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Lin Lue looked at the crimson lipstick mark on the metal buckle and almost lost his composure.
He didn’t have any particular fetishes, but seeing Yuexue beneath his belt, her face flushed with a look of sated pleasure, he felt genuinely drained.
Using physical pain to alleviate the inner torment of her wife’s betrayal… even with Lin Lue’s lifetime of experience, such a client was exceedingly rare.
The key point was… she was actually enjoying it!
Hiss!
Far from human, but getting close to divine.
Lin Lue re-fastened his belt and looked at Yuexue, who was slumped on the dirty floor, her cheongsam disheveled and her cheeks flushed.
His gaze fell on the exposed skin of her body, marked with clear red welts from the whipping.
Lin Lue deftly pulled a tube of ointment from his pocket.
Yuexue had given this to him earlier; it was extremely effective.
He dipped his fingertip in the cool ointment and gently applied it to the marks on her skin.
In moments, the marks vanished without a trace.
Yet, the flush on Yuexue’s face grew even deeper.
She narrowed her eyes, enjoying the sensation with pleasure.
The corner of Lin Lue’s mouth twitched imperceptibly.
‘There really are too many extraordinary individuals among witches.’
Every time he whipped her, if it was too light, Yuexue would say it wasn’t enough, she wasn’t satisfied.
She wouldn’t relent until the skin was red and bleeding.
Especially during the act, with her moans and cries growing louder and louder, alternating between saying “I’m sorry, Molly” and “Harder, Lin Lue”… Lin Lue felt utterly spent.
Lin Lue wiped away the last faint mark near her collarbone before putting the ointment away.
“Miss Yuexue, are you feeling better now?”
“Mhm.”
Having calmed down, a lingering afterglow remained on Yuexue’s face.
She responded softly, trying to stand by supporting herself against the wall, but her legs gave way and she slumped back down.
She could only lift her damp eyes to look at Lin Lue.
Her aggressively beautiful face now appeared charmingly seductive, and her originally cool voice had softened to a sticky sweetness.
“I have no strength left, I can’t stand…”
“My money is on the side of my thigh. If you’re willing…”
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Lue bent down and reached in, pulling out a thick wad of bills, slightly dampened by Yuexue’s sweat.
Lin Lue put it in his pocket.
The bulging pouch made him feel very secure, as if a large portion of his spent mental fortitude had been restored.
“Lin Lue…”
Seeing him act so decisively, Yuexue felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest.
She puffed out her cheeks like a petulant young girl.
“Carry me on your back.”
“Of course, no problem.”
For the whims of a patron, Lin Lue would strive to fulfill them as much as possible.
Moreover, Yuexue’s request wasn’t even whimsical.
—
The corridor was bathed in warm sunlight.
Yuexue obediently lay on Lin Lue’s back, her fair feet dangling, her high heels not worn.
‘So this is a man’s back… broad and warm…’
Yuexue compared it to Molly.
Her wife was beautiful, but her back wasn’t as broad as his.
Her wife, Molly, had never carried her on her back because Yuexue was taller than Molly.
It would look strange for Molly to carry her.
But Lin Lue was different.
He was taller than her, his legs were longer, his waist was firmer…
‘Are all men’s waists like this?’
“By the way, Miss Yuexue.”
Lin Lue carried her as he walked, asking softly, “Do you have any plans for later?”
Yuexue lay on his back, unconsciously taking a sniff.
It wasn’t as fragrant as her wife’s scent, but it gave her a kind of intoxicating feeling.
After a long silence, Yuexue spoke as if possessed:
“You mentioned before that you have a sister… I’d never heard you talk about her before. I’d like to go see her.”
After saying this, she buried her face in Lin Lue’s back and lay still.
Lin Lue was taken aback.
Yuexue actually wanted to see his sister?
It was true; he had never mentioned having a sister in front of Yuexue.
Perhaps it made her curious.
Coincidentally, Lin Lue himself was starting to miss his sister.
Lin Lue smiled and nodded.
“That’s perfect, Miss Yuexue.
Let me tell you, my sister is the cutest in the whole world!”
Yuexue watched and listened.
Lin Lue’s smile was brilliant, one she had never seen before.
Her curiosity about the sister he spoke of grew even stronger.
