Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 55 Helping Xinxia Put on Stockings
In the early morning, Mo Xie broke free from the soft embrace of the girl and looked helplessly at the girl beneath him.

He suffered terribly last night; Ye Xinxia's hands were very restless, wandering all over his body.

In Ye Xinxia's words, "She would touch every place that woman had touched."

Sometimes her smooth, jade-like hands would touch some strange place, startling Mo Xie and keeping him awake for a long time.

After finally getting Ye Xinxia to sleep, Mo Xie was just about to drift off to sleep when he felt a pressure coming from his chest.

Ye Xinxia lay on Mo Xie's chest, clinging to him like an octopus.

Left with no other choice, Moye had to endure the oppressive feeling in her chest as she fell asleep.

As she drifted off to sleep, she felt a little short of breath. When she opened her eyes, she found herself being held in Ye Xinxia's arms.

Moye wanted to push her away, but was afraid of waking her, so she forced herself to fall asleep.

In short, due to a combination of difficulties, Mo Xie didn't get a good night's sleep at all.

After glancing at Ye Xinxia's adorable sleeping face and pinching her smooth, delicate cheek, Mo Xie went downstairs for his morning exercise.

Recalling what Tang Yue had said to him last night, Mo Xie chuckled.

Go to school? Absolutely not!
What's so great about school? Just listening to those teachers lecture almost makes me fall asleep. Sitting in my seat, all I can do is cultivate myself.

It's better to stay at home, where there's more space to practice magic and train my blacksmithing skills. It's much better than going to school.

After finishing her morning exercise, Mo Xie was making breakfast in the kitchen when the phone rang.

When I opened my phone, I saw that it was Ye Xinxia calling.

Not understanding why Ye Xinxia was calling him, Mo Xie pressed the answer button.

"Xinxia, ​​are you awake?"

Ye Xinxia's soft, sweet voice came through the phone.

"Brother Moye, could you please come to my room? There's something I'd like to ask for your help with."

"Something wrong? Okay, I'll be right there."

Upon hearing that something was amiss, Mo Xie washed her hands, temporarily put down the ingredients she was holding, and went upstairs.

"Xinxia, ​​is something wrong...?"

As Mo Xie opened the door to the room, she was about to speak when she was stunned by what she saw.

Ye Xinxia's face flushed red, and her beautiful eyes darted around, not daring to look directly at Mo Xie.

She wore the distinctive JK uniform of Mingwen Girls' High School, her black hair cascading down her back, her neck like a swan's, her breasts firm and prominent, her waist slender, and her long, fair legs exposed to the air, her delicate skin smooth and flawless.

Ye Xinxia's current outfit makes her look like a vibrant and energetic JK (high school girl) beauty.

She held two white over-the-knee socks in her hand, her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Xie with shyness.

She pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and then stammered out her words.

"Brother Moye, help Xinxia put on her stockings."

As soon as she finished speaking, she buried her head in her chest.

She hesitated for a long time before overcoming her shyness to do this.

After learning last night that there might be new competitors, Ye Xinxia felt a sense of urgency and crisis. She felt that she could no longer continue to defend and it was time to launch an attack.

So, she racked her brains last night and came up with the ambiguous idea of ​​wearing stockings.

The idea of ​​wearing stockings wasn't a whim; it was actually an old strategy she'd developed long ago, but had simply been forgotten.

When they were in elementary school, Mo Xie had clearly told Ye Xinxia and Mu Ningxue about his criteria for choosing a partner.

It was mainly said to Mu Ningxue, wanting her to give up; Ye Xinxia just happened to overhear it from the side.

She summarized Mo Xie's words simply, which boiled down to liking three things:

Older woman, legs, stockings!
However, after experiencing that incident at the age of twelve, Ye Xinxia noticed that Mo Xie had become somewhat indifferent to matters between men and women and never brought it up again.

But she believes it's not indifference, but rather something hidden deep within her heart that no longer needs to be shown.

As the younger sister, Ye Xinxia felt it was necessary to rekindle the thoughts that her brother should have at this age.

Thinking about it, she intertwined her two long, beautiful legs, and stretched one small leg out towards Mo Xie.

A charming smile curved her lips, her large, watery eyes gazing dreamily at Mo Xie as she spoke softly.

"Brother Moye, I'm not feeling well, could you help Xinxia put it on?"

It's so numbing, intoxicating, and exhilarating; it can't be more than that.

"This... okay."

Mo Xie frowned, thought for a long time, and finally sighed and agreed.

