Sister, can I be a maid too?

"That...that method, I want it too."

Jiang Yubai hesitated for a few seconds before cautiously speaking, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight:

"hug?"

Lin Jianxia silently turned her face away, her voice so soft it sounded like a soft hum.

"......Um."

Chapter 209 This maid outfit smells pretty good?

Jiang Yubai stared at Lin Jianxia, ​​whose eyes were darting around, for a long time before he was still in a daze.

No... Lin Jianxia asked for a hug on her own initiative?

Why would I have such a dream?

But there stood the girl, so pretty and charming, with the hem of her maid dress hanging down smoothly and the tips of her black leather shoes nervously tapping the ground.

He didn't move for a moment, and Lin Jianxia didn't urge him either. The only sound in the air was their soft, almost inaudible breathing.

Finally, Jiang Yubai tentatively took a small step forward and slowly extended his hand.

Lin Jianxia clearly wasn't looking this way at all, but her whole body visibly tensed up, yet she didn't dodge.

Jiang Yubai blinked, then gently pulled the folds of her skirt around her waist, drawing the adorable little maid into his arms—

First, the soft, smooth fabric of the maid outfit touched my palm, followed by a silky and warm touch.

The girl's soft body trembled slightly with nervousness, and she gently rested her head on his shoulder.

A few seconds later, her two little hands hesitantly rose and finally gently wrapped around his waist.

She nestled obediently into his arms.

With the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, Jiang Yubai felt the faint lavender scent suddenly intensify, wafting into his nose with each breath as the girl's breathing became more rapid.

It smells a bit sweet and makes me dizzy.

He held the girl's waist quietly with both hands, not daring to move.

He dared not move while holding Wanwan for fear of setting a bad example, but dared not move while holding Jianxia... purely because he was afraid that the girl would chop his claws off.

"......"

But you know what?

This little maid...it's really comfortable to hold...

Before Jiang Yubai could enjoy it for a while longer, the girl in his arms seemed to suddenly come to her senses and trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she nimbly took a small step back and slipped lightly out of his arms.

Lin Jianxia stopped a few feet in front of him again, her face slightly flushed, her eyes darting around. Finally, she cleared her throat and hummed softly:

"It's not bad...it's quite comfortable."

Before Jiang Yubai could speak, she raised her voice as if trying to cover something up, and hurriedly said the next sentence:

Okay, goodnight!

Before the words were even finished, the person had already vanished outside the door in a flash.

Jiang Yu opened his mouth, his lips twitched, and finally replied in an annoyed tone:

"Good night."

Why are you running so fast? Are you going to eat me?

Thinking this, he looked at his hand and finally couldn't resist bringing it to his nose and taking a gentle sniff.

...This maid outfit is actually quite nice?

The next second, he quickly shook his head, feeling a little guilty for some reason. He made the bed and left the study.

Go to sleep.

.....

.....

Early the next morning.

As soon as Jiang Yubai sat down in the classroom, he seemed to have thought of something and looked to the side with a suspicious expression.

The girl sitting next to him was organizing her books. When she saw him looking at her like that, she rolled her eyes cutely.

This reaction definitely confirms it's Lin Jianxia...

Jiang Yubai revealed a look of disappointment.

Lin Jianxia, ​​who was standing to the side, widened her eyes upon seeing this expression.

She ignored the book, grabbed the draft paper, scribbled something down, and then pushed it back to her.

Jiang Yubai took it with some doubt and saw several large, angry characters on it:

"What! Weren't you disappointed, Wanwan?!"

He found it somewhat amusing and wrote back:

"No, I'm just disappointed that you two didn't play with me today."

These words startled Lin Jianxia. She looked at him suspiciously for a moment before replying:

"What do you want to play?"

"Let's play spot the difference! If you win, you can get a free maid or a massage from two twin sisters. The rewards are pretty generous."

"Jiang! Yu! Bai!!!"

The girl even threw five exclamation marks on her draft paper, each one thicker than the last, indicating that she was really angry.

Jiang Yubai chuckled for a while before continuing to write the question.

However, after the draft was handed over this time, Lin Jianxia simply pretended not to see it.

The girl stared intently at her Chinese textbook, just as seriously as she had when she read the short stories in her first-year high school textbook.

Jiang Yubai thought for a moment, then took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his schoolbag and handed it over.

The moment the candy was put down, there was a soft "whoosh" sound—the candy was gone.

Jiang Yubai was taken aback and turned to look at Lin Jianxia, ​​only to find that the guy was still staring straight ahead at his textbook, looking like he had nothing to do with her.

Hey?

He was starting to doubt his luck, so he took out a small bag of cookies and quietly placed it on the edge of his textbook.

Almost simultaneously, a small hand reached out with a "whoosh," and the cookie vanished instantly.

Jiang Yubai raised an eyebrow and placed another piece of chocolate on the table.

The little hand flashed over again.

After several attempts, he finally seized the opportunity and, the instant the hand reached out again, swiftly pressed down—

Just in time, he stopped Lin Jianxia's little hand, which was still clutching the snacks, before she could pull it back.

The soft, slightly cool touch startled them both.

Jiang Yubai didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously squeezed it, only to find that it felt strangely nice.

Lin Jianxia's ears turned red instantly, and she subconsciously pinched the back of his hand hard.

"hiss--!"

Jiang Yubai nearly jumped up in pain, grimacing as he withdrew his hand.

Holy crap, this guy really doesn't hold back, he hit so hard?

Seeing him rubbing his hand with a frown, Lin Jianxia felt a little guilty and looked over hesitantly, her eyes conveying a sense of "Are you alright?"

Jiang Yubai waved his hand dismissively, mouthing two words:

It's turned green!

Seemingly realizing she had gone a bit too far, Lin Jianxia shrank back.

—Well, actually, it wasn't green.

However...

Seeing her guilty and ashamed look, Jiang Yubai seized the opportunity and pushed the draft paper towards her again.

As expected, this time Lin Jianxia did not ignore it, but obediently took the notebook and started reading.

"You were here yesterday, so why are you here again today?"

She pursed her lips, lowered her head to write something, and then handed it back to her.

"We agreed that Monday and Wednesday would be my days, and Tuesday and Thursday would be Wanwan's days."

"Because of the opening ceremony, the servants were changed on Monday and Tuesday, but the original schedule was restored on Wednesday, so it's still me."

Jiang Yubai then understood.

Just as he was about to reply, a distinctive footstep sounded from the doorway.

My old teacher has arrived.

Upon hearing this sound, Jiang Yubai skillfully closed his draft notebook, took out his Chinese textbook, opened it, and began to mutter in a pretentious manner.

Just a few seconds later, Zhang Shufang appeared at the door carrying a thermos.

This time, however, she was followed by two male classmates carrying backpacks, each holding a large stack of thick books. It seemed they had been conscripted on their way to school.

"Here, after you open them, just distribute them one by one according to the seats."

Zhang Shufang gave instructions, and the two students started to remove the seal and straps.

The commotion attracted the attention of the students who were reading aloud in the morning. They gradually stopped reading and looked over curiously.

Jiang Yubai also looked over with some curiosity, and only after the books were handed out one by one did he take a look at them.

The book was thick and still smelled of fresh ink; it looked like it had just been printed.