—
“Here, this is my sister’s classroom.”
Stopping outside the classroom window, Lin Lue finished speaking to Yuexue with a smile and was about to peek inside.
But Yuexue gently jumped down from his back first, quickly reaching out to firmly cover his eyes and dragging him back the way they came.
Lin Lue: “???”
“Miss Yuexue, what are you doing? I haven’t seen my sister yet!”
“Don’t look, don’t look. Your sister is fine, perfectly fine. Let’s go quickly.”
Lin Lue tried to pry Yuexue’s hand away but didn’t succeed.
His tone was both helpless and puzzled.
“You’ve never seen her before. How do you know which one is my sister?”
“My nose is very sharp.”
Yuexue said, “I can smell a scent on her similar to yours. It’s that little girl with white hair and pink eyes. She’s in the classroom, listening to the lesson seriously. Don’t disturb her studies.”
As she spoke, she secretly loosened her fingers just a tiny bit, allowing Lin Lue to peer through the extremely narrow gap.
Through the window, he could see Lin Xue’er in the classroom, focused on the lesson, and the teacher who was lecturing.
Lin Lue sighed softly, “My sister is very focused. The teacher lectures well too. The atmosphere in this class seems really good.”
The corner of Yuexue’s mouth twitched imperceptibly.
She glanced toward the back of the classroom—a chaotic mess.
Some were groping their deskmate’s leg, others were kissing their deskmate, and there were even those playing out mother-daughter roleplay, with heads buried in skirts…
In the entire class, it seemed Lin Xue’er was the only one studying seriously.
Yuexue didn’t like Lin Lue seeing other women in disheveled states.
“Alright, let’s leave.”
—
Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, spreading over the school’s specially made rubber running track, making it shimmer like floating gold.
The air was filled with the scent of grass, carried by the gentle breeze as it brushed past ankles clad in white socks.
A pair of clean, flat white sneakers stepped into the light and shadow on the track.
The pretty little dress had been swapped for a white athletic top and black shorts, easy for movement.
The soft fabric outlined the tender, youthful curves with Lin Xue’er’s motions.
In the next moment, the petite girl slowly crouched down into a half-squat.
Her hair, like freshly fallen snow, was tied into a neat ponytail.
A few unruly strands hung by her cheeks.
Her exquisite little face was filled with seriousness.
With her small hands pressed against the warm surface of the track, Lin Xue’er lifted her gaze.
Her pink eyes looked toward the high horizontal bar ahead without a trace of timidity.
“Focused.”
“Serious.”
She suddenly pushed off the ground and stood up.
Her fair, delicate skin glowed with a warm luster under the sunlight, like flawless jade.
Lin Xue’er charged rapidly toward the horizontal bar.
The surrounding classmates watching widened their eyes, their gazes firmly captured by that petite yet explosively powerful figure.
They watched her leap into the air, her waist twisting nimbly, her whole body tracing a perfect arc through the sky.
Over the bar!
She landed steadily on the soft mat behind.
Then quickly rolled over and stood up.
Her little face was calm and unruffled, as if she had just completed the most ordinary of tasks.
After doing all this, Lin Xue’er ignored the astonished and bewildered looks coming from all directions.
She looked at the Physical Education Teacher standing to the side, who had long been stunned.
The female teacher in charge of measuring looked as if her jaw was about to hit the ground.
Feeling Lin Xue’er’s gaze, she snapped back to reality with a jolt.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she looked at the measuring scale beside her, checking it over and over several times.
She swallowed hard.
“Th-three… three meters.”
This number made everyone present suck in a sharp breath.
Everyone knew Lin Xue’er’s height was less than 1.4 meters.
With such a build, she had jumped over twice her own height.
No, this was too strange!
Clearly, just before, Lin Xue’er struggled to jump half a meter.
How could she be so fierce today?!
The Physical Education Teacher also felt it was very odd.
Her usual impression of Lin Xue’er was that of a soft little dumpling.
But the teacher was, after all, a teacher.
She thought of one possibility.
She looked at Lin Xue’er, who stood before her with a calm expression, completely different from usual.
Such a sudden, dramatic improvement in physical prowess… could it be that Lin Xue’er was on the verge of Awakening and becoming a witch?
Yes!
That must be it.
There’s no other explanation!
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