I have a lot of dating skills.

Huo Yingxi casually withdrew her foot as if swatting away a mosquito, and gently asked Xin Yu to leave.

Xin Yu hesitated, "Is she alright?"

"Don't worry, Jiamin is tough and will be fine," Huo Yingxi said calmly.

Seeing that she had already said that, Xin Yu stopped worrying about it. Anyway, the girl named Bei Jiamin didn't have good intentions towards him, so there was no need to care so much.

After the two went down the escalator, the little girl, who had been so frightened that she forgot to cry, finally came to her senses and hurriedly ran to Bei Jiamin's side, anxiously shaking her body.

With the little girl's efforts, Bejamin slowly woke up. Seeing that they were gone, she quickly crawled out of the Pikachu, clenched her fists, and looked determined.

"Sister Yingxi, wait for me, I will definitely save you!"

Xin Yu and Huo Yingxi rode the escalator to the second floor and saw Kumamon holding a bunch of lollipops at the supermarket entrance, distributing them to the little girls around her. The little girls were all very excited after receiving the lollipops.

Kumamon seemed to notice their gaze, glanced in their direction, and waved at them.

Xin Yu ignored her and continued downstairs with Huo Yingxi. They had been chased all the way, and although it turned out to be a misunderstanding, Xin Yu couldn't possibly be completely unperturbed. He had absolutely no good feelings towards these three doll-like figures.

Moreover, there's no guarantee that they aren't in league with Fuou.

Thinking about it carefully, the behavior of these people is very strange. In such a large shopping mall, a group of little girls were bullied to the point of crying. This is abnormal in itself. In this day and age, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. It would be easy to catch a bad guy.

Moreover, the fact that the mascots were running and chasing each other inside the mall without any security personnel coming to stop them suggests either lax management or that the mascots knew the person in charge and that their behavior was tacitly approved.

The former is unlikely, since this is the city center and the shopping mall with the highest foot traffic. The latter is more likely, which could explain why they were able to act recklessly in the mall.

Xin Yu suddenly had a thought: Could that Fu Ou also know the person in charge of the mall?

She was the culprit who bullied the little girl, yet the security forces turned a blind eye to it, allowing three girls dressed in mascot costumes to arrest her. Perhaps the mall's owner saw it as just a farce by the younger generation, or perhaps these mascots were playing a game of hide-and-seek.

Xin Yu's eyes lit up. If that's the case, then the mall owner and the three doll girls might all know the true identity of the Lucky Doll Girl.

Xin Yu turned to look at Huo Yingxi and thought to himself, Huo Yingxi knows Bei Jiamin, and Fu Ou also knows Huo Yingxi. They are probably in the same circle. Even if they are not familiar with each other, they have met. In the end, we will have to rely on Huo Yingxi to find out the identity of Fu Ou.

"Master, are you alright?" Huo Yingxi asked with concern when she saw Xin Yu staring at her absentmindedly.

"It's nothing." Xin Yu shook his head and said with a warm smile, "Yingxi, you didn't have breakfast, are you hungry? Let's go back to my house and make something ourselves."

Huo Yingxi was taken aback, and then nodded gently, saying softly, "Master, please rest assured, Yingxi will protect you."

Hmm? I'm not scared... But never mind, it's good that you're willing to come back with me.

Xin Yu was determined to get something out of Huo Yingxi today, no matter what.

The two walked out of the mall. The sun was blazing outside, and they didn't plan to go anywhere else. Xin Yu simply called a ride-hailing service. As for the ingredients for today's meal, they would have to order them online when they got back.

To get to the car, they had to go to the street outside. They found through a mobile app that the driver would arrive in a few minutes. Xin Yu led Huo Yingxi across the square.

Suddenly, he stopped and saw a panda sitting in front of a milk tea shop not far away, drinking milk tea.

Noticing Xin Yu and his group, the panda's gaze swept over them. When she saw Huo Yingxi, she was slightly surprised. Then she nodded to Xin Yu, as if to express her apology.

Xin Yu thought to herself that she did indeed know Huo Yingxi, but why didn't she come up to greet her? Was it because they weren't familiar with each other?

Huo Yingxi also noticed the panda man at this moment, her eyes filled with a hint of hostility, and she shielded Xin Yu behind her.

Xin Yu was speechless. So he really intended to protect me?

