Xian Lin'er in black stockings?

To rile Yan Shaozhe, the proud and prickly Xian Lin'er had even been willing to enter a sham marriage with Qian Duoduo!

In a sham marriage in this era, aside from never consummating it, Xian Lin'er could be said to have lost quite a lot in every other respect.

Yet even so, she had staked her entire life on a fit of pique.

It could be said that Xian Lin'er understood very little about love.

That made sense. After all, her Martial Soul talent was so high, and she was obsessed with martial arts. She couldn't be expected to be that mature in matters of the heart as well, could she? Unless she was someone like Qian Ran, who could make up for all his shortcomings through the system, there was no way she could be flawless.

So, to keep riling Yan Shaozhe, would Xian Lin'er do some strange things together with him?

Martial God Douluo in black stockings, Martial God Douluo in a miniskirt, wearing... not wearing...

Qian Ran couldn't help picturing those scenes, and his heart fluttered.

He had seen Wang Dong'er and Tang Ya in short skirts. Although the sight had stirred him too, it had actually been all right.

But Martial God Douluo Xian Lin'er was different. If she wore them, Qian Ran feared he would lose several pounds of blood through his nose.

After all, Xian Lin'er's status was completely different from that of students like Tang Ya.

It could be said that Xian Lin'er belonged to the strongest group of people in this world. Calling her the strongest might be going too far, but her strength was definitely in the top twenty.

Powerhouses of this level were like ice-cold fairies. In their eyes, ordinary people were as weak as ants.

A goddess standing at the pinnacle of the world wearing black stockings and a miniskirt would be all the more thrilling. It was just like an icy CEO of a Fortune Global 500 company wearing black stockings and a miniskirt.

Those who knew, knew!

For those who didn't, no amount of talking would help.

"Are you sure what you're saying will work?" Xian Lin'er was a little shy, her heartbeat quickening considerably. She was actually here talking about black stockings and miniskirts with Qian Ran?

Damn, if anyone who knew Xian Lin'er were here, their jaws would probably drop.

In everyone's eyes, Xian Lin'er was simply not the sort of woman who enjoyed dressing up to please others. Her fists could blast even a Titled Douluo into a state of serious injury.

A woman this violent had a side like this too?

Was the contrast really this stark?

They wouldn't dare disbelieve it at all!

"Teacher, don't worry. I do have some understanding of relationship problems," Qian Ran guaranteed, thumping his chest. This concerned his future happiness; he didn't want Xian Lin'er to give up.

"But..." Xian Lin'er felt a little embarrassed. Although she had just said she would wear black stockings for Qian Ran to see, she had only been saying it. In truth, she had never even touched those things. She rarely wore black stockings or skirts. When she was young, only those few close female friends of hers had ever seen her dressed that way.

Besides, at her age, wouldn't dressing like that be a little inappropriate?

Yet a strange, peculiar feeling in her heart urged her on. If she really did that, it seemed as though it might be quite fun. Probably?

If she did, Yan Shaozhe would probably be moved, wouldn't he?

"All right. I'll do my best to give it a try."

In the end, Xian Lin'er was tempted by Qian Ran's suggestion. Right now, Qian Ran was the only person who could cooperate with her. She couldn't go to Qian Duoduo. He had always treated her well over the years, and even though their marriage was only a sham, he had never complained. But she truly didn't want to keep hurting him.

"But what exactly should I do?" Xian Lin'er really had no experience whatsoever in this area.

"Let's take it a little at a time. Teacher, would you consider wearing black stockings next time? Nude stockings would work too." Qian Ran's eyes lit up. Actually, nude stockings were the best match for mature married women. But Xian Lin'er was a little different.

Black stockings for the commanding older beauty, white stockings for the little-girl type, nude stockings for the mature married woman.

An older beauty wearing nude stockings had best be a little sultry to bring out their highest realm of beauty.

Nude stockings didn't quite suit Xian Lin'er. By comparison, black stockings were a very good choice.

Xian Lin'er was no longer young, but powerful Soul Masters in the Soul Master World had very long lifespans. Her age wasn't a problem at all. On the contrary, the traces time had left on her filled her with mature charm.

In any case, Qian Ran was deeply attracted to this quality of Xian Lin'er's.

Compared with her beauty, the distinctive allure she exuded as a mature woman was the most captivating thing about Xian Lin'er, and what Qian Ran liked most about her.

After spending so many days on the Douluo Continent, he could be said to have seen quite a few beauties already. But this was the first time Qian Ran had encountered an allure like Xian Lin'er's.

Zhou Yi was quite good too, but he hadn't seen her true face. Qian Ran knew that Zhou Yi wasn't as old as she currently looked; she was merely disguised. Her actual looks were quite presentable.

Yet even Zhou Yi, a mature married woman, probably didn't possess this intoxicating allure of Xian Lin'er's.

Qian Ran rattled off a great many things.

"Black stockings? High heels? And a skirt too?" Xian Lin'er noted them down, her face red. She truly didn't understand why a child like Qian Ran knew so much.

A boy Qian Ran's age shouldn't have reached the point in puberty when his urges were strongest yet, should he?

In a few more years, wouldn't Qian Ran turn into a playboy?

"I've remembered all of that."

"Next time I come looking for you, how about I wear black stockings to your classroom?" Seeing Qian Ran constantly eyeing her lecherously, Xian Lin'er spoke with a beaming smile.

Absolutely!

"Have you thought about moving out? If you lived with me, I should be able to take better care of you. All I'd have to do is let the academy know, anyway. Besides, Qian Duoduo has had his eye on you for a long time. He should really want to meet you too." Qian Duoduo was the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department, while Xian Lin'er was its dean. Her standing was only a little lower than Yan Shaozhe's. Yan Shaozhe was the dean of the Martial Soul Department. In fact, each of them oversaw a department; it was just that Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department was stronger than its Soul Tool Department.

Knowing that Qian Ran was a genius, Qian Duoduo had always wanted to do everything possible to keep him in the Soul Tool Department after the freshman assessment. Of course, Xian Lin'er now had the same idea. After all, Qian Ran was her disciple.

"Never mind. I'll just keep living at the academy." Qian Ran really wanted to live with Xian Lin'er too.

But thinking it over, Xian Lin'er probably meant finding him somewhere to live near her home, not sleeping together. Right now, he and Dong'er slept in the same bed every day. Had he bragged about it? Even if he couldn't do anything with Dong'er, sleeping with a delicate, soft-bodied beauty in his arms was still very enjoyable.

And then there was that honest man, Qian Duoduo.

If he flirted with Xian Lin'er every day from now on, no matter how he looked at it, he would be letting Qian Duoduo down somewhat.

Qian Duoduo had it so rough.

Qian Ran didn't like honest men, yet he also felt they were pitiable. After all, who hadn't played the honest man a few times in their youth?

"All right, then. Head back to the academy first. If there's anything you need to ask me, come find me at my residence." Xian Lin'er didn't dwell on the matter too much. In truth, she didn't have much time to stay with Qian Ran constantly either. She could only say that she could help him one-on-one with many problems in cultivation and daily life.

Of course, Xian Lin'er would also fight to secure all sorts of resources from Shrek Academy for Qian Ran in the future.

"Heehee. Be good and wait for your teacher to come looking for you again." Xian Lin'er giggled. As for Qian Ran, she only regarded him as a young junior.

As for Qian Ran constantly staring at her body with that "appreciative" gaze, she didn't see anything wrong with it either. He was young, after all, and a playboy like Qian Ran at that. In a few more years, once he grew up, it would be fine.