Damn, I Really Want to Give Lady Fu Xuan's White-Socked Feet a Big Slurp

"Benefactor, how cruel of you~ This little woman brought you breakfast, yet the moment you finished eating, you started disliking this little woman~"

"..."

Lin Shuang was speechless. She simply stopped responding, lowered her head, and ate. Damn it, eat eat eat eat eat!

In just a few bites, she stuffed all the food on the table into her stomach.

Just as she let out a satisfied burp, Tingyun's tail leaned over and patted Lin Shuang's arm.

Its meaning was obvious.

Lin Shuang looked at the fluffy tail, wicked thoughts rising in her heart. She grabbed a handful of tail fur and said viciously,

"Come on! Watch me teach you a proper lesson!"

Two system hours later.

Tingyun's face was flushed red. Her entire body trembled as she lay limply on the sofa. She had changed into a nightgown and was wrapped in Lin Shuang's blanket, looking soft, weak, and utterly boneless.

Meanwhile, Lin Shuang sat refreshed in the single armchair beside her and lifted her chin at Tingyun, who had long since lost her earlier spirit.

"Hmph~ Woman, now you know how formidable I am."

Tingyun merely glared at Lin Shuang weakly with a red face, then pulled the blanket over her eyes and pretended not to see her.

The fluffy ears left exposed, however, were still trembling, clearly not yet recovered.

Lin Shuang checked the time and said to Tingyun on the sofa,

"I'm going to the Divination Department to see Qingque. Tingyun, keep resting."

Only after hearing an almost imperceptible response from beneath the blanket did she smile and leave her residence.

Naturally, Lin Shuang had no idea where the Divination Department was located.

But once she arrived at Changle Heaven, she found Qingque.

"Ah, you're finally here. I slipped out during lunch break, so let's hurry. If we get there too late, the Grand Tutor might not be pleased."

The instant they met, Qingque grabbed Lin Shuang by the wrist and headed toward where the starskiffs were docked.

Lin Shuang was deeply puzzled, though. Looking curiously at Qingque leading the way ahead, she asked,

"Qingque, how did you persuade Grand Tutor Fu?"

"Hehe~ That's my exclusive secret. I can't tell anyone else!"

Seeing Qingque act all mysterious, Lin Shuang pursed her lips and did not press the matter.

They boarded a starskiff at a harbor in Changle Heaven and flew all the way toward the realm where the Divination Department was located.

Though they were going to the Divination Department, Lin Shuang was still an outsider and could not possibly enter anywhere too important.

So, after following Qingque into a relatively secluded lounge, Lin Shuang met Fu Xuan, the Grand Tutor, who was still reading something.

"You're here. Qingque told me you possess exceptional massage skills, capable of relieving fatigue and loosening one's muscles and joints?"

Fu Xuan was petite. When she stood up, she was about as tall as Qingque and practically had to look up at Lin Shuang.

Yet her presence was imposing, carrying the confidence of someone in authority.

Lin Shuang nodded and was just about to speak.

Then, from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Qingque lowering her presence and stealthily making her way toward the door.

She was immediately startled!

You little Qingque, how dare you sneak off over something this important and leave her alone to face Fu Xuan!

Without giving it much thought, Lin Shuang dashed forward, grabbed Qingque by the arm, and, before Qingque's shocked and despairing gaze, nodded seriously.

"That's right. I'm quite confident in my massage skills. Yesterday, Qingque strongly urged me to give you a massage, Grand Tutor, saying she wanted you to relax."

"Qingque, that seems rather different from what you told me yesterday."

Fu Xuan's voice sounded from behind Qingque. Realizing she could not escape, Qingque shot Lin Shuang a shocked and sorrowful glare before turning around with a grin.

"Oh, Grand Tutor, it's just a small matter, really. You should give it a try. Since she's already here, what do you say?"

"Hmph. Qingque, stay here and work overtime properly. Yesterday, I said I would personally keep an eye on you. Don't think you can slip away during lunch break!"

"What—?! No, Grand Tutor!!"

A soft bed stood in the lounge, along with a desk and sofa for work.

The room had relaxing aromatherapy, as well as tea and snacks. It looked quite pleasant.

Perhaps noticing Lin Shuang's appraising gaze, Fu Xuan continued pressuring Qingque with her eyes while explaining,

"The Divination Department has a heavy workload. It is not only I who work overtime; the other diviners often do as well. Therefore, I specifically set up several lounges within the Divination Department so the diviners could rest briefly."

"I see."

Lin Shuang nodded. There had been no information on such matters in the game.

Just as the game had not shown that Changle Heaven was actually so large.

Many detailed bits of information unrelated to the game had naturally been omitted as well.

"Wuwuwu— This is obviously a lounge for slacking off. Why do I still have to work here?!"

Qingque, bent over the desk nearby, voiced her complaint at just the right moment.

Unfortunately, Fu Xuan seemed determined this time to thoroughly punish Qingque for the vile behavior of skipping work without clocking in.

She was not swayed in the slightest. Instead, she looked directly at Lin Shuang and said,

"I must trouble you today with giving me a relaxing massage. I am also quite curious just how exquisite the massage skills jointly recommended by Tingyun and Qingque truly are."