Under the panda's astonished gaze, Xin Yu quickly led Huo Yingxi away.

After arriving home, Xin Yu sat down on the sofa, took out her phone to order takeout, and looked up to see Huo Yingxi placing the bag she was carrying on the coffee table. She was taken aback.

"Why did you buy these things?" Xin Yu asked curiously.

Huo Yingxi took out some clothes and said, "As a maid, I must cater to my master's preferences. What color stockings do you prefer, master? Black? White? Or pink?"

Upon hearing this, Xin Yu couldn't help but scrutinize her figure. Huo Yingxi wasn't wearing a maid outfit at the moment, but only an ordinary dress. Her chest was bulging, and two outlines could be vaguely seen from behind. Her calves were exposed below, and they were very straight with perfect calf shapes.

If it's a maid outfit, even a section of the thigh will be exposed, which will arouse people's imagination.

Imagining her legs walking around the house in various stockings, Xin Yu found that she couldn't resist them at all. Besides, without stockings, her long legs were simply eye-catching. Perhaps it would be better if she wore them?

"...Then let's take turns wearing them."

Xin Yu muttered to himself, temporarily ignoring why he had assumed Huo Yingxi was a maid.

"Yingxi understands." Putting down the stockings, Huo Yingxi picked up two sets of clothes, her face apologetic: "Yingxi only found this bunny girl dress and Lolita dress, so please bear with it for now. Yingxi will buy the rest online."

Xin Yu swallowed hard and quickly said, "Uh, that's enough, no need to spend money. By the way, what are you planning to do with those whips and candles?"

Whips, candles... Xin Yu couldn't help but admit that he was being wicked; the images that came to mind were all from a hot Tokyo summer.

Huo Yingxi explained, "This is Yingxi's punishment for herself. If she still fails to complete the task next time, the punishment will be doubled!"

After a pause, she smiled at the stunned Xin Yu: "Master was frightened today, so Yingxi will punish herself and put on a performance to relieve your psychological pressure. Please watch the performance now."

"Perform!" Xin Yu's eyes widened, his heart pounding.

Huo Yingxi acted immediately. She lit a red candle, lifted her long skirt, raised her beautiful long legs and placed them on the coffee table, then moved the red candle above her thighs and tilted it slightly.

As the fire heated the candle, it melted rapidly, creating a slightly enchanting atmosphere.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: An ASMR Show

Heated by the fire, the red candle melted rapidly, and crystal-clear liquid droplets fell.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Like a flawless white jade stone, stained by mud, it not only does not lose its charm, but also gives people a sense of desecrating the sacred beauty.

Each drop of red liquid, carrying its high temperature, made the girl shiver slightly.

She endured it and accepted the punishment.

Xin Yu stared in astonishment at the scene before him: a refined and elegant girl, holding a red candle, her face flushed, dripping the melted wax onto her thigh—a sight that deeply moved him.

Seeing Xin Yu staring intently at her, Huo Yingxi felt gratified. As a maid, she had a duty to comfort her master and help him recover when he was frightened.

Finding the performance to be effective, Huo Yingxi switched the candle to her left hand and picked up the whip with her right.

This whip, made of a unique material, was one she had searched for a long time to find. When it struck the skin, it wouldn't cause serious damage, only leaving red welts—a rare and valuable tool for punishment. Unfortunately, the owner was unwilling to do it himself.

A pang of regret flashed through her mind, and Huo Yingxi cracked the whip again, but this time the whip was caught by a large hand.

Huo Yingxi turned her head and looked at her master with a puzzled expression.

Xin Yu took a breath and said in a deep voice, "That's enough. It won't look good if you leave whip marks."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yingxi had no choice but to stop, but she thought to herself: My master likes my legs and doesn't want any scars on them, so I must take good care of my legs in the future.

Seeing that she was willing to stop, Xin Yu sat down with a sigh of relief. He felt as if he had collapsed. God knows how much pressure he had been under just now to resist the urge to snatch the whip and candle and do it himself.

It was terrifying. He wasn't a sadist, but for a moment, Xin Yu almost felt like he was awakening. He didn't want to become strange.

And then there's Huo Yingxi. Xin Yu's understanding of her was once again refreshed. She was actually able and willing to do such a thing for him, just to comfort him.

To be honest, Xin Yu's feelings were somewhat complicated. On one hand, he was touched and felt a faint joy at being liked, but on the other hand, he felt that Huo Yingxi shouldn't be like this, and that Huo Yingxi's hobbies were ultimately not the right path.

