I'm in Star Iron, and I draw power from the Inner World every week.

"...uh-huh?"

Jingliu frowned slightly.

"I want to tailor the best underwear for you. Can we start with the 'measurement' step?"

"?"

Chapter 8 The Fairy's Gratitude.

Under Su Yang's somewhat intense gaze, Jing Liu was at a loss.

She clenched her hands, pursed her lips, and frowned slightly.

She already knew from her time in Onfaros that Su Yang's first step before confirming his relationships with his wives was to sew their clothes by hand.

Although Su Yang had confessed his feelings to her many times before, the current situation was clearly more serious.

"Taking measurements is no problem."

Jing Liu quickly regained his composure.

She didn't intend to accept Su Yang's feelings, but she could temporarily comply with his 'needs' without any problem.

"Measuring this would be more accurate if the equipment were removed."

"...So that's what you were after."

Jing Liu wasn't too surprised, which clearly showed that she already had a deep understanding of Su Yang.

"It's true that I'm lusting after Master's body, but it's also true that I want to measure more accurately. I can do both at the same time."

Su Yang was very serious.

"whatever."

Jingliu probably understands how that elusive [Void Commander] fell for him.

Su Yang's shameless and vulgar interaction undoubtedly detracted from his image, but his sincerity and goodwill made up for it.

You can't hit a smiling face, so no matter how abstract Su Yang is, he only makes people laugh and cry, not feel annoyed.

After getting used to it, you might even find his behavior a little cute.

Jingliu felt that he was probably sick.

"Master, will you unpack the equipment yourself? Or should I help you with that?"

Su Yang pressed for an answer.

"My dear disciple, I ask you, what do you wish to do?"

"It is definitely best for the disciple to fulfill his filial duty."

"As you wish."

Jing Liu's tone remained aloof.

"Very well, then this disciple will take his leave."

Su Yang picked up Jing Liu and ran back into the house.

He gently placed Jingliu on the bed.

"Master, how are you feeling right now?"

"Focus on your work."

"I want to talk to Master more."

"Noisy."

"Master, you were quite aggressive before, why have you suddenly become so soft and gentle?"

While speaking, Su Yang began disarming the equipment of the Mirror Stream.

Jingliu's equipment was as cold as ice, and the delicate body wrapped in it was even colder.

But to Su Yang, Jing Liu's entire body was like a delicious ice cream, and he couldn't wait to savor it thoroughly.

"...Oh."

Jingliu didn't interact with Su Yang, but watched helplessly as his equipment gradually deteriorated.

Her cold, icy eyes remained unchanged.

Jingliu had already reached the realm of sword heart enlightenment, and she was long past the age of 'girl'. Even if Su Yang acted recklessly, her heart would not be greatly disturbed.

What adult would feel shy around a little kid?

...That's how it should be.

With only the inner lining remaining of his equipment, Jingliu felt a strange unease.

The rich and abundant aura emanating from Su Yang seemed to transform into a raging fire, constantly scorching her heart.

All equipment was lost.

Jingliu subconsciously parried from both above and below.

"Master, you are so beautiful."

"Stop talking nonsense and get this over with."

Jingliu snorted coldly.

"Master, the way you're making it sound like I've caught you doing something wrong, and you're just trying to appease me..."

"You're quite dramatic."

"However, why would Master cooperate with me to this extent? Although it was I who made this request, I didn't have high hopes to begin with."

Su Yang did find it strange.

He simply followed his inner romantic impulses and revealed all his bold ideas to Jingliu.

If it were Huang Quan, he would probably have kicked him away long ago. You would have to be willing to lose face and "beg" to get him to give in.

"Consider this as repaying your kindness, but this is a one-time exception. From now on, we will still be master and disciple."

“…”

"how?"

Jingliu tilted his head.

She sensed that Su Yang's lips curled up slightly when he heard the words "this will not happen again."

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something happy."

"Heh, let's get this over with as soon as possible. Don't forget you're here to take measurements."

Jingliu emphasized it.

"Then Master, please relax."

Su Yang smiled gently.

"...I'm already very relaxed."

"Don't cover your face with your hands, and don't squeeze your legs too tightly."

"...What a wicked disciple."

Jingliu obediently complied and canceled his blocking stance.

She kept reminding herself that Su Yang was just a child, and it wouldn't hurt to let him take advantage of her.

With this in mind, she allowed her slightly restless sword heart to return to clarity, as if it had never been clouded.

"Master, I'm about to start the beta test!"

"Do I need to emphasize this again? And where's your ruler?"

"My hand is the ruler."

"...This is utterly ridiculous."

Her brows furrowed slightly as she looked in the mirror.

She had initially thought that Su Yang's measurements were a mix of seriousness and frivolity, but in the end, they weren't serious at all.

"Master, rest assured, I am very skilled in this area and there will be no error at all."

"If it's really that amazing, wouldn't we be able to get the data just by looking at it, without even touching it?"

The mirror flow asks a rhetorical question.

"...That's true."

Su Yang can indeed estimate the size by sight.

Since Jingliu had pointed this out, he really couldn't continue to use that excuse to take advantage of others.

Su Yang's recently regained rationality told him that this was not romantic at all. After all, Jing Liu's obedience was simply to repay a debt of gratitude, not because their feelings for each other had naturally developed.

Therefore, Su Yang decided to apologize.

Unfortunately, Su Yang's Senate was a step behind the House of Representatives.

Following the feeling of the House of Commons, Su Yang completely deactivated his equipment.

"Master, I will show you my whole being."

"?"

Jingliu was stunned.

"I did act a bit recklessly just now, and I apologize for that. Since I have seen Master's body, I will let Master see mine in return, and that will even things out."

"???"

She was already embarrassed, and then Su Yang destroyed his equipment too...

In this situation, Jing Liu didn't feel that Su Yang was apologizing; instead, he felt that a great battle was about to break out.

She felt that the antique tempered glass screen protector she had been protecting for thousands of years was about to be lost.

More abstractly, Su Yang genuinely apologized.

If he did it on purpose, that would be one thing, but the abstract thing is that he was serious.

“…”

Jingliu didn't just stand there dumbfounded; instead, he silently retrieved his equipment and quickly put it on.

Afterwards, she crossed her beautiful legs and nodded slightly.

"I didn't mean to blame you."

“Master, I did go a bit too far this time. If you’re unhappy about it, please feel free to say so.”

"Ah."

Jingliu couldn't help but feel the urge to tease Su Yang again.

The situation is a bit abstract, but Su Yang, who has no equipment, just apologizes to her like this, which is basically writing "come and bully me" on his face.

Jingliu doesn't have any particular fetishes, but teasing Su Yang does bring her exceptional pleasure.

"Since you are so sincere in your apology, then I will reluctantly accept it."

Jingliu raised her fair little foot and directly pushed it in front of Su Yang.

She wore a playful, teasing smile, as if she were fishing for prey.

Just as Su Yang, the prey, was about to take the bait, Jing Liu withdrew his foot, his smile widening.

"I forgot that you, my wretched disciple, have a peculiar fetish. This kind of punishment should be a reward, not a punishment like this."

"...Actually, this disciple doesn't have any special fetishes."

Su Yang tried to correct him.

He has a pure aesthetic sense and believes that the Mirror Style has a very unique beauty.

If he really preferred feet, he would have already indulged his wives to their hearts' content.