To Qian Ran, Tang Ya and Xian Lin'er possessed two entirely different kinds of beauty.
Neither was superior to the other; both were the sort who could set a heart racing.
Xian Lin'er really was beautiful!
Qian Ran had no idea what wire had gotten crossed in Yan Shaozhe's head for him to let Xian Lin'er down. If he were Yan Shaozhe, he would have made her his, one way or another.
Who could resist the charms of such a beautiful Goddess of War?
Qian Ran certainly couldn't!
"Little Qian Ran, what are you thinking about?" Xian Lin'er also noticed him staring fixedly at her body. Her pretty face reddened slightly, but she felt a little pleased as well.
Who would have thought my body was still so alluring!
Looks like I'm not the problem-Yan Shaozhe just has no taste!
"If you become my disciple, little Qian Ran, your teacher could consider wearing black stockings while teaching you to cultivate." Xian Lin'er's tone was exceedingly gentle, her sweet, soft voice enough to melt anyone's heart.
"Xian Lin'er." Hearing her voice, even Yan Shaozhe couldn't help swallowing. He was utterly astonished, unable to understand why she suddenly seemed like a different person.
Was this still the Goddess of War he had once known?
Besides her formidable strength, Xian Lin'er had earned the title Goddess of War because she was a martial arts fanatic.
Yet now, seeing her looking so gentle and enticing, he actually found himself struggling to maintain control.
And Xian Lin'er was going to wear black stockings to teach Qian Ran?
Yan Shaozhe had never seen Xian Lin'er in black stockings, and his heart couldn't help pounding wildly. This woman wouldn't even wear skirts-how could she wear black stockings?
"Really?" Qian Ran got all worked up. At that moment, he was incredibly excited.
This was fucking Xian Lin'er? She had to be a fake, right?
Sure, I might be good at flirting, but I haven't even made a move yet. Why would Xian Lin'er suddenly say something like that to me? Teaching me to cultivate in black stockings? Would she go without shoes? Would there be hands-on instruction?
He simply couldn't resist that temptation!
Even an ordinary man here probably couldn't turn Xian Lin'er down, let alone a seasoned lecher like Qian Ran!
She's probably trying to get a rise out of Yan Shaozhe. After all, a large part of why she chose to enter a sham marriage with Qian Duoduo was to spite him. Qian Ran was clever, and he soon figured out why Xian Lin'er had suddenly become so charming.
"Of course it's true. Your teacher is very capable, you know. I'll definitely make sure you grow up happily." Xian Lin'er smiled, her pretty face growing even redder. But seeing Yan Shaozhe's reaction left her feeling rather pleased with herself.
Yan Shaozhe and Xian Lin'er had once had feelings for each other. After all, they were childhood sweethearts, and she was so beautiful. Even Yan Shaozhe himself wouldn't believe a claim that he had never entertained any thoughts about her.
But later, for some unknown reason, Yan Shaozhe had chosen Cai Mei'er, while Xian Lin'er had married Qian Duoduo outright in a fit of anger.
"Your disciple, Qian Ran, pays his respects, Teacher."
Qian Ran respectfully bowed to Xian Lin'er.
Taking Xian Lin'er as his teacher offered two benefits.
The first, naturally, was that studying with such a beautiful teacher would let him experience plenty of the joys of learning. Even simply spending time with Xian Lin'er would be quite enjoyable.
The second was that he needed someone within Shrek Academy to back him up. Xian Lin'er was a woman who fiercely protected her own, so he could turn to her whenever anything happened. Women could be very unreasonable about many things. When Xian Lin'er became headstrong, even the elders of the Sea God Pavilion could do nothing about her.
"Heehee. Little Qian Ran, congratulations on making the best choice of your life. From now on, I'll teach you everything I know." Xian Lin'er giggled, feeling very happy.
"Then, Dean, Qian Ran and I can leave now, right?" Xian Lin'er took Qian Ran's hand, her soft, seemingly boneless palm holding his hand tightly.
So soft!
So fragrant!
Xian Lin'er's hand was soft and seemingly boneless, no different from a child's. That seemed somewhat at odds with her title of Martial God Douluo. Perhaps she was actually a soft, sweet girl?
Xian Lin'er smelled lovely. She didn't like using perfume or cosmetics; the scent on her body was entirely the pure, natural fragrance of a woman.
Xian Lin'er was still a virgin, after all!
"No problem."
Yan Shaozhe's expression was somewhat unnatural. If Xian Lin'er wanted to leave, she naturally couldn't have wished for anything better. Otherwise, his heart might truly refuse to settle down.
"Teacher, you like Dean Yan Shaozhe, don't you?" After leaving Yan Shaozhe's office, Qian Ran chose to take the initiative and find a topic. Then, through this topic that interested Xian Lin'er, he would gradually steer the conversation into his own territory and seize control of it. This was standard procedure for a player.
"Hm?" Xian Lin'er hadn't expected Qian Ran to notice that. Few among the younger generation knew about what had happened between her and Yan Shaozhe, let alone a new student like Qian Ran.
He must have just figured it out. What a perceptive child!
Xian Lin'er was very surprised by how quickly Qian Ran's mind worked.
"Earlier, you deliberately said that because you wanted to see Dean Yan Shaozhe's reaction, didn't you, Teacher?" Qian Ran asked.
"Not entirely. If you want to see it, little Qian Ran, it's not impossible for your teacher to buy a pair of stockings and wear them for you." Xian Lin'er teased him. She only saw Qian Ran as a child, not a man.
Qian Ran was still so young, while she was already this old. She hadn't entertained any such strange thoughts.
She had simply noticed his lustful, flirtatious nature and deliberately teased him.
But Yan Shaozhe's reaction just now had already proved that he wasn't without feelings for her. It was precisely because he had feelings for her that he kept avoiding her.
"Ahem..." Qian Ran didn't even know how to answer her. If he said he wanted to see it, would Xian Lin'er beat him to death? Despite how gentle she seemed now, she was actually both proud and hot-tempered.
"It's not impossible if you want to win the dean back, Teacher. After all, his reaction just now was pretty strong." In Qian Ran's eyes, Yan Shaozhe was another old lecher. No, that probably didn't count as being a lecher.
After all, the Martial God Douluo in black stockings-fuck, what normal man wouldn't be curious?
Qian Ran certainly was... If the Martial God Douluo, Xian Lin'er, stepped on him while wearing black stockings, he-ahem-would enjoy it, anyway. Although he wasn't a masochist, that sort of thing really did seem like it might feel rather good. After all, this was the Martial God Douluo, Xian Lin'er.
"Oh? You have a way?" Xian Lin'er paused, her beautiful eyes turning toward Qian Ran with great curiosity.
She knew things between her and Yan Shaozhe were already impossible. But she truly had never been able to let go of the past. She wanted to know how much genuine feeling he had for her, whether he had any romantic feelings for her at all.
Could Yan Shaozhe really see me as nothing more than a junior sister?
My temper might be a tiny bit fierce, but I'm still a beautiful woman.
"Of course. It's just what you said earlier, Teacher. If you..." Qian Ran's own words left his heart pounding with apprehension, terrified that Xian Lin'er would suddenly fly into a rage and pummel him to death.
Fortunately, Xian Lin'er really did seem to be missing a screw when it came to romance. Strong in combat but weak in love-the Goddesses of War in those short anime from that island nation all seemed to be like this. Xian Lin'er seemed to have the same sort of personality; otherwise, she couldn't possibly have done something like entering a sham marriage with Qian Duoduo just to spite Yan Shaozhe.
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