I have a lot of dating skills.

Lying in Xin Yu's arms, she was drunk.

"Sister Yingxi, you go first."

"No need, you go first."

"Oh, then I'll go in."

Someone came in from next door; it was Bei Jiamin's voice.

The two held their breath, listening intently to the sounds around them, not daring to make a sound. Outside, Huo Yingxi was pushing the door to their cubicle, but the weight of the two of them held it in place, preventing her from opening it.

Huo Yingxi knew there was someone inside, so she didn't push the door open again, but waited for Bei Jiamin to come out.

After Bei Jiamin left, Huo Yingxi came in. However, neither of them discovered the secret hidden next door. The two, who were keeping the secret together, felt a mix of tension and something else entirely.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Xin Yu suddenly woke up. Looking at the woman in his arms, he broke out in a cold sweat, wondering what he had done.

Looking down at Zhao Fei, who was nestled docilely in his arms, her eyes half-closed in comfort, smiling like a sweet kitten, Xin Yu felt a strange sensation. He felt like he had tamed a tigress, but he was completely clueless about how to handle their relationship afterwards.

How exactly did things turn out this way?

As Xin Yu thought back, his head started to ache more and more. It started with this bad woman bullying him, and he couldn't stand it, so he fought back. In the process of competing with her, sparks flew between them. If the circumstances hadn't been different, Xin Yu really suspected that he would have fought with her all the way to bed.

Fortunately, things hadn't gotten to the point of no return. Ultimately, it was Zhao Fei's fault that things had turned out this way, so although Xin Yu felt a little embarrassed, he didn't feel guilty.

He placed the wicked woman on the toilet. She was a little tired and was still resting with her eyes closed. Xin Yu's gaze lingered on her delicate face for a while before he pushed open the door and left.

"That heartless little bastard, he really abandoned me."

Not long after Xin Yu left, Zhao Fei opened her eyes, her demeanor languid, muttering a slight hint of dissatisfaction in her voice. She stretched, feeling a sense of fullness and complete comfort throughout her body.

"So this is the benefit of being close to him. You can't escape my grasp, Xin Yu."

For some reason, Consort Zhao kept smiling like an aunt.

As Xin Yu walked down the mountain, he suddenly felt a chill. He glanced back at the mountaintop and quickly sped up his descent.

Chapter 41 What's the difference between an early morning raid and a night raid?

In the afternoon, after traveling for two hours straight, Xin Yu finally returned home. Exhausted, he lay down on the sofa, temporarily trying not to think about anything related to the wicked woman Zhao Fei.

However, Xin Yu then noticed the marks on his pants, his face darkened, and he quickly took off his pants. No wonder people had been staring at him with trepidation all the way here; now he knew the reason.

Xin Yu was very fortunate that no one knew him.

Xin Yu was surprised to find that Zhao Fei was quite good at breaking down defenses. The two-hour journey from the scenic area back home must have left her sweaty.

Then Xin Yu thought of Consort Zhao, wondering how she would get back.

"Master? What are you doing?"

The sudden noise startled Xin Yu. He turned around and saw Huo Yingxi carrying a fresh watermelon out of the kitchen. She looked at him with a puzzled expression when she saw that he wasn't wearing pants.

Xin Yu instinctively pulled his pants over his knees to cover himself, and said with an awkward laugh, "It's a bit hot. By the way, what brings you here?"

Didn't she go on a trip with her family? How come she got home faster than me?

Huo Yingxi's gaze fell on the pants, and she gave him a meaningful look. She then walked over with the watermelon in her hand, placed it in front of him, and said, "I went out with my family today. There wasn't much to do at the scenic spot, but the watermelons there were very sweet, so I wanted to buy one for you to try."

Xin Yu looked embarrassed: "Just leave it here, you can go back to your room first!"

Huo Yingxi nodded and went into the room.

Xin Yu took a breath, ran to the balcony, took down a pair of dry pants, put them on, and then threw the original pair into the washing machine.

