Conquer the other worlds with abandon, they've fallen in love with me!

Liuli Chun's eyes reddened, but she did not back down.

She leaned forward slightly.

She pressed her lips against his collarbone, the movement very gentle.

After a pause, her lips moved down his fierce mouth, her fingers touching his belt.

I tried to solve it clumsily, but couldn't figure it out after a long time.

Lin Yu didn't help her; he simply waited quietly for her to untangle it. It took several minutes before she finally succeeded.

Then, Liuli Chun moved forward slightly, gently approaching Lin Yu.

She groaned softly, her forehead pressed against Lin Yu's shoulder, her fingers pinching the fabric of his back.

The study was quiet, with only the soft breathing of Ruri Tsubaki and the occasional rustling of fabric.

The candlelight flickered inside the lampshade, causing the overlapping shadows on the wall to sway.

Lin Yu placed his hand on her waist, without applying any force, just supporting her.

After a while, Liuli Chun straightened up, propping herself up on her arms, and looked down at Lin Yu.

Her eyes were still red, but her gaze was more steady than before.

"Master~" Liuli Chun said, her breath sweet as orchids.

"I would like to ask my master... to entrust all the daily tasks of serving you to me... not to be assigned to the other maids... but to be done entirely by myself, is that alright?"

Lin Yu's hand paused briefly at her waist:

Why did you have this idea?

Ruri Tsubaki's eyes flickered, she lowered her head, and her voice was muffled in her throat:

"I overheard some rumors... Luna is also serving her master... and the other maids share this desire..."

Her fingers gripped Lin Yu's collar, her voice growing softer and softer:

"I'm afraid of too many people..."

"Afraid I'll pay less attention to you?" Lin Yu gently pressed his finger on her waist.

Liuli Chun did not answer, but her silence itself was a form of acquiescence.

After a moment, she spoke again:

"This will slow down the progress... I want to finish collecting those words as soon as possible."

Lin Yu's hand slid down her waist, his voice tinged with amusement:

"You're so greedy, trying to monopolize your master? Well, let's see how hard you try."

Ruri Tsubaki's ears turned red, but she didn't look away.

She looked down at herself, then looked up again, her gaze falling on Lin Yu's face: "...I will try my best."

After saying that, she threw herself back into Lin Yu's arms.

Dudu's nose twitched slightly, forming a small arc.

The moonlight spilled down, setting off a carpet of silvery grains, and the warmth of the night rippled across her body.

Liuli Chun bit her lip, her hand supporting Lin Yu's chest, her breath blowing on his chin.

The candlelight flickered softly in the study, and Ruri Tsubaki's mind gradually went blank...

......

Luna's room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

The door wasn't closed completely, leaving a crack through which warm yellow candlelight leaked out.

Luna sat cross-legged on the bed, her hair still wet from her shower, water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair onto her shoulders and soaking the collar of her white shirt.

She was holding a dry towel in her hand, slowly drying her hair, her movements much slower than usual, as if she were thinking about something.

Durandal sat in the chair opposite her, also wearing a bathrobe, her long, wet golden hair draped over her shoulders.

She was much taller than Luna, and her legs were so long that her knees almost touched the edge of the bed when she sat down.

But her expression didn't match her height at all; her eyes were red-rimmed, and the tip of her nose was also red, making her look weak and timid.

His lips were pressed tightly together, as if he was holding back something and dared not speak.

Luna put down the towel, tilted her head to look at her: "So... you came to me because you want me to help you with something?"

Durandal shrugged, didn't answer immediately, her gaze drifted to the side and then back, her lips moving several times.

After several seconds, she finally spoke: "I...I want to get closer to Master Lin Yu..."

Luna stopped drying her hair, but didn't show any surprise.

"But I don't know how to bring it up..." Durandal's voice trailed off, "and I don't know what to do..."

Luna looked at her, and after a while asked, "Why did you have this idea?"

Durandal lowered her head, her long golden hair sliding down her shoulders and obscuring half of her face.

She was silent for a moment before speaking: "That day you and the master were in the study..."

Durandal's voice was muffled in her throat, as if it required great courage to speak it aloud:

"I was passing by and heard some noise. So I sat down at the door and listened for a while..."

She paused, then continued, "Just hearing your voices already..."

Luna's ears turned red for a moment, then she draped the towel over her knees and didn't move.

She recalled the scene in the study that day, the image of herself kneeling on the floor with Lin Yu's hand on her head.

She hadn't expected that Durandal would be there too, just across the door.

"So you are..." Luna carefully chose her words: "...want me to help you?"

Durandal nodded vigorously, her eyes reddening again, as if afraid of being rejected.

Luna looked at her for a while.

She could tell that Durandal really wanted to, but was also really scared. Her long, straight legs writhed nervously on the edge of the chair, her toes curling and relaxing.

She thought for a moment, then moved forward and whispered a few words in Durandal's ear.

Durandal's ears turned visibly red, from her earlobes to the tips.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but swallowed the words back down.

In the end, he simply nodded slightly.

Luna straightened up and patted the back of her hand: "Then it's settled. I'll be right back."

Durandal sat in the chair, her whole body tense, her face burning hot as if it were about to catch fire.

She nodded again, this time with more conviction than before.

......

The candlelight in the study flickered, the wick burst into a tiny flame, and hot lamp oil splashed out along with it.

Liuli Chun lay on Lin Yu's chest, her breathing not yet fully calm.

Her forehead was pressed against his collarbone, her fingers were gripping the fabric of his back, and her legs were still wrapped around his waist.

A few seconds later, she looked up at him.

Her eyes were still red, and there was a faint tooth mark on her lips.

She shifted, preparing to get off Lin Yu.

Just as he lifted his knee, there was a knock on the door.

Three knocks, one after another, neither too fast nor too slow.

Liuli Chun's body suddenly stiffened. She turned her head to stare at the door, then turned back to look at Lin Yu.

His face showed tension, and his lips moved silently, as if he were saying something.

Lin Yu's hand remained on her waist, and he turned his head towards the door, raising his voice: "Come in."