C453 Su Xiaojiao the Maid
Su Mo was clad in a black and white maid outfit, her movements slightly hesitant and elusive. A white ribbon adorned the front, and the skirt was trimmed with lace that was just right. Atop her head sat a delicate bow.
"Master?" Su Mo called out tentatively, echoing the instructions of the little wild cat.
But referring to someone as "master" felt oddly peculiar
