All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

But the next moment, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and at the same time, she raised her right hand and precisely and easily grabbed someone's wrist, twisting it in the opposite direction.

"hiss……!"

Jiang Tang gasped. The feeling of his wrist being grabbed was a little painful, but still within an acceptable range.

Ren Qianning has really let herself go. She's a professional special forces soldier, and if she wanted to, she could easily break her own wrist.

But she didn't, and even held back her strength. It's strange that "she was the one being protected, yet she hurt me instead."

Or perhaps... she truly couldn't bring herself to harm Jiang Tang.

"Stop with your act, it won't work on me."

Those were clearly very cold words.

But for some reason, Jiang Tang noticed that Ren Qianning's face turned slightly red when she said those words.

Or perhaps, it was simply the result of the neon lights on the old street reflecting off her snow-white cheeks.

But at this point, Jiang Tang had no choice but to back down. Otherwise, continuing to maintain the posture of having his wrists twisted behind his back by a young girl would be incredibly embarrassing in such a crowded place.

"I'm sorry... I just had a sudden urge to pat your head."

Jiang Tang's words left one unsure where to even begin to criticize them.

But he even seemed somewhat self-righteous, and after Ren Qianning frowned and released his wrist, he continued to explain.

"So, as a cute and pretty girl, you should at least have some self-awareness..."

"Otherwise, if I bow down to you, I'm easily tempted to touch your head..."

“You…” Ren Qianning’s eyes showed a hint of “disdain”, then she snorted coldly, “You’re talking as if it’s my fault.”

The seemingly ordinary girl was no longer so; Jiang Tang actually changed her expression, and she became much more talkative than usual, no longer silent and expressionless.

Jiang Tang rubbed his wrist, and once the pain subsided, his smile towards Ren Qianning remained gentle.

"Of course it's my fault, but the person who attracted me to make that mistake was you, Sister Ren."

Ren Qianning is older than Jiang Tang, so she is definitely the older sister, but her appearance is somewhere between a loli and a woman, that is, a young girl.

If Luo Qianyu is a legal loli, then Ren Qianning gives the impression of being a legal teenage girl.

Don't try to get close to me.

Ren Qianning seemed a bit unyielding.

But who knows what the real situation is?

She pulled her hood back up with one hand, then, clutching the remaining half of the chicken wing wrapped in rice, she strode away with her lithe, long legs, head down, and quickly disappeared into the crowd, no longer waiting for Jiang Tang's reply.

Ren Qianning felt that if she continued to stay with Jiang Tang, the atmosphere would become even stranger; he was a man with an unusual charm.

So since Jiang Tang wasn't leaving, she would leave instead, and then continue to observe and protect Jiang Tang from a hidden place.

Jiang Tang felt as if the girl in front of him had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He glanced at the chicken wing rice wraps being grilled on the grill, then at his wrist, lost in thought. He shook his head and returned to Shi Xue and Luo Qianyu's side.

I had just returned when I overheard the two of them discussing me.

Does your owner always flirt with girls like this?

Luo Qianyu asked with a curious look in her eyes.

Shi Xue sighed softly in response.

"Not really, but this is the first time I've seen a master fail when trying to flirt with a girl."

"I heard everything, and that wasn't a flirtation, and I didn't fail!"

Jiang Tangcai refused to admit that he would fail at flirting; it was absolutely impossible for him—it was a matter of his pride!

"Actually, it's called... head-patting addiction syndrome. You'll know if you've ever played a head-patting game."

Jiang Tang is spouting nonsense with a straight face again.

What is "head-touching addiction syndrome"?

Besides, generally speaking, there wouldn't be any games that use "patting the head" as a selling point, right?

"Is it...that one?!" But Luo Qianyu seemed to think it was true, as if there really was such a game.

Jiang Tang gave him an expression that said, "As expected of you, Mr. Huangman."

"Yes, that's the game, the heartwarming little game where you raise a slave girl."

"But how did I play? She got sick and died!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tang's lips twitched.