"Master, is it ready?"

Huo Yingxi's voice came from the room, asking a question.

Xin Yu coughed lightly and replied, "What do you mean, 'good' or 'not good'? What are you talking about? I didn't do anything."

"Na Yingxi is out."

Huo Yingxi came out of the room with a piece of paper in her hand. The handwriting on it was still quite fresh, obviously just written.

Xin Yu was taken aback.

Huo Yingxi walked up to him, glanced down at the pants he had just changed into, then handed him a sheet of paper and said, "These are the tasks Yingxi just wrote down. Master, please choose one and give it to Yingxi to complete."

"I don't need it..."

Just as he was about to refuse her, Xin Yu noticed Huo Yingxi's gaze and immediately shut his mouth. Don't be fooled by Huo Yingxi's seemingly obedient demeanor; she is actually quite cunning. Last time, Xin Yu was forced to perform a master's task by her. If he refused this time, Huo Yingxi might make use of the pants he had taken off!

"Let me see what the mission is first."

Deciding to stall the other party for now, Xin Yu took the paper over, and saw that it contained three tasks, just like last time.

Task 1: Stay overnight and spend a wonderful night with your owner, fostering a bond between you and your owner.

Task Two: No toilet breaks allowed for at least 24 hours to build your endurance. If you succeed, you will be rewarded with being led by your owner for one hour.

Task 3: Good morning, Master. Arrive at the Master's bedside one morning, affectionately wake the Master, and provide care services.

After reading it, Xin Yu asked suspiciously, "Yingxi, are you sure these tasks are reasonable?"

He had actually wanted to ask this for a long time. For example, this mission, spending the night with the master, is it really not about sleeping with him? The second one is even more outrageous. This isn't about training endurance; it's practically a form of discipline for the masochist.

Huo Yingxi confidently said, "These are all experiences that Yingxi gained from the maids. Yingxi found that if you sleep with the maids, they will be very grateful to you. The second task also has its rationale. As a maid, you have to be available at any time and ready to serve your master. Therefore, patience is very necessary."

Xin Yu looked at Huo Yingxi with the eyes of someone looking at a pervert, feeling a pang of sympathy for her maids. It must have been tough for them to have such an employer.

However, the first task is actually quite normal. As a maid, being able to sleep with her master can be seen as a form of recognition and a symbol of friendship. However, if the master and the maid are of different genders, then things will turn out differently.

Therefore, Xin Yu cannot choose the first option, and the second option is even less likely.

Xin Yu's gaze fell on the last task. If he had to choose, he would prefer this one, but the last task, 'providing care services,' was a bit jarring.

Xin Yu casually asked, "What kind of care will be provided for the third task?"

"Wake them up, help them get dressed, and prepare a hearty breakfast for their master."

Xin Yu nodded upon hearing this, "Then I'll choose this one."

He figured he couldn't refuse anyway, so he'd choose the less bad option. The wake-up call was fine, and as for dressing him, as long as he slept fully clothed, he wouldn't face any awkward situations. Finally, the maid was busy making breakfast, and after breakfast, he'd go to school, so there was no time to do anything else.

Huo Yingxi glanced at the task and nodded, "Yingxi understands. Tomorrow, I will provide wake-up service for my master."

Xin Yu added, "Since that's the case, you'll have to get up early tomorrow. I think you're tired today, so go home and rest early."

After seeing Huo Yingxi off, Xin Yu smiled, feeling confident that this time things would definitely not go wrong.

That night, Xin Yu went to bed early, planning to get up early the next day.

At six o'clock in the morning, before everyone was awake, Huo Yingxi arrived at Xin Yu's house, took out her key, and went inside.

She changed into a maid outfit in the living room, along with the black stockings from that day. With light steps, Huo Yingxi entered the room and came to Xin Yu, who was still fast asleep.