He stepped forward, took the white over-the-knee socks from Ye Xinxia's hand, half-squatted in front of her, and held one of her delicate jade feet on his lap.

White over-the-knee socks pierced through the glistening toes, gradually covering the ankles and extending smoothly down the calves.

The white stockings slid down past her knees to her thighs, then loosened easily, revealing their excellent elasticity.

"Mmm~" Sensing the touch of her fingertips sliding across her thigh, Ye Xinxia's delicate body trembled, and she let out a barely perceptible, adorable sound.

"Okay, let's switch to the other one."

Setting down her long, white legs, Mo Xie picked up her other jade-like foot and repeated the action.

Ye Xinxia bit her lower lip lightly, her breathing became slightly rapid, her cheeks flushed, and her beautiful eyes stared intently at Mo Xie's serious and handsome face.

Although she cannot walk normally, she still has sensation in her legs, and it is more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

Because she takes good care of herself, she is extremely confident in her long legs.

With the added touch of white over-the-knee socks, Ye Xinxia was convinced that Mo Xie would be captivated by her!

After helping Ye Xinxia put on her stockings, Mo Xie stood up and glanced at her beautiful white-stockinged legs a few times.

The white over-the-knee socks covered most of her legs, gradually revealing her natural leg color, which made her look even more beautiful and charming.

The mysterious area not covered by the pleated skirt is so captivating that it draws the eye and makes one want to explore it.

Ye Xinxia keenly sensed a faint gaze, and she was secretly delighted, squeezing her thighs together and rubbing them a few times.

Her delicate calves, encased in white silk stockings, lifted up and gently rubbed against Mo Xie's thigh.

"Don't make trouble."

Mo Xie grabbed Ye Xinxia's ankle and moved it off her thigh.

"I'm all dressed, let's go downstairs and get ready for dinner."

After saying that, Mo Xie turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Brother Moye."

Seeing that Mo Xie was about to leave, Ye Xinxia quickly called out to him, her mind filled with doubts.

How could this be? Why doesn't Brother Moye show any joy or excitement? This is completely different from what she imagined!

Shouldn't the next step be to stroke one's own legs?

Brother Moye showed no reluctance; instead, he turned and left without even glancing back.

Ye Xinxia refused to believe it. Did her brother Mo Xie really no longer love her?
Ye Xinxia's eyes were filled with resentment, wondering if she was not charming enough to catch Mo Xie's eye.

"Brother Moye, you have to carry me downstairs, the wheelchair is still downstairs."

"I'm sorry, I forgot."

Mo Xie slapped his forehead, realizing he had completely forgotten about it.

He walked up to Ye Xinxia, ​​slipped his left hand through her white-stockinged thigh, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and lifted her up in his arms.

what……

As Ye Xinxia walked down the stairs, she felt a warm, large hand hugging her thigh, and something felt off.

Because Ye Xinxia has difficulty moving around, Mo Xie often carries her, so she knows what that touch feels like.

Unlike his usual calm demeanor, Mo Xie's hands were noticeably stiff today, his fingers seeming somewhat unsure of what to do.

Ye Xinxia was taken aback, then smiled knowingly, realizing something.

She wasn't as calm as she seemed on the surface; she actually liked him a lot. Mo Xie, you're so annoying!

Knowing Mo Xie's true feelings, she buried her head in his broad chest, her two white silk-clad feet swinging lightly with joy.

"Hey, Xinxia, ​​don't move!"

Mo Xie gave a helpless reminder, not daring to look at those white legs, as they felt somewhat dazzling.

The smooth touch on his palm made him lose his senses, and Mo Xie didn't know what was wrong with him.

What no one knew was that, thanks to Ye Xinxia's god-like maneuver, Mo Xie's hidden attributes gradually awakened...

After breakfast, Mo Xie planned to take Ye Xinxia to school first, and then come back to cultivate properly.

"Xiao Fan, eat faster, or you'll be late for school!"

Mo Xie pushed out his bicycle and called back into the house.

"Come on, come on!"

"Okay, let's go first."

Mo Xie was stunned when the courtyard gate was opened, and Ye Xinxia was also stunned.

Outside the wooden door, a red car was parked, and a sophisticated urban woman dressed in an office lady uniform—a white shirt, pencil skirt, black stockings, and high heels—leaned against the car door.

Her foxy eyes were fixed on Mo Xie with a playful look, her red lips curved slightly, and she waved her jade hand with a smile.

Good morning, Mo Xie.

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