The package has assigned me way too many objects.

I was supposed to poop with her last night, but Yu Tang called me to sleep with her, so now I can only poop during my afternoon study time.

Chu Yinan suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Where is Yutang? Where is she?"

"Sister Yutang went to the gym to run, and Sister Diliya went with her."

Nobody here? Then go ahead and transform!

Seeing Xiao Chunan's sudden change from relief to excitement, Chun said softly:

"Little Chunan, you wouldn't be thinking of doing something bad to Marissa, would you?"

“Nonsense! What bad things could I possibly do!” Chu Yinan said righteously and incorruptibly.

"Tch." The little maid retorted, her eyes filled with disbelief, recalling her own painful experience. "I think you just wanted to fold Marissa up like this, make her lie on her stomach like that, and then hold her upside down like that..."

Chu Yinan was speechless for a moment, lacking the confidence to refute Chun, and could only give up the tug-of-war and back down:

"Give me the fruit platter, I'll take it upstairs for you! I need to hurry up and review."

Chu Yinan was stopped by Chun as soon as he walked over.

Chun thought that if Xiao Chunan grew bigger, she could go up and play too, but she still had to keep the excuse of delivering fruit, otherwise it would be too obvious to just go in directly.

She protected the fruit platter, blinked, and made up an excuse:

"No! What if you break the plate? There's no fruit left in the house!"

Chu Yinan looked at Chun with disdain and pity. What kind of experience could make her so afraid of smashing plates?

"Do you think I'm like you? Fine, you can carry it then. I'll go upstairs first, so you don't break the plate and blame me later."

Chun watched Chu Yinan go upstairs. After hearing the door close, she couldn't help but recall the two-hour misunderstanding that happened when she went to persuade Chu Yinan last weekend. Her fair face flushed red.

She put down the plate, quickly washed her face to cool it down, and made sure her face looked normal. Then she poured three glasses of water and placed them on a tray before taking them upstairs along with the lunch fruit.

Chapter 132 suggests letting Chun watch from the sidelines.

When Chun entered the room, Chu Yinan had grown up and was sitting on the bed, reading a book with Marisa around a small table on the bed. Next to him were the clothes he had pulled off, but Marisa's were not among them.

It's easy to imagine what state Chu Yinan was in while reviewing and reading with Marissa.

Chun was mentally prepared for Xiao Chunan to grow up, but the moment she walked in and saw the scene on the bed, she still felt like she had walked into the wrong movie set.

A girl in a short school uniform sat there reading a book, looking cute and well-behaved. But next to her was a muscular young man sitting cross-legged. The window was open, and the afternoon sun shone on him, making the angular lines of his muscles look particularly attractive.

But no matter how charming she is, frankly speaking, she still doesn't have clothes.

Not a single one!

"Even if you're just reading, Da Chu Nan, please put on some clothes. You look so strange!" Chun placed the tray on the desk, then took off her slippers and climbed onto the bed.

She instinctively moved closer to Chu Yinan, but then suddenly felt it wasn't right. Pretending not to care, she moved over to Marissa's side, trying to cover it up.

"I don't have any large-sized clothes," Chu Yinan explained, speaking with remarkable self-assurance about his lack of any clothing.

"Didn't you hide a suit?"

A suit? What the hell is a suit?

Chu Yinan recalled that he had approached Marissa and Mo Yushu, the busty photo model, while wearing a suit and dog skin. It was too long ago, he had forgotten. One should not remember things from ten days ago.

"It's too dangerous to hide it at home. What if Aunt Liu decides to find it one day? The same goes for other everyday clothes. It's impossible to prepare a new set every time before changing clothes. We can only let our skin breathe more fresh air."

"You've really come up with all sorts of creative ways to describe not wearing clothes..."

The little maid clicked her tongue and shook her head, as if she wanted to see her master's homework. She moved closer to Chu Yinan, leaned over to look at his books, her beautiful silver hair falling down. She secretly took another breath, smelling Chu Yinan's scent, but then she felt guilty and nervously stole a glance at Marissa.

