, compared to a full-time housewife who only knew how to work, Yitong was clearly more suited for another role—
Housekeeper.
Admittedly, the current deserted island residence didn't seem to be on a scale requiring a housekeeper yet. But expanding the house was a long-term project. One day, Chuck's deserted island villa would inevitably be built. Before then, from the perspective of numbers and organizational structure, having a housekeeper to coordinate the diet and daily life of everyone in the house would obviously make the daily routine much more orderly.
Therefore, besides training the housework skills of her four subordinates, over the past seven days, Yitong also referenced the performance of these women during this time, naturally assigning the main housework parts each member would be responsible for in the future.
First, eating is the biggest priority under heaven. Other housework could be shared by others, but Yitong couldn't feel at ease handing over cooking; she had to keep it in her own hands.
As for the Lee sisters, being former Korean female idols and rich girls who grew up in honeypots, they obviously had no housework experience. Therefore, Yitong handed over the simplest housework—laundry and cleaning—to the sisters, letting them cooperate and alternate to complete them.
Matsuzaka Emi, like Kaede and Kaoru, was a woman from Japan. However, she wasn't from Tokyo, but from Osaka in the Kansai region. Friendly, easygoing, highly proactive, and more meticulous in thought, Yitong assigned her the work of organizing, summarizing, and inventorying sundries in the house. Besides that, she also replaced Kaoru to become her assistant in the kitchen from now on.
Finally, it was Tang Yumo.
Because she was the personal maid specifically appointed by Chuck, after making her familiar with all housework including laundry, cleaning, and organizing, Yitong specially took the time to design a schedule detailed down to the hour for her...
This schedule was completely summarized by Yitong referencing Chuck's usual daily habits.
Starting from early morning before dawn, she had to get up to light the fire and boil water in the kitchen, prepare a basin of hot water and a clean towel, and bring it into the bedroom to wipe away the traces left on Chuck's body from making love with the women last night. It covered daily waking up, going to bed, bathing, pre- and post-meal preparations, as well as serving tea and water anytime and anywhere, preparing clothes to change into, and even being ready at all times to respond to any of Chuck's needs...
To make Tang Yumo as "convenient" as possible for Chuck to use, Yitong almost completely brought out her former capitalist face, fragmenting and interweaving her daily working and resting hours.
The final result was that although this schedule didn't look harsh, the time arrangement was quite special.
Early morning, when the sky wasn't even bright yet, Tang Yumo struggled out of bed. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she looked at her companions still sleeping soundly on the surrounding beds, revealed a helpless smile, and lightly got out of bed. Putting on her clothes, she added some firewood to the stove under the bed, and walked out of the artificial cave by the dim morning light.
She brought a wooden bucket from behind the house, took down a linen towel from the drying rack under the palm shed, draped it over her shoulder, and came to the water tower. Drawing some clean water, she carried it all the way into the residence's kitchen.
Lighting the stove and starting a fire, she poured the clean water into the iron pot. While the water was boiling, Tang Yumo went to fetch a small half bucket of clean water again.
A pot of hot water soon boiled. Tang Yumo only took a little, mixing it with the clean water in the wooden bucket to warm it up. She left the remaining hot water for the other women in the house who would wake up later, and put the towel on her shoulder into the bucket.
Next came the most important part—wiping Chuck's body.
Standing by the kitchen stove, Tang Yumo hesitated to move for a long time.
She had already heard bursts of vague sounds coming from the bedroom. Presumably, Chuck was probably already up. If she continued to hesitate and delay time here, Chuck would probably get dressed and come out himself.
Becoming a personal maid was the last chance Chuck bestowed upon her. But if she messed up the very first task on her first official day of work, it would undoubtedly be devastating.
But all preparation is nothing compared to psychological preparation. Tang Yumo's shoulders trembled slightly, and it took her quite a while to finally adjust her mood.
She bit her lip tightly, picked up the bucket of warm water with both hands, walked out of the kitchen, and headed towards the bedroom.
However, the closer she got, the clearer the sounds from the bedroom became.
It was an extremely low, extremely suppressed sound, yet carrying a sticky rhythm, mixed with faint, wet splashing sounds, occasional uncontrollable rapid panting, and the creaking of the wooden bed swaying slightly.