"If the results are good, the Divination Department may consider arranging some massage methods in the future to alleviate the diviners' fatigue."

There was no way to reduce the Divination Department's workload, nor could the difficulty of the diviners' assessments be lowered.

The number of diviners could not be increased, and the workload could not be reduced.

Fu Xuan could only compensate those working overtime through other means.

After all, Fu Xuan was not some demonic boss. Work when it was time to work, rest when it was time to rest. People were not machines; they grew tired and made mistakes.

She herself might be willing to work overtime, but that did not mean she would treat everyone else's overtime as a matter of course.

Of course, none of the above applied to Qingque.

That girl was clearly quite capable, yet all she thought about every day was guarding the door and neglecting her proper work.

Previously, she had merely slacked off. At the very least, she still showed up for work and completed her daily duties seriously.

But yesterday, Fu Xuan had only assigned her the task of waiting for someone, and the girl had actually dared to skip clocking in for work!

She already dared to skip clocking in now. Fu Xuan did not even dare imagine what she might do in the future!

She had to be punished—thoroughly punished!

Seeing that Fu Xuan was completely ignoring her, Qingque's heart skipped a beat. She realized she was probably not getting away now.

This was bad!

Her original plan had been to bring Lin Shuang over to massage Fu Xuan.

Qingque had experienced it herself. Though the process had been somewhat embarrassing, the results really were good.

She had arranged the location in this secluded lounge, where no one but herself usually came, specifically to prevent anyone from witnessing the possible loss of composure Fu Xuan might show later.

Others could not watch, but did that mean Qingque could?!

Qingque had just been planning to slip away.

Once Lin Shuang got started, the Grand Tutor would surely realize something was wrong. If Qingque remained present then—

She would not merely witness her superior making a complete fool of herself. She would also have to endure Fu Xuan's fury!

If she were absent, then once Fu Xuan discovered how effective Lin Shuang's massage was afterward, her anger at Qingque would surely be greatly reduced.

Then Qingque could say a few nice things and offer up some tasty sweets. With her contribution of introducing a capable person to the Grand Tutor, would this not all blow over?

But now—

Qingque watched as Fu Xuan kicked off her shoes and lay facedown on the bed, alarm bells blaring in her mind.

It was over. Completely over.

Not only would she have to endure Grand Tutor Fu Xuan's wrath now, she would be remembered for this for the rest of her life.

Seeing her superior make such an embarrassing spectacle was no joke...

Did Fu Xuan not care about her reputation? Qingque had witnessed such a huge weakness. A normal leader would either get rid of the person or keep them constantly by their side.

Given Qingque's situation, was there even any question which option Fu Xuan would choose?

Lin Shuang, Lin Shuang, you've really doomed me!!

You were a guest of the Xianzhou, and there was no third party here. Even if something happened, could the Grand Tutor truly arrest you?

But Qingque was different! She still had to slack off at the Divination Department for several hundred more years!

Just thinking about how she had been about to sneak away, only for Lin Shuang to grab her and ruin her escape, made Qingque want to beat her chest and stamp her feet.

So close, yet all for nothing! So close, yet all for nothing!

Thinking of that, Qingque turned her back. No matter what happened, even if Abundant Doses attacked right now, she would never turn around for a single look.

From this moment onward, Qingque was a blind and deaf Heavenly Defect!

Lin Shuang, on the other hand, had nowhere near as much inner drama as Qingque.

She looked at Fu Xuan lying facedown on the bed, her skirt naturally draping down and outlining the graceful curves of her body.

And at the pair of white stockings, fitted tightly over her seemingly perfect legs.

She could not help swallowing.

"Grand Tutor Fu, excuse me."

"Go ahead. Tingyun already informed me in her letter that your massage may have some rather unusual side effects."

"Ah, mm, all right. I understand."

Hearing that, Lin Shuang nodded. Then she reached out and gently pressed her hand against Fu Xuan's calf.

Smooth. Soft.

That was her first impression.

And following her gaze downward, Fu Xuan's white-stockinged feet seemed slightly restless, wriggling faintly right before Lin Shuang's eyes as the fabric made soft rustling sounds.

It was difficult not to let her thoughts wander.

"Mm..."

Perhaps Lin Shuang's touch was too light, making Fu Xuan feel slightly ticklish. Her toes curled faintly, and her feet could not help hooking together and rubbing twice.

"..."

Damn, I really want to take a huge suck!

Suppressing her primal urge, Lin Shuang placed both hands on Fu Xuan's calves, took a deep breath, and began the massage in earnest.

Of course, this time Lin Shuang still intended to control her massage technique with all her strength, determined to ensure Fu Xuan felt nothing strange besides relaxation.

"—!!!"

As time passed.

Lin Shuang discovered in surprise that, aside from her legs trembling slightly, Fu Xuan had not made a single strange sound!

Since Fu Xuan was lying facedown, Lin Shuang could not see her face or detect the rise and fall of her chest.

And because Lin Shuang's massage would naturally make muscles spasm and tremble involuntarily, she could not tell whether Fu Xuan's breathing rhythm had changed significantly.