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