"Did you figure something out?" Chu Yinan asked, noticing Chun's shifting gaze.

She's probably still feeling guilty about cheating last week, and there's a reason why she's feeling guilty.

This is not to say that Chu Yinan is trying to absolve himself of responsibility. While there was certainly an element of misunderstanding at the beginning, let's set aside that misunderstanding for now and place the responsibility for instigating the criminal intent on Chu Yinan. Then we can't blame him for what happened later.

This silver-haired, voluptuous girl is quite proactive. I heard that the school on Glory Island offers an elective course in horseback riding. I wonder if Chun has ever taken riding lessons.

"It's very simple, not difficult at all. Just do the example problems a couple of times, and then take a look at the variations, and you'll be fine." The silver-haired maid was very confident about this, and she wasn't just boasting.

Chu Yinan immediately declared his intention to slack off: "I think so too. I've already looked at and done the example problems once, and I think it's time to take a break!"

Marissa couldn't believe it:

"Xiao Chunan's attitude towards learning is too perfunctory. He's only been sitting for five minutes! Why is he already taking a break?"

After being criticized by Marissa, Chu Yinan felt embarrassed and decided to study a little longer.

The reason he's so impetuous is mainly because his understanding is too simplistic. This isn't arrogance; his basic intelligence is what it is after he leaves Turing Tower. Plus, the real pressure of academic competition is in the senior year of high school, so he, as a second-year high school student, has a really easy time.

Even in games, few people are willing to go through the beginner levels dozens of times to review them.

After another ten minutes of hard work, Chu Yinan got up and drank the lemon juice that Chun had brought him in one gulp. His face was scrunched up like a chrysanthemum from the sourness, and it was incredibly sour.

He said, "Chun, I've run into a problem. Take a look."

"Oh, there's a problem. I'll solve it! I'll have to teach Da Chu Nan." Chun was very happy to hear that there was something to do.

Chu Yinan gave her a thought-provoking question, which is essentially an advanced question beyond the curriculum. It was designed to stimulate her interest and see if she had any potential math prodigies. Naturally, the difficulty level was such that even the answer might not be understandable.

Before giving it to Chun, he even crossed out the words "thought question" and treated it as a regular question.

Chun's skills were certainly good, but she was dumbfounded after reading the question—she couldn't understand it! No, she had already made the promise, she had to solve it!

Chu Yinan sat next to her, pretending to be looking at the questions with her, seriously discussing and concentrating on studying, but in reality, his hands had already restlessly taken hold of the maid's white-stockinged little feet.

Her toes were delicate and adorable, her arches were beautifully curved, and her feet had a silky smooth feel. Even a simple movement of her toes from the soles of her feet to her calves sent a wave of happiness through her brain.

Chu Yinan had always wanted to criticize the Lefève family's maid skirts—they were too long! But these conservative long skirts proved incredibly convenient and discreet at this moment.

His hand slipped under Chun's skirt; what he was doing was known only to him and the person involved.

Chun had only just begun to understand the question when Chu Yinan rendered her unable to think straight. She glared at Chu Yinan fiercely, her cheeks practically bleeding.

Touching her foot is one thing, but why... and it was Marissa who was nearby!

Jun's mind drifted back to the various stories she had heard from her senior maids, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

Chu Yinan is trying to use her past as leverage to force her to accept all sorts of shameful things step by step!

No, this can't go on. I'll be even more ashamed to face Marissa!

Fortunately, Jun remembered the comments her senior maids made about this kind of plot: it's useless to just compromise and beg for forgiveness. She should have confessed and admitted her mistakes earlier when she was being manipulated step by step!

That's right, admit your mistake!

Chun closed the book, her face flushed with shame and indignation. Her mind was filled with a dramatic, self-constructed aura. She said to Marissa:

"Marisa, I have something to tell you!"

"...Uh? You...you say it." Marissa was stunned by Chun's imposing aura.

And why is Chun's face so red, with tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes? How could she cry over a single question?

