The Female Leads Truly Loves You Chapter 134: This is stylish, don’t you get it?

"Ah... I don’t have ti tonight." Sam stated directly, without a second thought.

Mia’s eyes widened in surprise at Sam’s response.

"Eh? Why like this... Aren’t you on sumr vacation? How could you not have ti?"

Sam looked up at the ceiling.

"Who said that being on vacation ans I have to be available? I need so personal space too."

"A date with your girlfriend? Or what?"

"No, of course, it’s to watch ani. My favorite harem ani got updated." Sam said very seriously.

This seed to annoy Mia.

"You’re 18 and still watch ani! And harem ones at that, you really have unique tastes~."

Sam said with a smile.

"Can’t help it, the vast majority of n in the world dream of being the king of a harem, don’t you think?"

Mia pouted.

"I’ve never heard such a thing. Can’t you spare a little ti for tonight? Please, Sam~ pretty please~"

Sam said helplessly.

"What do you want to do? Can’t you just tell ?"

Mia’s body language was overly expressive, her sensuous waist twisting, and her fitted white T-shirt swaying slightly, revealing her delicate waistline. This woman seed to have a bit of a penchant for showing off her belly button.

"Just promise ~ It won’t take much of your ti, and you can co back right after, no extra activities~"

"But I don’t even know what the main activity is. If you don’t clearly state your purpose, I can’t be sure it’s worth giving up my precious ani-watching ti."

Mia blinked, then put on a deliberately aggrieved look.

"It’s really nothing special~ Just... inviting you to a bar tonight for a drink... a chat... play so gas, that’s all."

Sam instantly lost interest.

"Not going."

"Why! It’s a bar! How can young people not like going to bars!"

Sam spread his hands wide.

"I’m still a high school student, and you’re trying so hard to lure into a bar. Is that a place for high school students? And to drink, too..."

Mia pouted in a show of grievance.

"So what? You’re prejudiced against bars! We’re going to listen to the DJ play music, and about drinking... you’re of legal age! If you can work, then why can’t you drink?"

Sam gave this seemingly unyielding woman a look.

"Just tell the truth, why do you insist on going?"

Mia’s gaze imdiately shifted away in guilt.

She spoke softly,

"It’s nothing much... just that a few days ago, I was drinking with friends, playing Truth or Dare... I lost, and then... I said the next ti we drank, I had to bring a handso guy along... My friends often see your photos I post... so they said I should bring you...

otherwise, they’ll keep making drink today."

Well, well.

Sam couldn’t help but exclaim internally at the situation.

"So I’m the stake in your bet?"

Mia mumbled,

"How could that be? You’re doubting my integrity. I wouldn’t joke about your body. You do nothing but study and work, how boring~ I just wanted you to relax a bit, especially since you’ve just co back from your hotown, it’s only right to welco you back properly, right?"

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Sam was about to outright refuse. But then sothing occurred to him.

He furrowed his brows slightly, then squinted at her.

"If I agree to accompany you tonight, would you also agree to a request of mine?"

Imdiately, Mia’s cheeks flushed, and she awkwardly clasped her hands in front of her, swaying slightly like a shy young girl.

It was quite the seasoned act; if this too was honed in bars, Sam wouldn’t be surprised in the least.

"That’s possible~ But... it can’t be too much, after all, I am your boss. So strange requests, even for ... are not okay."

"Thump."

"Ah...!"

This ti, Sam didn’t find anything particularly handy, so he just took a baguette and lightly tapped Mia on the head with it.

Since Mia liked to act like a little girl, Sam decided to treat her with the thods one might use on a little girl.

Sam looked at Mia, who was holding her head.

"Talking nonsense, making sound like a pervert. Don’t worry, it’s not an excessive request."

Mia looked at Sam, puzzled.

"Really? It’s not so strange request, like having so unique thoughts about my body or sothing..."

"Rest assured, I currently have no such thoughts."

"Eh! Are you blind? With my perfect figure and pretty face, you have no thoughts at all, are you even a man?"

Sam decided not to respond. Is this what won are like?

Having thoughts ans being labeled a pervert, and not having them ans not being a man? No wonder so many people would rather be considered the forr.

