"Young master, are you tired from practicing your calligraphy? Shall I get you a cup of water?" A girl’s sweet cooing voice suddenly echoed in the room under the slightly yellow evening lamp.
UIYan Fei, immersed in practicing calligraphy, shivered, leaving a big blot on the paper. "What on earth are you up to? Can’t you see I’m writing! Can’t I get my own water when I’m thirsty? Right now, I’m not thirsty at all..."
Instantly turning around while speaking, he became tongue-tied, gaping at her for a while. Finally, he stuttered: "Wh-...what are you up to? Won’t that... blanket fall off?"
Upon hearing his words, the girl pretended to be shy, glanced down and gently supported the part of her chest that held up the blanket. "Don’t worry, young master, my chest is big enough!"
Yan Fei, who just said he was not thirsty at all, felt a sudden urge for a cup of cold water to quench his unexpected dry mouth.
Yes, at this moment, the girl was only wrapped in a white blanket, the blanket under her armpits draped over her chest and tied into a bow. Both shoulders and arms were exposed. The shortest part of the blanket didn’t even reach her knees due to the upper body covering too much, only slightly over the knees on the long side.
The girl’s usual ponytail was let loose, simply tied up behind. Several strands of hair fell to the sides of her slightly flushed cheeks. On the side of her head, at her temple, there was a bright red rose.
Perhaps she felt her behavior was too bold just now. Her cheeks flushed with a blush. The dim light disguised the worn spots on the blanket, making her seem like an enchanting lady in ancient attire.
"Umm..." Yan Fei tried to start the conversation awkwardly. "Can you not talk , and stop calling me young master?"
"Young master, don’t you think calling you ’young master’ adds a little romantic charm to our study time?" She maintained her flirtatious tone.
Indeed, this was the ’strategy’ devised by a certain girl, targeting a certain guy who is not afraid of hot water if he were a dead pig.
After pondering deeply and comparing the ’power values’ of both sides, she decided to abandon the brutal method of ’torture’, and adopt a more sophisticated and indirect ’interrogation’ method.
Hence, the ’Soft overcoming the Hard’ plan.
At first, the girl was somewhat shy, but Yan Fei’s retreat gave her courage. She even made the boldest move in her life, slightly tilting her body, stretching out a leg, and pulling the blanket up a bit. "Young master, isn’t it more attractive now?"
"Umm, but... why do I feel like you are... a temptress out of ’Investiture of the Gods’?" Yan Fei was at a loss for words. "You...this..."
Although he was still too young, he looked pretty much the same as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old due to his sudden growth in the past year. Being unexpectedly faced with this behavior from the girl, he didn’t know what to say for a moment and finally blurted out: "You... haven’t you been possessed by a temptress?"
"Young master, why would you think that! All I want to do is to serve the young master. Come on, young master, let me massage your shoulders." Having been stunned by his words, she bit her lip, walked two steps forward, and pushed him hard in the chest.
Her strength was like an ant shaking a tree compared to Yan Fei, but at this moment, his unmovable body even under a thousand catty rock, unexpectedly stumbled back under her gentle push, and sat down on the rattan chair behind him.
"I mean... why don’t you just say what you want to say? Don’t get pushy!" Yan Fei, lying half on the rattan chair and looking up at the girl, stumbled over his words even more.
"Oh my, young master, how can you say that!" With his retreat, the girl became increasingly assertive. She adjusted the blanket on her body, coyly tilted and sat on his thigh. "I’m afraid that if I don’t serve the young master well, he might not want me!"
It was normal for him to carry or hold this girl. But now it felt really odd. As soon as the girl sat on his lap, Yan Fei felt like he didn’t know where to put his hands and feet.
"What...what...what do you want to say, just say it, will you? Or else,watch out, I might..."
"What should I watch out for, young master, don’t scare me, I’m really timid!" While she spoke, she placed her hands on his shoulders. "I’m just afraid you won’t want me later! How about I give you a shoulder massage, young master? I’ve never served anyone before, do you think it’s okay..."
Her soft hand gently kneaded his shoulders. Although the force was no stronger than a mosquito’s, he just couldn’t bring himself to push her away.
"Just say it, stop playing tricks, I’m not falling for it!" Yan Fei’s face got red.
"Oh, young master, how can you say that! I just thought that you’ve grown up now and have your own secrets, you don’t tell me anything anymore, so I’m afraid you wouldn’t need me...." The girl got more into character the more she performed and was almost fully leaning onto ’young master’ — thank goodness, her big chest was holding the blanket, or else she’d fully lean over.
His ears were getting hot with her sweet cooing voice, "Alright, alright, what do you want to ask? Say it! Whatever you want to ask, I won’t hide anything! Will you please get off me, or else... I... I..."
"Young master, or else what?" She giggled beside his ear. "Since I’m already your girl, of course, you can do anything you want, young master you tell me, what do you want to do?"
Yan Fei was getting genuinely worried, although he had no strength, and felt soft all over, but some parts always worked differently: "I’ve already said you can ask anything, will you please get off me..."
She still wanted to continue to play the temptress, but suddenly she felt something hard under her body. She instantly turned red, realizing that she had overstepped a bit.
But she was afraid that if she got up now, all her efforts would be wasted. Biting her lip, she slightly arched her body upwards, and softly asked, "Young master, will you really answer any question I ask?"
After being interrogated once by his father today, Yan Fei decided it wouldn’t hurt to spill another secret. After all, he had nothing to lose, so he told her directly: "Alright, I’ll tell you. That ’Straw Hat Hero’ is me. Satisfied now? Will you please get off me?"