Bab 294: 259. Tasya, behind the door gap, was caught red-handed by Lin Da.

Tasya sat on the edge of the bed, clutching a white pillow, burying her head into it.

Lin Da's scent was everywhere.

It smelled so good.

Unconsciously, Tasya parted her red lips and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

She took off her shoes; her perfect feet, enveloped in white silk stockings, stepped onto Lin Da's bedsheets.

An astonishing thought burst into her mind: since Lin Da was going to change the sheets anyway, why not make the most of his scent while it was still there?

In the depths of Tasya's heart, there was always a rebellious idea.

Cleaning for her master was also an important duty of a maid.

In the world of nobility, a personal maid is even a master's tutor, teaching them the correct ways.

Not having cleaned Lin Da's body was Tasya's greatest regret.

"Even if it's just in my fantasies..."

Tasya murmured softly. She bit her lip, her gaze was misty, and she hugged the pillow, sitting on the large bed in a tuck-sitting position.