Her dedication moved Xin Yu, who also felt that he should think of her and guide her back to the right path.

But another voice was telling Xin Yu that people have different hobbies, and was it really okay to interfere with Huo Yingxi's interests? Wasn't that a kind of selfishness?

Several thoughts swirled and tangled in Xin Yu's mind, and he closed his eyes in frustration.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and Xin Yu felt his face buried in a soft place. A pair of delicate hands gently stroked his head, as if a mother were comforting her child.

The girl's voice was gentle: "Don't worry, Yingxi will protect her master."

Xin Yu paused for a moment, and all sorts of chaotic thoughts were swept away, and his mood calmed down for the first time.

Sniffing, Xin Yu caught a peculiar fragrance and suddenly realized where his face was buried. His face flushed, and he quickly struggled out of Huo Yingxi's embrace.

Under Huo Yingxi's surprised gaze, Xin Yu changed the subject in a serious tone: "I forgot to ask you, were you very familiar with that Bei Jiamin today?"

When asked by her master, Huo Yingxi suppressed her surprise and replied, "Jiamin is the younger sister of my former maid, Alian. She goes to the same school as us and is in the third year of junior high."

"You two are very close?" Xin Yu asked again. The former maid's sister, but judging from Bei Jiamin's attitude towards Huo Yingxi, it seems that the two are very close. At least Bei Jiamin values ​​Huo Yingxi.

“Jia Min studies at our school. Her home is quite far away, so A Lian asked me to take care of her. Currently, Jia Min is living at my house.” Huo Yingxi revealed her relationship with Bei Jia Min in detail.

Xin Yu asked worriedly, "If she hears you calling me like that, aren't you worried she'll tell your family?"

In fact, this was what Xin Yu was really worried about. When Bei Jiamin heard Huo Yingxi call her "master," she immediately assumed that she had trained Huo Yingxi and even threatened to teach her a lesson. If it were Huo Yingxi's family, they would probably want to kill her.

Moreover, Xin Yu couldn't explain why he was forced to become the master, because he had indeed agreed to be Huo Yingxi's master to thank her. He originally thought it was just a joke, perhaps a momentary interest, but Huo Yingxi's attitude seemed to indicate that she sincerely regarded him as her master.

Huo Yingxi's expression turned serious. It seemed that her thinking was not completely subjugated; at least she understood that what happened to her should not be known to her family.

After a while, Huo Yingxi said seriously, "Please rest assured, Master, Jiamin will not reveal my secret, but she may try to harass you."

Huo Yingxi frowned.

Xin Yu's worry turned to joy. "I'm not worried about that. As long as she doesn't spread our story around, it's fine. Let her target me if she wants. She can't really kill me."

Although it's unclear why Huo Yingxi was confident that Bei Jiamin wouldn't tell anyone, Huo Yingxi must have known the seriousness of the matter and wouldn't let herself be lied to on this point.

Xin Yu was finally relieved. As for Bei Jiamin, what was there to be afraid of in a middle school girl? He hadn't even settled accounts with her for what happened today.

“Master, if Jiamin comes to cause you trouble, please be sure to tell me.”

Huo Yingxi gave her instructions, seemingly somewhat worried.

"Okay, I understand."

Xin Yu gave a perfunctory answer. Of course, he couldn't tell Huo Yingxi that not only was he being bullied by a little girl, but he was also trying to get backed by someone powerful? Did Xin Yu think he was no longer a man?

Huo Yingxi gave him a deep look and then said nothing more.

After breakfast, Xin Yu saw Huo Yingxi off. With a girl staying at home, he felt restless and couldn't help but have impure thoughts.

Just after seeing Huo Yingxi off, Zhao Weijing sent him a message complaining that she was very depressed because her family had assigned her many tasks and she couldn't go out.

Xin Yu offered a few words of insincere comfort, then made an excuse to get busy.

I'm completely free today!

buzz~

The sudden vibration of his phone seemed to be mocking him.

Xin Yu picked up his phone and sighed. It turned out that a fan of "The Voice of China" was urging him to get back to work.

"Do you have any ice cream at home? Lollipops will do too, or if all else fails, use your fingers. Suck on them and make a 'ma cha' sound, and record it with the equipment I gave you."

Damn it!