Chapter 451

Three days later, in the afternoon, in a certain sea area.

The spacious and clean room contained three single beds, and the tables and chairs made of fine mahogany added a touch of antiquity to the room. Exquisite and valuable jade artifacts were displayed on the counter in the room.

The cashmere blanket in the corner of the bed was soft and delicate, and some expensive paintings hung on the surrounding walls.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is an extremely luxurious room. Rather than a temporary dormitory for students, it's more like a magnificent and classic guest room.

The room is like a guest room specially prepared for distinguished guests by medieval nobles. The exquisite decoration and elegant layout show the owner's care.

Outside the bright and airy window, the sky is a clear blue, with a few clouds hanging in the air, and the dazzling sunlight is streaming into the room through the window.

"Well..."

A helpless sigh filled with despair suddenly echoed inside the room.

As if blinded by the sunlight outside the window, Wu Liang, who was lying in bed, opened his eyes, shook his head wearily, supported himself with his palms on the bed, and slowly sat up against the wall behind him.

With a pale face devoid of color, Wu Liang stared at the sky outside the window with bloodshot eyes, then turned his gaze back to the room.

Looking at the two empty beds, he let out a heavy sigh. Damn it, why did things turn out like this...?

"Why am I still seasick...? Don't I already have a body far superior to that of ordinary people...?"

"Such a strong body getting seasick... that's not scientifically possible..."

Holding his forehead and muttering in utter despair, Wu Liang's face was as ugly as could be.

Feeling the ship rocking, Wu Liang felt like the sandwich he had just digested was about to rise back up into his throat.

He hadn't eaten much at noon, but now he's almost thrown up everything he ate.

Why does he get seasick? Are you kidding me? He was seasick in his past life, so why does he have to suffer such painful torment in this life?

"Ugh... I can't speak... I feel like I'm about to come..."

A sudden spasm in his churning stomach, followed by waves of nausea that reached his throat, made Wu Liang gag.

She quickly covered her mouth to stop making a sound, leaned against the cushion behind her, and looked up at the ceiling.

Not only was his stomach protesting, but his head was also foggy, and he felt like he couldn't wake up.

He had been sleeping almost the entire time since boarding the ship, but no matter how much he slept, he never felt like he had slept enough. (He was seasick and couldn't fall asleep, so he just lay there with his eyes open.)

"I really don't know if I came here to enjoy myself or to suffer."

Wu Liang rubbed his temples hard with his thumbs. His dizzy head was causing him great pain. He was unable to do anything right now, and even sleeping was extremely difficult.

If he were sailing on a calm sea, it might be a little more comfortable, and he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable.

But if he encounters a storm or thunderstorm on the way, it would be a double torment for him, both physically and mentally.

"Since the weather's still nice, I'll go back to sleep..."

Wu Liang stretched vigorously to ease his slightly stiff body, sighed, and then lay back down.

Even if he can't sleep, he has to sleep, since he can't do anything else right now except sleep.

Whenever he stood up, he felt as if his body was floating in the air, and his head was ringing, causing him unbearable headache.

Since he can't adapt to these things, he might as well just stay in the dormitory and sleep for a few days.

"Just one more day... just a little more patience... just one more day until we reach our destination..."

Wu Liang closed his eyes again and murmured softly, "Now I just have to endure it. There's nothing else I can do but endure it..."

Rustling sounds... rustling sounds...

After Wu Liang fell asleep again, he didn't know how much time had passed when some faint sounds rang in his ears.

While half asleep, Wu Liang suddenly felt a cool sensation on his forehead, a coolness with a soft touch, which made Wu Liang feel very comfortable.

And he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if something soft and delicate was under his head, and his face felt like it was being brushed by soft jade, which made him feel a little itchy.

My heavy and tired body felt like it had been given a long-awaited relaxation, and I felt a soothing massage on my arms and shoulders.

It feels like someone is giving you a gentle massage, their soft, boneless hands moving like slender snakes all over your body.

It must be said that the other party's massage skills were truly excellent. The outstanding skills and meticulous techniques made Wu Liang, who was still asleep, groan softly in comfort.

To allow the other person to better massage her whole body, Wu Liang couldn't help but twist her body a couple of times, burying her cheeks in the soft and smooth object below and smiling contentedly.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?"

The woman massaging Wu Liang leaned down and whispered in his ear, her soft, red lips almost touching Wu Liang earlobe.

A faint fragrance of orchids wafted from her red lips onto Wu Liang's cheek, while her other hand gently massaged Wu Liang's shoulder.

Looking at Wu Liang, who was nuzzling her cheek like a spoiled child, a hint of tenderness flashed in the depths of the woman's beautiful eyes.

A slender, green finger playfully poked Wu Liang's cheek, while long, silver-gray curly hair fell onto the tip of his nose, tickling his nostrils.

"It feels very comfortable. You must be a professional masseur."

Feeling the tickling sensation at the tip of his nose, Wu Liang rolled over contentedly and muttered to himself.

This massage technique is in no way inferior to Yao Shi's; it's clear that the woman giving him the massage is a professional technician.

"Oh? You have such a high opinion of me? That's quite unexpected."

"But I didn't expect you to get so seasick that you couldn't even get out of bed. Looks like you have a weakness too."

The woman suddenly reached out and pinched Wu Liang's nose, a sly smile appearing on her delicate face.

This brat should be getting up by now. He's so unguarded in front of her. Does he want me to tease him on purpose?

"Uh-huh??"

Wu Liang frowned slightly as his nose was pinched, feeling a bit of pain from not being able to breathe properly.

Wu Liang, who wasn't particularly sleepy to begin with, suddenly opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath after a while.

Holy crap? Was he dreaming? Did someone really give him a massage?

"Good afternoon, kid."