Tang Yumo's fingers holding the wooden bucket instantly tightened.
Such sounds, she had heard far too many times over the past few days. Although there were no wanton and piercing slutty screams this time, it was absolutely unmistakable.
Early in this dim morning, separated by just a door in the bedroom, Chuck was making love with a certain woman.
She could only wait for now...
When Yitong arranged her daily schedule, she specifically warned her. As the head of the house, and also a humanoid pile driver with seemingly infinite energy, it wasn't just the routine sex party every night. Morning, afternoon, or even early morning, Chuck could start fucking any woman in the house anytime and anywhere.
This was a completely random event, unpredictable, so she could only get used to it.
Tang Yumo looked at the wooden bucket in her hand and sighed helplessly.
She was supposed to return to the kitchen, but her legs felt nailed down, unable to move. Finally, after hesitating for a good while, as if possessed, she shuffled half a step forward...
Thus, through the narrow crack in the door, the scene inside the bedroom appeared in Tang Yumo's line of sight.
The orange-red light filtering in from outside the window was incredibly dim, but she could see two blurry figures pressed tightly together.
A golden figure was pinned beneath Chuck, a pair of fair, soft legs raised high. Her entire person was folded into the most shameful posture, her hot body completely pressed against his, her slender waist firmly held down.
Accompanied by the thrusting of Chuck's strong body, her snowy white lower abdomen was visibly pushed up and deflated time and time again.
That exaggerated outline, even from Tang Yumo's perspective, was clearly visible on that fair lower abdomen.
Every impact let out a heart-trembling squelch, but strangely... there wasn't a single loud shout.
But this scene itself, precisely because of this strange silence, seemed even more filled with tantalizing desire.
Tang Yumo was a woman after all. Her breathing uncontrollably grew rapid.
Admittedly, she had been guarded against Chuck and had feared him, but now, she had ultimately become Chuck's personal maid.
Tang Yumo realized that from now on, seeing such scenes would probably become her daily routine.
...
Ten minutes ago.
Squelch—
When Chuck thrust his body, mercilessly piercing into that narrow Jade Gate once again, Julia's pupils suddenly contracted into pinpoints.
Her exquisite, long golden eyelashes fluttered frantically, like butterfly wings messed up by a strong wind.
Chuck used his large hand to timely block the scream about to burst from her throat, but it also made the pleasure Julia felt instantly intensify due to suffocation. Veins popped on her snowy white, delicate neck, and fine beads of sweat under her armpits shimmered in the faint morning light, rolling down her soft, fair skin, dripping onto the bed blanket.
The ten toes of the blonde mare's jade feet spread wide and then curled tightly. Her bony insteps arched into perfect curves, layers of goosebumps breaking out on her rosy skin. Her perfectly round milk globes swayed crazily due to extreme stimulation, the tips standing hard like two ripe cherries.
She shook her head desperately, the eyes looking at Chuck filled with confusion and a hint of panic. Her blonde hair stuck messily to her sweat-drenched cheeks, her nostrils flaring slightly. Drool and tears leaking from Chuck's palm mixed together, sliding down her cheeks.
She trembled and twitched all over, yet couldn't let out a single sound. Only suppressed, wet, and sticky whimpers squeezed out from between Chuck's fingers.
Feeling that seamless, tight wrapping and squeezing, Chuck threw his head back and let out a long sigh of satisfying relief. Then he used his strong chest to firmly press against Julia's two trembling, curled jade feet, folding her knees along with her entire body into the most shameful posture.
Pierced at the deepest part inside her body, pressed and folded in this manner, even the right to scream stripped away.
Julia's body grew hotter and hotter.
Those trembling, unfocused beautiful azure eyes just looked up foolishly like this, making eye contact with Chuck. Then, a soft jade hand gently raised, tenderly caressing Chuck's chiseled jawline.
Everything was communicated in silence.
Understanding Julia's meaning, Chuck didn't hesitate to lean down, forcefully pressing down on those trembling snowy white jade buttocks like a hydraulic press. The giant dragon mercilessly ground towards the deepest part beyond the Jade Gate time and time again.
Squelch, squelch, squelch...
