Xiao Wu's Uniform Play

Zhu Zhuqing's scent—the dangerous fragrance of cold perfume and sharpness—coiled around her in wisps.

Sorry, Zhu Qing...

Xiao Wu murmured inwardly, gritting her teeth as she took the heavy leather outfit from the hanger.

The deep black seemed to flow beneath the moonlight, the leather's distinctive toughness and sheen silently speaking of its owner's strength and aloofness.

She drew a deep breath and slipped out of her soft pink nightgown. Cold air instantly wrapped around her skin, sending tiny shivers through her.

Xiao Wu sucked in a sharp breath as she pushed her arms into the narrow sleeves.

Zhu Zhuqing had a fuller figure than she did, especially that proud curve at her chest!

The leather cinched around her still somewhat immature curves like a second skin, and the lack of breathability nearly suffocated her.

Holding her breath, she struggled to pull up the metal zipper on the back.

The cold zipper teeth meshed together with a faint yet startling rip.

The reflection in the mirror made her freeze instantly.

The leather over her chest was stretched into several awkward wrinkles. The waist fit unexpectedly well, but beneath her hips, excess fabric hung loose and empty.

Worst of all was the sense of mismatch—lively, adorable Xiao Wu had been forcibly stuffed into Zhu Zhuqing's cold, lethal shell. Like a rabbit in wolf's skin, she looked a little ridiculous.

Xiao Wu's cheeks burned, and the shame radiating from her reflection nearly drowned her.

She instinctively pressed her legs together. The leather rubbed against her bare skin, sending wave after wave of chilling sensations through her.

Only then did she realize in horror—she had rushed out without putting on any underwear at all!

She hurriedly grabbed the pink hair ribbon beside her pillow and clumsily tied her loose scorpion braid into a high ponytail, trying to add a little "killing intent" and look more like Zhu Zhuqing.

Then she pushed open the creaking wooden dormitory door and slipped into the thick night.

The icy night wind instantly filled the leather outfit, making the roots of her bare thighs tremble.

Xiao Wu clutched the front of the outfit tightly, every step making her heart pound.

Zhu Zhuqing's lingering scent on the leather wrapped around her like invisible chains, while the coolness of wearing nothing underneath constantly reminded her of how absurd and dangerous her situation was.

Like a frightened rabbit, she ran on tiptoe down the sleeping paths of Rice Fragrance Village.

The stiff leather rubbed against her bare skin, every step bringing chilling sensations and the empty sway of loose fabric.

An overwhelming sense of shame wrapped around her like vines, nearly suffocating her.

Faster! Hurry up!

She screamed inwardly, praying that this damned road would end soon.

As she rounded a village corner piled with haystacks, moonlight poured down without obstruction—

"Ah! Lin Jiang?!"

Xiao Wu abruptly stopped as though she had run into an invisible wall, blood rushing to her head in an instant!

Lin Jiang was leaning lazily beneath an old locust tree, moonlight tracing a silver edge around his tall figure.

He looked as casual as if he were taking a midnight stroll. Raising an eyebrow at her, he spoke with perfectly timed surprise.

"Xiao Wu? Why are you dressed like that in the middle of the night..."

Xiao Wu's cheeks instantly burned hot enough to fry an egg, and her tongue tied itself in knots.

"This... you... I..."

She instinctively pressed her legs together, both hands clutching the loose leather around her thighs as she tried to hold the swaying material against her legs.

Lin Jiang's gaze slowly swept over the terribly ill-fitting black leather outfit on her. A teasing curve lifted at the corner of his lips, his voice especially clear in the silent night.

"Tsk, why does this look... so much like Zhu Qing's outfit?"

"You didn't see anything!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Xiao Wu's voice went shrill as she turned to flee.

"Oh?" Lin Jiang's leisurely voice drifted after her.

"I never expected it, Xiao Wu. You have such strange tastes."

"I do not!"

Xiao Wu whipped around, humiliated and furious. Under the moonlight, her beautiful round eyes were wide open, misted with tears.

"Lin Jiang! You are not allowed to tell anyone! Do you hear me?!"

Before she could finish, she could no longer endure that gaze that seemed to pierce straight through her. Like a black shadow fleeing in panic, she stumbled into the shadows between the houses.

Lin Jiang watched her frantic retreating figure.

He let out a soft laugh. "What a cute girl."

Of course, he would not tell that frightened little rabbit that from the instant the task had been issued, he had calculated the timing and route, waiting at this unavoidable corner like the most patient hunter...

The next day, night was as dark as ink, and Xiao Wu curled up on her dormitory bed.

Lin Jiang's meaningful gaze from the daytime still lingered in her mind, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

Just as she thought she could finally relax, that cold mechanical voice tore through the night's silence again.

[Task issued: Put on a maid outfit and walk one lap around Rice Fragrance Village! After accepting the task, the maid outfit may be retrieved from the system inventory!]

[Task reward: Complete concealment of soul beast aura for 7 days (stackable)]

[Task failure: No penalty]

[Time limit: 1 hour]

"Again?!" Xiao Wu nearly sprang off the bed, wailing inwardly.

Was this damned system picking a fight with her sense of shame?

Last night had been Zhu Qing's leather outfit, and tonight it was a maid outfit!

She bit her lip and glanced toward the bed opposite hers—Zhu Zhuqing's breathing was steady, clearly deep asleep.

Seven days... I can save up another seven days...

The accumulated days dangled before her like a carrot.

Xiao Wu steeled herself and sent her consciousness into the system inventory.

A faint glimmer flashed, and an entire outfit appeared out of nowhere on her knees.

The moment her fingertips touched the cool lace trim, Xiao Wu's cheeks flared red.

The black underdress was soft and close-fitting, while the white apron was adorned with elaborate ruffles. Worst of all was that pair of thin-as-cicada-wing... black stockings!

"How... how am I supposed to wear this..."

On the verge of tears, she pinched the delicate texture of the stockings between her fingers. The unfamiliar sensation made her scalp tingle.

But there was no turning back now. She could only close her eyes and slip out of her nightgown as though heading for the execution ground.

The instant the cool, silky black stockings touched her skin, Xiao Wu shuddered violently.

She clumsily pulled them upward. Like a second layer of skin, they tightly wrapped around her long, straight legs.

Under the moonlight, the stockings outlined the even curves of her legs in breathtaking detail, revealing a hazy flesh-toned sheen that made even the curve of her ankles seem especially alluring.

In a panic, she pulled on the black underdress. The lace collar brushed against her collarbones, stirring up a fine, prickling itch.

The apron ties formed a crooked bow behind her waist, its fluffy skirt barely covering the middle of her thighs.

The image in the mirror made her struggle to breathe—a cute scorpion braid, flushed cheeks, and a sexy maid outfit!

The ultimate clash between innocence and temptation was impossibly captivating.

"Lin Jiang, please don't come out tonight..."

She pressed her hands together and bowed toward the moon, then took a deep breath and pushed open the dormitory door.

The icy night wind immediately slipped beneath her skirt, and the emptiness below made every hair on her body stand on end!

Like a startled rabbit, she shot forward. Her lace skirt fluttered, and her long legs in black stockings carved breathtaking flashes of light and shadow through the moonlight.

The straw stacks cast jagged shadows beneath the moon. Xiao Wu had just rounded the corner by the barn when her heart nearly leaped out of her throat...