"What...did you do when she had a cold, right?"

"...First, I couldn't resist."

Luo Qianyu tried to get away with it by chuckling and being cute.

"What are you guys talking about! Master, what game is it? I want to play it too!"

Shi Xue felt like she was listening to the two of them talking in riddles, and she couldn't get a word in edgewise, which made her very uncomfortable. That's why she had the idea of ​​trying this game.

But it received a response from both the owner and the teacher in unison.

"No!" X2

It is forgivable for him to fall into depravity himself, but it is unforgivable for him to cause the pure maid Shi Xue to fall into depravity.

On this point, Jiang Tang and Luo Qianyu were remarkably in agreement.

Although Shi Xue was completely confused, she couldn't go against her master and Teacher Qian Yu's wishes.

"Let me try your oden~" Jiang Tang shamelessly asked for food as soon as he returned.

Shi Xue smiled helplessly, used her small fork to pick up a piece of white radish from the oden broth in the small paper bowl, and fed it to her owner.

"Try some of mine too, Jiang Tang!"

Shi Xue noticed Luo Qianyu's unexpected enthusiasm for Jiang Tang and her eyes widened slightly.

After swallowing the radish that Shi Xue had fed him, Jiang Tang immediately went to bite the seaweed knot that Luo Qianyu had picked up.

Although they taste pretty much the same, the feelings they evoke are quite different.

When you are with Shixue, your first feeling is familiarity, and your second feeling is warmth.

When facing Luo Qianyu, you can feel her shyness, the slight trembling of her fingers, and the trepidation and anticipation in her heart.

"When did the relationship between the master and the teacher become so good?"

Shixue asked curiously.

Jiang Tang glanced at Luo Qianyu, who blushed immediately upon hearing the question and barely dared to speak. She instinctively covered the back of her skirt with her hands, afraid that someone would discover her current state...

"Because I'm a fan of Ms. Chiyu."

Jiang Tang said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Huh!? But I remember you didn't read Chiyu-sensei's works, Master?"

“That was before, but now I realize that the comic book industry cannot do without Chiba-sensei’s works, just as the West cannot do without Jerusalem.”

"I'm really looking forward to 'Chiba-sensei's' next work."

As he spoke, Jiang Tang gently patted Luo Qianyu's shoulder, causing the latter to tremble and react involuntarily, her knees coming together as if she were enduring something.

"Go for it, Ms. Chiyu."

"I...I will."

Luo Qianyu could say nothing more than agree.

The secret Jiang Tang possesses is enough to overturn her life.

Therefore, she had almost no other choice but to comply.

However, it doesn't seem entirely true that he only obeyed because he was coerced...

The closer Luo Qianyu got to Jiang Tang, the more she could feel the presence of another version of herself within her.

That version of myself that longed to be dominated by Jiang Tang...

Or rather, she is herself.

Ultimately—is Luo Qianyu "Qianyu" or "Heiyu"?

168 Something always has to rise.

"Are you cold?"

On the long street, Jiang Tang suddenly asked Luo Qianyu beside him.

Upon hearing this, the latter was taken aback at first, then her face turned red, with a pinkish-peach hue.

"...It's a little chilly."

"I thought you'd at least be smart enough to put it on after I left."

“But this is… Jiang Tang’s order. Didn’t I lose to you?”

"A bet's a bet, you have to accept the loss..."

Luo Qianyu's tone was soft and gentle. The way she looked up at the moonlight in the sky with her jade-like face was just that of a girl who longed for love and to be loved.

Jiang Tang patted her head, his addiction to patting heads had kicked in again.

Unlike Ren Qianning, Luo Qianyu was not averse to it at all; instead, she comfortably squinted her eyes.

Me, a mouse... cough cough.

Unexpectedly, after patting Luo Qianyu's head, Jiang Tang suddenly took off his coat and handed it to Luo Qianyu.

"Tie it on."

"what?"

"I'll tie it around my waist as a way of paying the price for my childish actions."