Mia gave Sam a once-over, dropping the act.

"Don’t worry~ I can fulfill a small request~ Make sure you dress up nice tonight, don’t embarrass ."

"I could go to the bar in this uniform and still be very attractive."

"Then you better show up at the bar in that outfit, hmph. Be at the convenience store by 8:30 tonight, I’ll take you there."

After saying this, Mia flipped her hair and back to the rest room.

For Sam, the day was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, he was too familiar with cashier work, having mastered it to the point of perfection. Plus, with his X-ray Vision, there was no chance for errors during his shift.

After finishing his day’s work, Sam went ho and took a shower.

As for dressing up as Mia suggested, it was unnecessary.

Sam currently possessed a Charm level of 109. What did that an?

A unique charisma and handso appearance. If he needed to dress up carefully, Sam couldn’t even imagine what the bar would turn into. Surely, everyone inside would go crazy over him.

Sam simply put on a white T-shirt and jeans, the most straightforward combination.

Plain and simple, as for his hair... he planned to cut it shorter tomorrow.

The slightly long blond hair, with its natural curls, added to his effortless appeal.

...

As night fell, Sam arrived at the convenience store, where the on-duty clerk was sowhat surprised to see him at this ti. Before Sam could engage in much conversation, the roaring sound of an engine echoed from outside.

"Vroom!"

n are inherently drawn to the roar of motorcycles, a principle not easily explained but akin to a child’s irresistible lure to candy.

Sam saw a sexy woman dressed in a short leather skirt and a stylish black leather jacket, astride a striking motorcycle, supporting herself on one leg with a helt atop her head, exuding a cool and confident aura.

Her unique attire combined with a top-notch figure exuded a distinctly enticing charm.

With just one glance from Sam, the woman took off her helt and tossed it to him.

Catching it instinctively, he heard a familiar voice.

"Put it on, we’re off, Sam!"

It dawned on Sam that this woman was Mia.

He had never seen her ride a motorcycle before and was surprised to discover this hobby of hers, causing him so hesitation.

"You’re taking on this thing?"

Mia, having removed her helt, revealed her beautiful face.

"Yeah, don’t you think it’s cool?"

"How are you going to drink if you ride this? Don’t tell you’re used to drinking and driving."

Mia responded, helt in hand, "What do you take for? Relax, the bar we’re going to is very reputable, they don’t let people drive drunk. We can pick it up the next day, or pay a little extra to have it delivered."

Sam couldn’t comprehend this behavior.

"Do all of you bar-goers enjoy doing such pointless things?"

Mia rolled her eyes at Sam, "Can’t you say sothing nice? This is stylish, don’t you get it?"

Riding a motorcycle is stylish? Then why not fly a fighter jet for even more style?

Sam decided not to dwell on these matters any longer and looked behind Mia.

"Is it uncomfortable for to sit behind you?"

Mia lifted her face proudly, with a disdainful expression.

"Don’t worry, you’re the first man to have the opportunity to sit behind . My driving skills are excellent, so just relax."

Sam hesitated but eventually got on the bike.

Though the space at the back of the motorcycle was relatively spacious, Sam was acutely aware of the size of his cock.

He hoped she wouldn’t notice it.

Feeling Sam sitting behind her inevitably ant he would be close to Mia’s waist and even her hips.

Mia had always ridden her motorcycle alone, but as soon as Sam got on, her face uncontrollably flushed, as if instinctively, a strange sensation seed to spread.

Mia quickly put on her helt to hide her discomfort from being seen.

"Alright! If you’re scared, just hold onto my waist, let’s go!"

Without giving Sam any ti to adjust, the next mont,

"Vroom!!"

Mia started the motorcycle, and the sudden force made Sam react instinctively due to the lack of preparation.

Sam’s body leaned forward, and his hands instinctively wrapped around Mia’s waist.

Slim... Soft.

Such sensations were instantly transmitted, accompanied by Mia’s perky buttocks pressing right against Sam’s abdon.

The motorcycle roared, darting through the night.

Yet, it seed like excitent was also quietly brewing.