The woman looked at Wu Liang, who had suddenly woken up, and smiled slightly as he flicked his hair a couple of times. This brat's sleeping face was quite cute.

Chapter Forty-Two

"Ha?"

Lying on the bed, Wu Liang stared blankly at the beautiful face so close to his, unable to process what was happening.

Why was this woman in his dorm room, and why was she greeting him with a playful expression?

And from the angle he's looking at Qiao Ranxin now... why is her face directly above his head...?

"Kid, how much longer are you planning to sleep?"

Qiao Ranxin lowered her eyes and looked at Wu Liang, who was stunned when he saw her, with great interest.

He reached out and pinched Wu Liang's nose, twisting it hard twice. Did this kid think he was still dreaming?

The fact that Wu Liang could remain so calm even after seeing himself suggests that he might not have fully woken up from his dream.

"No, no, why are you here, woman?"

Startled, Wu Liang stammered, his dry lips moving as he asked, "What happened?"

"It's incredibly rude of you to call me 'this woman,' you should know that I'm your principal."

"And Wu Liang, you should probably get up too. My legs are almost numb."

Qiao Ranxin rubbed her numb thighs; she had been in this position for almost two or three hours.

It has to be said that Wu Liang is a really deep sleeper; I didn't even feel him when I moved him earlier.

"Ah..."

Hearing Qiao Ranxin's somewhat incomprehensible words, Wu Liang was stunned for a moment before realizing what the very comfortable sensation under his head was.

He had previously found the soft, squishy texture, like being squeezed together with soft cotton, rather strange, as he didn't recall pillows on his bed being this full and delicate.

Especially since I just caught a faint scent of flowers, it turns out he had been fast asleep with his head on Qiao Ranxin's lap the whole time.

"What kind of perk is this? You wouldn't be showing me kindness for no reason."

"Speak, what do you want from me? Is there anything you want me to do for you?"

Wu Liang sprang up from Qiao Ranxin's lap pillow in a quick movement, but the large movement made him dizzy again.

Suppressing the nausea and dizziness deep in his brain, Wu Liang rubbed his temples and leaned against the wall.

Looking at Qiao Ranxin, who was kneeling gracefully and elegantly on the bed with a smile on her face, Wu Liang felt a chill run down his spine. An uneasy premonition crept into his heart like a venomous snake.

"You're too nervous. I only came to check on things because my lovely student is suffering terribly from seasickness."

"My student is suffering, how can I, as the principal, sit idly by and turn a blind eye? Of course, I must comfort you and soothe your low spirits."

Qiao Ranxin stretched out her sexy, almost unfair figure with a yawn, and her beautiful legs, which had been pressed together, finally had room to stretch.

Lying on her side in bed with her chin in her hand, she rubbed her still slightly numb calves and looked up at Wu Liang, who had a serious expression on his face.

When she realized that the hem of her skirt, which covered her upper thighs, was slightly slit and revealing too much, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her lips.

"You were sleeping soundly on my lap just now, weren't you? Someone was just praising my massage skills."

Her full, alluring legs stretched a little closer to Wu Liang's feet, her curled thighs swaying slightly beneath her skirt like two white snakes.

Her pale, fleshy thighs were pressed tightly together, and her cute and alluring black thighs peeked out from beneath the hem of her skirt.

It has to be said that Qiao Ranxin is really good at it, especially when it comes to men's preferences. Qiao Ranxin has truly mastered it to the extreme.

She knows what men want and don't want, how to arouse their interest, and what poses to make them more addicted.

"Hey, that's going too far. Are you letting us see it or not?"

Because Qiao Ranxin's thighs were constantly twitching, Wu Liang's gaze inevitably locked onto the area beneath her skirt.

Qiao Ranxin was like a seductive fox spirit, and even just lying casually on her side on the bed, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

This feeling of being able to see something vaguely but not completely keep nagging at his heart. Even though he knew that Qiao Ranxin was deliberately messing with him, he still couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

"What, you young person like you like staring at an old auntie like me?"

"Kid, your self-control is not good. Even I can easily seduce you. Do you think you can resist the temptation of other girls in the future?"

After teasing Wu Liang a few times, Qiao Ranxin chuckled softly and made no further attempt to provoke him.

Her long, straight legs were crossed, concealing the alluring view beneath her skirt. She sat up and leaned closer to Wu Liang, smiling as she spoke.

"I'm talking to you..."

Wu Liang shook his head, utterly speechless. Qiao Ranxin was arguably the most perfect and alluring woman he had ever seen since coming to this world.

Qiao Ranxin is far superior to Yao Shi and Milutin; this woman is even more sexy and alluring than Mu Xinrou and Ye Luotong.

Of all the women he knew, none could rival Qiao Ranxin's charm, and none could surpass her.

Doesn't Qiao Ranxin have any self-awareness about her own charm? What do you mean by "old auntie"? If all these kinds of top-quality women are "old aunties," wouldn't the world be turned upside down?

"Alright, I'm not kidding anymore. I really did come to you because I have something to ask you."

"And this is something only you can do, so I hope you will agree."

Qiao Ranxin glanced at the closed door and murmured softly. She had indeed come to Wu Liang with a favor to ask.

Moreover, only Wu Liang could accomplish this, after all, that girl is quite interested in him, isn't she?

"What's wrong with Qiao Xinying? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Wu Liang, who had already guessed this, shrugged indifferently.

Qiao Ranxin is definitely looking for him now because of that girl Qiao Xinying, after all, that girl said not long ago that she had something to discuss with him.

"Well, it's not anything particularly difficult. I'd like you to talk to that girl more often in the coming days."

Qiao Ranxin smiled and poked Wu Liang's cheek, thinking that her little girl had grown up quite a bit.