Looking at her sleeping master's face, Huo Yingxi couldn't help but feel a surge of maternal love. She recalled her childhood with the maid and the poses she learned from anime. She quietly climbed onto the bed, sat down, leaned forward, and whispered in his ear.

"Master, wake up~~"

"Strange, I feel so heavy. Hmm? Yingxi? What are you doing on me? Hey, don't get so close! And get off me!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I told you not to come near me! What, a good morning kiss? You must be kidding me!"

"What? You can't hold it in? Appropriate release is good for your health? What are you talking about?!"

At dawn, the room was filled with pitiful cries of resistance.

After a moment, Huo Yingxi reluctantly got off the bed, looked at Xin Yu who was lying on the bed like a dead fish, and asked unwillingly, "Master, is it really not necessary? Yingxi didn't do enough."

Xin Yu stood there for a long time before sighing helplessly, "You're good enough, but some mysterious force doesn't allow you to exert your power. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you, or even myself."

"What a pity, Master is quite delicious."

Huo Yingxi looked on with a mixture of reminiscence and regret.

Xin Yu looked at her speechlessly, "I'm not your food. Now that the master is hungry, why don't you hurry up and make breakfast!"

"Yingxi will go right away."

After sending Huo Yingxi away, Xin Yu sighed again. He hadn't expected things to go wrong in the end. The so-called "care" actually included his master's various needs. What needs could a hot-blooded young man have, especially at this sensitive time when he had just woken up in the morning? Huo Yingxi's presence only fueled the misunderstanding.

Chapter 42 What is this P'L'(A)'Y?

That morning, Xin Yu lay listlessly on the table, looking as if he had been drained dry by a demon.

Zhao Weijing noticed his unusual behavior and wanted to come over to check on him, but she felt embarrassed. To outsiders, she and Xin Yu seemed like complete strangers, and it would be too incongruous for her to suddenly strike up a conversation with him.

So Zhao Weijing left a message on QQ, asking Xin Yu to meet her at noon.

Xin Yu looked down at his phone, then looked up at Zhao Weijing. Perfect timing, he also had something he wanted to ask her.

After lunch, the two didn't rush to meet. They waited until almost one o'clock before going to the shade of the trees near the playground.

At this time, there are not many people on campus; most are taking a nap in their dormitories. Shady places like these are the perfect spots for couples to meet in secret.

Zhao Weijing had clearly done her research, as she prepared drinks, snacks, and chocolates.

"Are you here for a picnic?" Xin Yu asked in surprise.

“Since we’re bored anyway, let’s eat and chat,” Zhao Weijing said, spreading a small rug on the grass.

Xin Yu looked around. "I think we should keep this short. Meeting like this will attract too much attention. Quite a few people at school know you."

"Here, a mask. Take this one." She casually tossed a mask over, then smiled smugly, "I did some special research so I could have an affair with you."

Xin Yu was speechless, but still put on a mask and sat down.

"I want to ask..."

Just as I was about to ask about Consort Zhao, Zhao Weijing suddenly brought her face very close, almost able to smell her scent and see her own reflection in her eyes.

"What?" Xin Yu frowned and moved away from her.

"Hmph, this reaction... you don't miss me at all!" Zhao Wei sat up straight and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Could Xin Yu say that his mind had been completely occupied by Huo Yingxi and Zhao Fei these past two days? He dared not say so, and could only remind them, "This is a school."

Zhao Weijing curled her lips, deliberately took off her shoes and socks, rubbed her toes against Xin Yu's feet, and asked with a grin, "What about this? I remember you liked it that day. Want to touch it?"

Xin Yu glanced down and realized he was somewhat tempted, but didn't want to admit it, so he deliberately asked, "What about you? You wanted to kiss me that day, what happened?"

Zhao Weijing's pretty face flushed, and she was unusually shy and said, "I don't know. I just can't resist when I see you. It's not just your feet, but you as a person, Xin Yu. I've discovered that I'm not only a foot fetishist, but I like everything about you. I might be a Xin Yu fetishist."