The Jade Gate rubber band was repeatedly broken through. Julia's snowy white lower abdomen was pushed higher and higher each time. The sounds squeezing from between his fingers grew increasingly piercing and trembling. To maintain her sanity, she could only bite tightly onto Chuck's finger, yet loath to bite down hard.
Chuck completely controlled the rhythm.
The air in the entire bedroom also gradually grew thicker.
Around the large bed, the women lying haphazardly, although still maintaining their original postures, had actually long since woken up one after another from the shaking of the bedboard. Only because they realized the two didn't plan to wake them up, they had to continue pretending to sleep.
But that sound made their bodies grow hotter and hotter. The residual pleasure from last night in their lower bodies and the energy essence in their bellies also transmitted a tingling sensation. They all blushed, either pretending to still be fast asleep, or secretly opening a crack, looking at the blurry figures of the two pressed together, their breathing growing increasingly chaotic...
Until Julia's body spasmed violently once again, her exquisite face turning almost liver-colored. Chuck finally stopped his movements and slowly released his palm.
Regaining the right to breathe, Julia instantly panted heavily as if she had been drowning and just reached the shore. Chuck just maintained his entered state, looking down beneath him.
The sight that met his eyes also made his Adam's apple bob fiercely.
Beneath the wet, soft forest, that terrifying giant dragon was buried deep inside Julia's body. Her snowy white lower abdomen was stretched tight and round like a bulging drumhead. The outline of the giant dragon was clearly visible beneath the skin of her abdomen, rising and falling slightly with the rhythm of her breathing. Covered with a thin layer of sweat, it gleamed with an oil-paint-like luster in the morning light. He could even faintly see the energy essence stored inside, sloshing gently with the heartbeat of the two.
Julia's breathing finally calmed down slowly. Chuck looked down at her, intense satisfaction and desire to conquer surging in his eyes.
He slowly bent down, whispering by her still-trembling ear:
"Actually, I have a new gameplay I've always wanted to try, I just don't know if you can handle it..."
As his words fell, Chuck clearly felt the giant dragon being fiercely squeezed, and the delicate body beneath him turning scalding hot once again.
Having regained the right to speak, Julia didn't open her mouth, just bit her lower lip lightly, looking at him with a pitiful yet loving gaze, and nodded.
Even those soft jade feet stepping on Chuck's chest pressed down gently in a provocative manner.
Whatever gameplay Chuck wanted to try, she was willing to play along.
Feeling the blonde mare's resolve and loyalty, under the dual stimulation of spirit and body, Chuck finally couldn't hold back.
He raised his hands, gently grasping both sides of Julia's soft, smooth, slender waist. Then, amidst Julia's bewildered gaze, he slowly moved the thumbs of both hands towards the center...
Finally, the two strong, powerful fingers, through that layer of soft, flat skin, stopped precisely at the apex pushed up by his giant dragon.
Realizing what Chuck was going to do, Julia's body instantly trembled violently once again.
In those beautiful azure eyes, complex emotions like daze, nervousness, anticipation, craving, and fear surged up all at once.
But accompanied by Chuck's fingers pressing down gently the next second...
All thoughts instantly shattered into pieces.
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In the kitchen, Tang Yumo, who was brewing tea while waiting for Chuck to finish, didn't wait for that long sigh and the silence that followed. Instead, she waited for a piercing scream that sounded like a tragic cry before death.
"Ah ah ah ah—"
Tang Yumo's heart trembled. She quickly turned and walked out of the kitchen, looking at that tightly closed bedroom door in front of her, and the continuous screaming sounds from behind the door, her heartbeat getting faster and faster...
Something's wrong...
No matter what, this sound was too exaggerated.
Should I go in and take a look?
But I clearly already decided not to meddle in other people's business...
While Tang Yumo was conflicted in her heart, her expression suddenly stagnated.
Her current identity... isn't it exactly Chuck's personal maid?
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, hesitated no longer, turned around to the kitchen to pick up that basin of warm water, and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
This time, she didn't stand outside peeking. After taking a few deep breaths, she summoned her courage once again and directly pushed the bedroom door completely open with her knee.
However, the next second, what greeted her was...
Splash—
In Tang Yumo's utterly astonished expression, a large mass of thick, sweet-smelling white, mixed with splashing transparent juices, just like that, caught off guard, splashed completely over Tang Yumo's head and face the moment she entered the room.