Chapter 49: Don’t take off your stockings in a warm bed.

Night.

Ye Kui returned to his bedroom and found his bedding bulging.

He lifted it in confusion, only to see a black-haired girl wearing nothing but stockings, curled up in his line of sight.

Exposed to the light, the girl opened her eyes and turned to meet Ye Kui’s bewildered gaze.

“Shirley, why are you here?!”

Shirley propped up her upper body, inky hair clinging to her snow-white skin.

She pulled out a small wooden sign like a magic trick and held it up.

Greeting.

[Good evening, Master.]

[Master said I could come to Master’s bedroom.]

Ye Kui: “…Then what are you doing now?”

[Warming the bed for Master.]

[The dress was too dirty, so I took it off.]

Ye Kui was at a loss for words: “Then your stockings…”

A faint blush appeared on the girl’s face.

She half-covered her face with the wooden sign, revealing only her shy eyes.

[Master wants me to take off my stockings…so lewd…]

Ye Kui:……

……

After some commotion.

Ye Kui managed to pull Shirley off the bed and dressed her properly.

For some reason, when it came to bed-warming, this little doll was a bit disobedient.

Stubborn to the core.

At this moment, Ye Kui sat on a chair, flipping through some rather private documents, determined to milk every possible benefit.

“Angel…”

Ye Kui muttered, discovering a crucial piece of information.

It seemed the Genesis Organization was conducting an experiment related to Angels.

This made Ye Kui think that the later renaming to Genesis Paradise might be connected to this “Angel Experiment.”

Angels live in Paradise.

Ye Kui pondered.

In the later Genesis Paradise, besides the hidden “female supporting character Zina,” there was a powerful, mud-covered, hideous being that could drain sanity points at a glance.

Codename: [Saint Angel].

Could it be…

At that moment, a delicate hand entered his field of vision, handing over a cup of Red Tea, steaming hot.

Ye Kui was drawn back to reality.

He glanced to the side and saw Shirley in a maid outfit, standing respectfully with a slight bow, her seductive posture perfectly on point.

Her delicate figure filled out the maid uniform, making it bulge enticingly.

In her other hand, she held up the small wooden sign.

[Master, please have some tea.]

Ye Kui took the Red Tea and sipped it.

The aroma was intoxicating, and his taste buds were immensely satisfied.

He unconsciously sized up Shirley.

The white lace headband perfectly held her dark hair in place, and the classic black-and-white maid outfit never went out of style.

Her legs, however, were a different story—one white stocking, one black stocking, both with lace edges, and each ankle adorned with a delicate black-and-white bow.

Her stockinged feet were tucked into black leather shoes.

Shirley tugged at her slightly short skirt, trying to cover the stocking edges on her thighs.

[Master…Uniform Fetish…so perverted…]

The words on the wooden sign nearly made Ye Kui choke.

Ye Kui wiped his mouth: “I don’t have one.”

He’d subconsciously designed this outfit for Shirley, never expecting to alchemize something like this.

Shirley said nothing, gazing silently at Ye Kui.

Ye Kui braced himself, finished the Red Tea, and set the cup down.

“Shirley, I just…”

[Mmhm, Master, please continue, I’m listening.]

Ye Kui:……

“Forget it, just think of me as having that kind of uniform xp.”

Shirley nodded.

[Master, facing your true self is nothing to be ashamed of.]

[No matter what kind of xp you have, Shirley will satisfy you.]

[Shirley is willing to give everything for Master. Not just maid outfits—even if Master wants to play wet and make Shirley all sticky, Shirley will still…]

“Stop!”

Ye Kui snatched her small wooden sign away!

Shirley grabbed his sleeve, a trace of grievance and panic on her face, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes, as if begging Ye Kui to return her wooden sign.

This little expression made Ye Kui’s heart pound, hitting some hidden weak spot.

He hurriedly shook his head, handed the sign back, and cursed himself internally.

He couldn’t be that perverted, finding this little doll’s aggrieved look so appealing.

Shirley put away the wooden sign, noting Ye Kui’s conflicted expression, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes.

Shirley picked up the teacup and left the bedroom.

She closed the door and leaned against the wall, studying the cup’s rim, where a faint lip print remained.

She hooked a lock of hair behind her white ear, lowered her eyes and head, and bit down softly on her cherry-colored lips.

Tasting the overly sweet Red Tea, a dreamy haze filled Shirley’s eyes, and her fair face turned visibly rosy.

Greedily, she drank the last drop of Red Tea, then stored the cup inside her body.

She took a deep breath, pressing down the blush on her face, then tugged at her skirt…and suddenly hiked it upward, briefly revealing the forbidden territory of her upper thighs.

With a hint of cunning, Shirley reopened the door and walked back in.

[Master, I’ll warm the bed for you. It’s late, so go to sleep early.]

“No need.”

Master allowing Shirley into his bedroom made Shirley happy, but not allowing Shirley to warm the bed made her unhappy.

Ye Kui shook his head.

After drinking the Red Tea, his heart was racing.

Looking at the doll girl, he felt her features were inexplicably striking.

If she actually warmed his bed, her scent would fill the sheets, and it would be impossible for Ye Kui to get quality sleep tonight.

……

Late at night, the room was quiet.

Ye Kui lay on the bed, sleeping soundly, deeply, unlikely to be disturbed by outside influences.

That Red Tea contained a certain someone’s special ingredient.

The door hadn’t opened, but a graceful figure slowly appeared, wearing a maid outfit, her red eyes shining in the dimness.

She wanted to step forward.

But recalling something, she kicked off her high heels and tiptoed—one step, two steps…lightly approaching the bedside.

She crouched at the head of the bed, gazing at the sleeping Ye Kui.

Her enhanced Red Tea was effective after all.

Shirley stared at him, then shifted her gaze to the neatly folded clothes nearby.

She grabbed the white shirt…and brought it to her face.

Without hesitation, she buried her face in it, inhaling, then forced herself to stop.

She moved away.

Using her power, she created a copy, placed it where the original was, and hid the real one inside her body.

Owner’s item collection +1.

Shirley took a deep breath, patted her face, and tried to calm herself.

It was just a piece of clothing, yet it overwhelmed her—clearly, she was still inexperienced and needed more training.

She refused to be a three-minute type!

Shirley stared at Ye Kui, poking his cheek with her finger.

She had Master’s permission, so this wasn’t trespassing.

She silently watched Ye Kui, then suddenly lowered her head.

The heart she pretended was beating almost leapt from her chest.

Shirley recalled how, in her “previous life,” Ye Kui had picked her up and held her in his arms—the warmth and softness she felt were identical to now.

Back then, she had grasped her own sun.

This time was no different.

Master had never changed.

The girl’s blush surpassed all love confessions.

The emotion in her eyes was so deep and heavy, it could drown everything.

After a minute, Shirley let go.

So this…this feeling…was so comfortable…

Shirley felt a bit of regret.

In the past, she’d been too reserved, like a “well-behaved doll,” with thoughts but no courage.

She had only just discovered this now.

Shirley stared at the scar on Ye Kui’s lips, her gaze flickering.

She felt it needed a bit more refining.

Just as she was about to lower her head again…

At that moment, several purple tentacles shot toward her from behind like spears!