Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 244 Soft and Fluffy Apas.

Cairo's night scene remains vibrant, with neon lights flashing and streets teeming with people.

However, Wang Feng did not take Apas back to the Victoria Hotel, but instead chose an inconspicuous little hotel.

Upon entering, the room was small but clean, and the sounds of the bustling street could be faintly heard outside the window.

Wang Feng took out an exquisite dress from his spatial artifact and tossed it to Apas.

"Go, clean yourself up." He said in a flat tone, as if he were just giving an ordinary instruction.

Apas took the dress, blinked, and looked down at the dress in her hands—lace trim, fine silk fabric, and even matching hair accessories.

(...Why would he carry women's clothing with him?)
She looked up at Wang Feng with a subtle gaze, countless possibilities flashing through her mind.

(Could it be...)
Thinking of this, her expression suddenly turned strange, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Wang Feng noticed her gaze and raised an eyebrow: "What? You want me to help you wash?"

A moment later, the sound of gurgling water gradually began.

The bathroom in this budget hotel features frosted glass; though not completely transparent, it still reflects a hazy silhouette. The flowing water outlines a slender shape, and the figure appears and disappears in the misty steam.

Wang Feng was standing by the window observing the street when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of his reflection in the glass. He paused slightly, his eyes darkening.

(This little snake spirit...)
Apas's normal form looks like a petite girl, but her body proportions are surprisingly exquisite.

Her slender waist and smooth curves were faintly visible through the mist, like a life-sized, exquisite sculpture, with every undulation perfectly placed.

Wang Feng looked away, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

(Speaking of which... Apas is legal, right?)

The thought suddenly popped into his mind, startling him for a moment.

His current strength means he no longer needs to rely on contracted beasts to enhance his combat power.

The reason for this special trip to capture Apas was partly out of curiosity about her unique existence, and partly to find Lingling a playmate.

Thinking of that overly clever little girl, Wang Feng's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
The interactions between Apas and Lingling, the bickering couple in the novel, are indeed interesting. One is arrogant and sarcastic, while the other is quirky and clever. Together, they could put on eight hundred dramas.

(Now it seems...)
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

The silhouette on the frosted glass moved, seemingly wiping itself. Wang
Feng snapped out of his thoughts, turned around and walked to the other side of the room, casually taking out a bottle of mineral water from his spatial artifact and unscrewing it.

(We need to smooth out the little snake's barb first.)
He took a sip of water, and his eyes regained their composure.

The glass door clicked open slightly and was pushed open a crack.

“That…” Apas’s voice came out muffledly, “the dress… the tie at the back…”

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow: "What, the third daughter of the dignified Queen Medusa can't even dress herself?"

"You!" Apas was furious, but quickly suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth, saying, "...Help...me."

Wang Feng smiled slightly and stepped towards the bathroom. As he pushed open the door, a wave of warm steam wafted out, mingled with the faint scent of shower gel.

Apas stood in front of the mirror with her back to him. She had already put on the upper body of her dress, but the back ties were still loose, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin.

Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, with water droplets falling onto her delicate collarbone.

Gollum—

Wang Feng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

(This little snake spirit.)

"Turn around." Wang Feng's voice was slightly low.

Apas reluctantly turned to the side, her dress slightly open because it wasn't fastened tightly, revealing glimpses of her graceful curves.

She subconsciously pulled her collar up with her hand, her face flushed with an awkward blush.

Wang Feng reached out and pinched the back tie, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her slightly cool skin.

Apas visibly stiffened, her ear tips turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Don't move." She deliberately slowed down the tying motion, savoring the silky smooth feel between her fingers.

"Hurry up!" Apas's voice was tinged with panic.

Wang Feng chuckled, then suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Is this how you speak to your master?"

A warm breath brushed against her ear, and Apas, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, whirled around: "You!"

This action made her already loose collar open even more, startling her so much that she quickly grabbed her collar, her face turning bright red.

Wang Feng stepped back at the opportune moment, enjoying her embarrassed and annoyed expression: "Come out once you're dressed, we should get going."

After saying that, he turned and left with a flourish, leaving Apas standing there stomping her feet in anger.

(Sure enough, teasing this little snake spirit is much more fun than I imagined.)
……

"Hey, don't you think something's missing?" Apas walked out of the bathroom, her face still flushed, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her dress.

Wang Feng's gaze traveled down her wet hair, finally settling on her bare, jade-like feet.

Her fair toes curled slightly with nervousness, fidgeting anxiously on the carpet.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” He patted his forehead lightly. “But I don’t have your size here.”

Just as Apas was about to speak, she saw Wang Feng turn around and walk towards the door: "Wait here, I'll go buy you a pair."

The door closed gently, and Apas stared blankly at the closed door, her bare feet stepping on the soft carpet, a strange feeling spreading through her heart.

(This human is surprisingly thoughtful?)

She shook her head, banishing the absurd thought from her mind.

(It must be to better motivate me!)
……

A moment later, Wang Feng returned carrying an exquisite paper bag and found Apas sitting by the window, the moonlight casting a silvery glow on her, her bare feet dangling gently in the air.

Hearing the door open, she turned her head alertly, her hair tracing a graceful arc in the air.

"Go, sit on the bed." Wang Feng shook the bag in his hand.

Apas puffed out her cheeks like an unwilling cat, and finally slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

Wang Feng knelt on one knee and took out a pair of open-toed sandals studded with pearls from the bag.

When his warm palm suddenly grasped that slightly cool jade foot, both of them froze for a moment.

(So ​​soft.)

It feels like the finest silk, yet carries the warmth of life.

The cool touch made him subconsciously rub her arch with his index finger.

This movement made Apas shudder, and her toes curled up sharply.

"Don't, don't touch me like that!" She blushed and lightly kicked his hand.

"Don't move." Wang Feng gripped her foot tightly, his voice a few decibels lower than usual. "The buckle is very thin."

He looked down intently, adjusting the buckle, his breath brushing against the instep of her feet.

Apas bit her lower lip, feeling a strange itch shoot from her toes to her heart.

When she had put on the second shoe, she immediately pulled her foot back and hid it under her skirt, like a startled cat.

"Let's go," Wang Feng said calmly as he stood up.

"Go, where?"

"Why ask so many questions? Just come with me."

(End of this chapter)