Chapter 45: Huh? Is It Me?
"This..." Lin Xuemei lay on her side, propped up by her elbow, turning to glance at the clothes beside her on the bed.
Wen Nan’s smile looked genuine and dependable, but the words that came from his mouth were anything but pure. “It gets dull always being so straightforward, doesn’t it? Why don’t we try something interesting today?”
Lin Xuemei’s gaze returned to the outfits by her hand—
The maid costume’s top seemed fairly modest, and though the white lace stockings paired with it were a touch provocative, they rose all the way to the tops of the thighs, which was still barely acceptable. The real problem was the skirt—it was so short it couldn’t even cover her underwear.
The schoolgirl uniform was even more outrageous, revealing absolutely everything that should be hidden, while the bow tie—a completely trivial accessory—was crafted meticulously.
As for the spaghetti-strap nightgown... wearing it or not made little difference; tying two strings over her shoulders would cover her more.
Finally, the black bunny-girl outfit, topped with fishnet stockings, seemed passable at first glance—she could barely accept it as a swimsuit, and it even fit her fondness for pink bunny motifs. But… the fluffy bunny tail at the back wasn’t attached to the panties. How exactly was it supposed to stay in place?
After surveying the options, Lin Xuemei knit her delicate brows and looked at Wen Nan, demanding, “Where did you get these things? How does someone your age even know about this stuff?”
She suspected Xiao Jiu had picked up a part-time job at some questionable establishment. If that were the case, it was her failure as an elder—not only had she failed to properly look after him, but her own moral decline had led him astray.
Seeing the seriousness in Lin Xuemei’s expression, Wen Nan chuckled softly. He braced himself on the edge of the bed, leaned in close, and pressed a gentle kiss to the crease between her brows.
“It’s not what you think. Don’t worry, I got all of these through perfectly legitimate means.”
The tender kiss quickly smoothed Lin Xuemei’s frown, but she still pressed him, uncertain, “Really?”
“Really,” Wen Nan replied with a grave look. “When have I ever lied to you?”
Lin Xuemei lowered her eyes, lost in thought.
Had this been two days earlier, Wen Nan would have felt helpless before the pensive Lin Xuemei, needing to resort to truth serum to guess what was on her mind.
But things were different now.
He had already shared in-depth moments with the woman before him, had tested her boundaries countless times, and had come to know her thoroughly, inside and out—
On the surface, Lin Xuemei maintained the dignified posture of an elder, like snow on a remote mountaintop, but beneath that exterior was a soul brimming with desire.
Wen Nan only needed to coax her to let go of her elder’s status, and he could speak directly to that candid, alluring spirit—a sweet little enchantress, honest and maddening.
So Wen Nan leaned in, kissing her earlobe, and whispered softly, “Sister, try it on for me, will you? I want to see.”
As expected, Lin Xuemei could not resist this move. Her defenses collapsed at once, and she sighed, “Just this once—never again.”
Wen Nan laughed quietly, “Alright.”
Lin Xuemei looked once more at the clothing by her hand, biting her lower lip, unable to decide.
...
[⁽⁽ƪ(•̩̩̩̩＿•̩̩̩̩)ʃ⁾⁾oh my god!!]
[(ಠ.̫.̫ಠ)]
[Black bunny girl]
[Black stockings +1]
[Black isn’t as good as white]
[White, of course]
[+10086]
[One vote for the schoolgirl uniform]
[Definitely the lace nightgown!!]
[Why choose just one? Why not try them all in rotation?]
...
“Um, this one then...” Lin Xuemei finally chose the set closest to her, the white lace maid costume.
There was no other reason—simply that, in terms of fabric coverage, it concealed the most.
Wen Nan saw through her thoughts at a glance, curled his lips, and said in a light tone, “Alright, this one it is.”
Lin Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly tensed again.
She lifted her hand, reaching for the maid costume’s top, but before her fingertips could brush the fabric, Wen Nan snatched it away.
He tossed both the top and the short skirt to the floor.
“You...” Lin Xuemei looked at him in confusion. “Weren’t we going with the maid outfit?”
Wen Nan smiled, “I said you’d wear the maid outfit, but I never said you had to wear the whole set.”
“Just this.”
With that, he picked up the two soft white thigh-high stockings from the edge of the bed and handed them to Lin Xuemei.
“Only these.”
...
[Oh my]
[Bingo]
[Unlocking the proper way to wear a maid outfit]
[The host really knows his stuff]
[I’m ready]
[Let the show begin]
...
In the end, Lin Xuemei still accepted the white stockings.
Wen Nan moved in, raising his hands to help her out of her nightdress...
...
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[Upholding the platform’s green and harmonious standards, all elements involving sexual content, violence, or gore are automatically blocked...]
[The livestream for One Night Nine Times has been closed. Now switching to highlights from the past 24 hours of the stream...]
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[Enjoy watching!]
...
[?]
[?]
[???]
[Again?!]
[Can’t they manage at all?]
[Heh, I knew it would end this way. This time I resisted the urge to tip.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, after all my time lurking in every streaming room and seeing countless streams, this is the first host I’ve seen who gets censored so easily.]
[I hereby name you: God of the Ban]
[A horror escape game, yet the stream gets censored for sexual content every day—is this appropriate?]
[Appropriate or not, we’re just stuck here waiting anyway.]
[Waiting]
[Lurking]
...
The complaints in the streaming chat did nothing to dampen Wen Nan’s pleasure.
Four and a half hours later, he climbed out of bed, feeling perfectly refreshed.
This time, everything had gone smoothly.
In a moment of passion, he’d called Lin Xuemei “Little Chalk,” and she, voice trembling, had called him “Daddy.”
9527: [Main Quest 3, current completion: 60%]
On his way back to the school, Wen Nan checked his quest progress with satisfaction. There was still half the allotted time left—over five hours—more than enough to pursue the last target.
He was just contemplating this when, suddenly, a bright red fireball appeared in his line of sight.
It shot toward him like a ball of lightning, growing from a small orange spark into a blazing mass, until, just as it was about to hit his face, Wen Nan finally saw it clearly—
It was no fireball at all, but a little firecracker of a girl, her whole body wreathed in flames!
Everyone knows that normal humans cannot breathe fire, so this definitely wasn’t real flame.
Drawing on years of experience with the mentally unhinged, Wen Nan deduced that this must be the little firecracker’s wrath.
Goodness.
How had she gotten so angry in just three days?
Who had upset her?
From a distance, the little firecracker pointed at Wen Nan and shouted, “You big idiot! I finally found you! You’re dead meat today!”
Wen Nan: ?
Huh? Me?