Night had fallen.
Ye Kui finished his bath, then skillfully reached under the bathtub to scoop out the nearly-boiled little octopus.
He placed it on top of his own head.
He still didn’t understand what Zina was thinking—every time he took a bath, it insisted on joining him.
Even if Ye Kui threw it out, the moment he turned around, he’d find it back inside.
Locking the door didn’t help either.
He had no idea how Zina managed to open it.
Ye Kui could only conclude that a soon-to-evolve little octopus was seriously powerful.
After all these days, Ye Kui had gotten used to it.
After drying his hair, Ye Kui made some late-night snacks, fed Zina, and then hastily finished a bowl himself before yawning and heading to his bedroom.
Rest.
Sleep.
In the fish tank, a pink little sprite floated gently, its soft body stretching as a gorgeous purple light flashed across.
—
Midnight.
On the small cabinet by the bedside, Ye Kui’s phone vibrated and lit up.
Someone had sent him a message.
In the dimness, a pale jade hand reached out, took the phone, and quickly switched it to silent mode.
The scene on the phone screen was reflected in crystal-clear, amethyst-like eyes.
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): White stocking leg photo.jpg]
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): Black stocking leg photo.jpg]
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): Lately, I heard there’s a Genesis Organization in Qingluo City. This group isn’t good—they’re involved in human trafficking and all sorts of evil…I’ve searched for a long time and found nothing. Do you know any insider info?]
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): My beloved boyfriend has always been resourceful, right?]
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): If you know a little, I’ll give you more rewards~ Besides leg photos~]
[One Sword Per Scumbag (Female Lead): Photo.jpg]
The latest photo was a half-body shot of someone.
Below the nose, a red, soft tongue slowly licked a delicate lip, moist and plump.
A hand clutched the hem of a shirt, lifting it to reveal a snow-white waist and pink navel.
In the shadow of the shirt lay a realm waiting to be explored, sparking endless imagination.
It seemed one could glimpse a graceful curve.
Pure seduction maxed out!
This was a master!
—
Elsewhere, in a villa.
In the bedroom, Luo Qiongyin put down her hand and drew back her tongue, her cheeks tinged with red as a mischievous smile appeared on her lovely face.
At this moment, Luo Qiongyin sat cross-legged on a computer chair, one leg clad in white stockings and the other in black, both accentuating her long, perfect legs.
Her thighs were round and straight, calves slender and long, toes curling slightly in the socks—both alluring and carrying an air of purity.
It gave a feeling of bliss at a gourmet level.
After all, Luo Qiongyin bore the title of “Saintess.”
She stared at the computer screen in front of her, waiting for a reply, a calculating gleam in her eyes.
She didn’t believe she couldn’t hook that guy.
These few photos were enough to make herself react.
Luo Qiongyin had loved and fought Ye Kui for so long in “Dream” that she knew his nature all too well.
He was a pervert!
Especially with certain fetishes—like jade feet, armpits, and the bend of the legs…
In “Dream,” he always enjoyed seeing her with torn clothes, truly a twisted hobby.
(Ye Kui: In galgame games, if you don’t look at the female lead’s defeat CG, what do you look at?)
As Luo Qiongyin remembered, even her neck flushed a beautiful, shy red.
She spat lightly.
“Pervert.”
But…this pervert was destined to be utterly controlled and toyed with by her this life!
Luo Qiongyin couldn’t help but let out a low, sinister laugh.
“Jie jie jie jie!”
She looked like a villain.
Last time, after three photos, the other side didn’t reply, making her wait all night like a clown.
But this time, Luo Qiongyin didn’t believe Ye Kui could hold out!
She would make him wait, too, so he could taste being a clown!
Luo Qiongyin felt she was terribly petty!
She stared at the computer for a while.
Still no reply.
She comforted herself, thinking Ye Kui must be doing unspeakable things to her leg photos with a red face by now.
Ah, really can’t be helped~
Luo Qiongyin waited.
She stared at the screen a bit longer.
Still nothing.
Resting her face in one hand, she picked up a glass of milk nearby and began sipping, draining it completely, then licked the lingering white milk from the corner of her lips with her red tongue.
Tsk, how long-lasting could he be?
Luo Qiongyin thought, if their roles were reversed…she’d have lost long ago.
The thought left her uncomfortable—she hated being the weaker one!
Especially to this man!
She had to have the upper hand in everything!
Luo Qiongyin couldn’t wait any longer and wanted to send another message.
Suddenly, a new message popped up on the computer screen.
Luo Qiongyin froze, a hint of joy flashing across her face.
That guy Ye Kui finally replied!
Let her see, did he want more photos…hmm?
[Justice and Innocent Alchemist (Scumbag): Get lost.]
Luo Qiongyin: ???
Luo Qiongyin’s eyes widened, her head jutting out like a shrimp, full of confusion.
The next second.
[Justice and Innocent Alchemist: Photo.jpg]
The photo made Luo Qiongyin’s eyes widen further, golden light flashing in her pupils!
In the photo, a man lay quietly on a bed—Luo Qiongyin recognized Ye Kui at once!
But at this moment, there was a vivid red kiss mark on his cheek—extremely conspicuous!
Beside him, a hand reached out, making a scissor gesture.
(＾－＾)V
Luo Qiongyin: ……
Something wasn’t right, seriously not right!
Luo Qiongyin cursed under her breath, her expression turning ugly.
“Where did this little tramp come from?!”
Even if she didn’t want him, others couldn’t touch him!
Ye Kui, you bastard, don’t you know how to replace the door properly?!!
Luo Qiongyin raged!
A door, opened just a crack, was quietly closed.
Outside, Luo Xixue sat in a wheelchair, tilting her head as a strand of silver hair fell against her neck.
She was puzzled—why was her sister cursing now?
Luo Xixue had originally planned to talk with her sister about Ye Kui—she’d already successfully invited him to be her home tutor.
But now…it seemed her sister was busy with something important.
Maybe next time.
Luo Xixue left, pulling out her phone.
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, are you asleep? I can’t sleep.]
[Life Teacher Ye Kui: Get lost!]
Luo Xixue: ???
Luo Xixue blinked, then puffed up her white cheeks as her little face turned red.
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, did you mistype?]
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, I’ll give you a chance to rephrase.]
[Luo Xixue: No, two chances.]
[Luo Xixue: Three…]
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, say something?]
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, don’t go silent!]
[Luo Xixue: Teacher, I’m sorry, please reply to me, okay?]
Someone was panicking.
Ding dong!
A look of joy appeared on Luo Xixue’s face.
[Life Teacher Ye Kui: Photo.jpg]
In the photo, Ye Kui lay on the bed with eyes closed, a red lip print on his cheek, while a hand beside him made a peace sign.
Luo Xixue: ???
Luo Xixue instantly blushed!
Her small hand gripped the phone tightly, making a faint cracking sound.
“Where did this little tramp come from?!”
As expected of sisters—their cursing style was identical.