"I...I...I did something I'm sorry for, just last week!" Chun's pink lips pouted in grievance, as if she were the one who had suffered injustice.

Although she was ashamed, in order to prove her sincerity, she gave a rather detailed account of the situation, almost to the point of making a police report, stating how many times, how many minutes, and whether any props were used.

"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean for Xiao Chunan to misunderstand!"

Marissa was deeply shocked after hearing this, both by the process of how the "misunderstanding" arose and by the process itself.

At first, the nun was unhappy about Chun's infidelity, but as she listened, she became more and more engrossed in other details.

"Um... Chun, what's it like to hug someone upside down?"

Chu Yinan was suddenly betrayed by Chun, so he had no choice but to plan his escape route:

“Marisa, look how sad Chun is. But let’s do it again, so she can feel at peace and your doubts will be answered.”

pure:?

Marissa: ?

Chapter 133 Pure: Why wasn't it me being held?

To be honest, Chu Yinan didn't really like gagging Marissa and preventing her from speaking; not being able to hear her humming was a great pity.

If those strange and unusual outfits provide an attack speed boost to the male character, then Marissa's voice is practically a treasure of that caliber, capable of maximizing Chu Yinan's critical hit rate and attack speed.

But Marissa prefers to remain silent during intimate moments, perhaps because she's afraid of the pain of injections.

"Don't let go and make Marissa fall down." Chun sat on the bed urging, her face flushed, her toes curled up under her white stockings. Watching her little master and her best friend repeat her previous "crimes," Chun felt very ashamed. She didn't want to look in that direction, but her attention kept wandering there.

Chu Yinan held Marisa's waist firmly, as he was also very afraid of Marisa falling. So he didn't move too far from the bed, but pulled the engineering office chair over and sat down next to the bed. That way, even if he lost his grip, Marisa would at most fall onto the bed.

Although the suggestion was initially proposed by Chu Yinan, it later became Marisa's own idea, and she was also curious about how Chun had been manipulated by her brother.

Chu Yinan asked with concern:

"Marisa, are you feeling dizzy or anything? If you feel unwell, please tell me."

The silver-haired maid over there gave a resentful snort:

“They cared so much about Marissa that they turned me around without saying a word back then.”

Chu Yinan felt slightly embarrassed and didn't know how to respond, so he pretended not to hear.

As a nun, Marissa normally wouldn't need to practice handstands or similar movements, but since dance was an elective course at school, and she had some basic skills, she quickly adapted to the dizzying feeling.

It's quite a unique perspective to see things from this angle. Chu Yinan keeps poking her cheeks and patting her nose, but he's not doing it on purpose.

Marissa took off the hair tie from her wrist and simply tied her drooping hair back to avoid looking like a crazy woman. Her cheek was pressed against Chu Yinan's small head, and her cheeks were a little red, whether from the heat or embarrassment, it was hard to tell. She stuck out her little tongue and swallowed.

"Don't worry... I'm just as good as Chun, but I still feel a bit worried. I'm afraid I'll fall to the ground and hit my head, which will hurt a lot..."

Hearing her say that, Chu Yinan had a wicked idea. He gently let go of her arm. Marissa was worried about falling, but now that she felt the drop, her body reacted instinctively. Her two plump legs, covered in white stockings, hurriedly looked for something to hold them in place and clamped onto Chu Yinan's neck. Her white-stockinged feet also frantically rubbed against his head.

"You're being naughty!" Marissa said angrily. Even though Chu Yinan had already held her tighter, Marissa was still shaken and dared not relax her beautifully fleshy thighs for fear of falling to the ground.

Chu Yinan quickly apologized: "Hehe~ I'm sorry, I was just joking. But I held on tight, so you won't fall to the ground... Marissa, you'll get dizzy if you stay upside down for too long, let's finish this soon."

"......Um."

The girl responded softly, but being upside down really affected her thinking, and she didn't immediately realize how to "finish it sooner".

Chu Yinan had to remind her, "Hey, Marissa, open your mouth and say 'ah~'."