This is the third month that Sister has been an oil girl.

After regularly eating honey, drinking flower dew, and not getting in the sun, Sister's skin became fair, delicate, and fragile.

Even a light scratch could make it bleed.

Sister became even more protective of her skin.

When I massaged Sister, my fingers touching her soft skin felt like touching a budding flower.

"So soft." I sincerely sighed.

Sister hummed a couple of times, very satisfied with my reaction.

"Of course, in order to become the best oil girl, I put in a lot of effort."

I knew that, of course.

Every day, in order to become the best oil girl, Sister would use a whole jar of honey on her skin.

Her skin now was as tender as a newborn baby's, or even more so.

Time flew by, it had been six months since Sister became an oil girl.

During this time, she spent every day in the secret chamber underground.

Eating honey, drinking flower dew, bathing in flower water.

Sister's skin was so fair that it was almost transparent, you could even see the delicate blood vessels underneath her skin.

Sister's body was filled with the fragrance of flowers, even the breath she exhaled when speaking was full of fragrance.

Other oil girls envied her when they saw her.

"Sister Xiu, why do you smell so good when you eat the same thing every day?"

As soon as Sister heard this, she burst into laughter.

As oil girls, this was the best compliment for Sister.

"Xiaolin, you've been working hard these days."

The village chief saw me smiling.

It seemed like he was deliberately waiting at the door of the secret chamber, and now besides the priestess, I was the only one allowed to enter and exit this chamber.

The village chief was the only man I had been in contact with for so long.

The priestess said that men are evil, so I always kept my distance from him.

I took a step back and hid in the shadow of the secret chamber, "Village chief, is there something you need?"

The village chief smiled, his face wrinkling up, a gleam in his small eyes, "Is your sister doing well now?"

It turned out he came to ask about Sister.

I said, "Sister is doing well now, village chief can rest assured."

Sister is the best oil girl of the year, determining the best sales of oil this year, so no wonder the village chief is so concerned.

The village chief nodded in satisfaction and reached out to pull me closer.

The overwhelming smell made me feel nauseous.

Men are dirty, evil.

The words of the priestess echoed in my mind.

In front of me was the village chief's greasy hand, I turned and fled into the secret chamber.