Lin Lue pulled a wet wipe from the desk and carefully wiped the corners of her lips.
Once he finished, his gaze naturally fell upon her shoes and socks, which were soaked with milk.
He picked up a shoe and gave it a shake, watching the shallow, milky liquid slosh around inside.
He would set them aside to be washed later.
His eyes then drifted to her white silk socks, adorned with delicate lace.
Originally as pure as snow, they were now drenched in milk, the color darkening slightly as they clung tightly to her petite ankles.
They traced soft lines, revealing a faint, pinkish-white hue at her heels.
Lin Lue stared without moving. He was waiting.
He watched as the milk at her heel gathered into a bead, slowly growing larger.
[Triggered Quest: Clean the soaked white socks for Tang Xinxin and dry her legs]
[Quest Reward: Magic Power Points +10]
Tang Xinxin seemed to be sleeping soundly, but sleeping in wet socks was out of the question.
Moreover, this milk had a rich aroma, clearly high-quality, thick, and silky.
It was sticky and would obviously be uncomfortable.
Just as Lin Lue expected, a quest had appeared.
He decisively reached out.
Tang Xinxin’s purple eyes opened just a sliver.
After seeing it was him, she closed them once more.
His fingertips first touched her hem. Observing her reaction and seeing no resistance—she remained fast asleep—Lin Lue continued, rolling the fabric up inch by inch.
The tops of the socks, which squeezed the delicate flesh of her thighs, came into view.
As he hooked his fingers under them, the milk-soaked fabric felt slightly tacky, peeling away with a barely audible sound.
‘Luckily it wasn’t tights,’ Lin Lue thought, ‘otherwise, this quest would have been difficult to complete.’
After completely removing the wet socks, he took a clean paper towel and gently wiped her from her rosy knees all the way down to her exquisite little feet.
The traces of milk vanished, leaving behind fair, delicate skin with a faint pink tint, like fresh snow just beginning to melt in early spring.
[Quest Complete!]
[Magic Power Points +10]
Lin Lue absorbed the points, feeling satisfied.
Looking at the clean, bare feet that emitted a faint milky fragrance, Lin Lue thought for a moment and grabbed a soft blanket from nearby, intending to cover them.
However, the moment he was about to lay it down, the blanket suddenly transformed into a pair of clean white silk socks featuring purple patterns.
Lin Lue froze and glanced at Tang Xinxin.
She had opened her eyes at some point.
After meeting his gaze for a few seconds, she lifted her foot and lightly stepped onto his palm.
Lin Lue was speechless.
He understood.
He grasped her ankle and slid the sock on, pulling it up to her thigh bit by bit.
When he released his fingers, the elastic band snapped against her flesh.
After smoothing out the wrinkles to satisfy his perfectionism, Lin Lue pulled her hem down.
It covered her calves, leaving only her small feet exposed.
They glowed with a faint crimson tint, looking like a cream cake drizzled with strawberry jam.
They looked edible enough to make a gourmand with strange hobbies indulge in a feast.
Looking at the little principal he had tidied up, Lin Lue felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing an unissued quest!]
[Magic Power Points +5]
Lin Lue’s eyes shimmered.
It was just as he thought; when dealing with temporary targets like this, moderate physical contact could trigger system quests more quickly.
He could even predict and complete them in advance.
Tang Xinxin was lazy and cute. She disliked trouble and hated exerting effort; she was slothful to her core.
The most effective way to deal with someone like her was to provide meticulous care.
The fact that he had triggered several quests in a row just by changing her socks proved that Lin Lue’s “strategy” was correct.
‘Little girl, keep dropping gold coins for me.’
Lin Lue watched the Magic Power Points steadily rise on the System Panel, the corners of his mouth curling up imperceptibly.
In a pleasant mood, he turned and walked to the nearby sink.
He picked up the milk-stained shoes and socks and began to wash them thoroughly.
As he scrubbed, the system’s voice rang in his ears from time to time.
[Ding! Magic Power Points +1]
[Ding! Magic Power Points +1]
…
Lin Lue was slightly surprised.
He had originally intended to just clean up in passing, but he hadn’t expected that simply cleaning items related to her would continuously grant him Magic Power Points.
He looked at the thin silk socks in his hand.
‘How long did she wear these? They’re practically marinated.’
While he was focused on washing, his back suddenly felt heavy as a soft, warm weight pressed against him.
Lin Lue turned his head and saw several silver strands of hair sliding over his shoulder.
Tang Xinxin had woken up at some point.
Her small body was hanging off his back, and her tiny chin rested lazily on his shoulder.
Her eyes remained closed, her breathing slow and steady through her rosy little mouth.
Her exquisite face was inches away, pressed against his cheek.
It felt incredibly delicate and soft.
Lin Lue was somewhat confused.
Did he have some kind of special “Friend of Little Girls” constitution?
“What are you doing? Get down. I’m washing your socks. Hanging on like this makes it hard for me to work, and you won’t sleep well either.”
Tang Xinxin showed no intention of leaving.
Like a kitten determined to cling to its owner, she quietly stuck to his back.
Her small hands hooked around his neck, tightening slightly.
This familiar movement and pressure made Lin Lue’s mouth twitch.
‘A neck lock again? Is this the only move she knows?’
Lin Lue wiped one hand on his clothes to dry the water and tried to pull her off a few times.
He failed.
Fine, he gave up.
He reached back, gathering her skirt and supporting her rounded bottom so she could hang on more comfortably.
He was naturally good at taking care of people.
The Lin Xue’er of the past had not been well-behaved at all.
Tang Xinxin’s current level of clinginess wasn’t even one-tenth of hers.
If he could raise the difficult Lin Xue’er, handling this lazy Witch principal was a walk in the park.
—
Outside the window, the washed white socks hung out to dry, swaying gently in the warm sunlight and the breeze.
The electric kettle made a low whirring sound as steam rose; the water had completely boiled.
Lin Lue sat in a chair, holding a thick stack of documents.
A few minutes ago, Tang Xinxin had casually waved her hand, tearing through space to pull them out.
Lin Lue’s eyelids had twitched at the sight.
That nonchalant display was enough to show that her strength was unfathomable.
Small body, huge power.
The documents recorded all of Lin Xue’er’s information at the academy, even including how often she went to the restroom every day.
In just a short time, she had investigated Lin Xue’er’s affairs thoroughly and placed the results before him.
After Lin Lue finished reading, he set the papers on the desk and looked at Tang Xinxin.
He saw her squinting her beautiful purple eyes, rubbing them sleepily.
She held the freshly boiled kettle in one hand, wobbly pouring water.
It looked like she intended to make tea.
However, when Lin Lue’s gaze fell inside the teapot, his eyes widened.
There wasn’t a single tea leaf in the pot.
In their place was a crumpled white silk sock.
Lin Lue nearly choked on his own saliva.
He subconsciously looked down at her legs.
Her skirt was messily bunched up.
One of her soft, fleshy legs was still wearing a white silk sock, fair as snow, while the other leg was bare, showing a healthy, pale pink hue.
Seeing the hot water about to be poured in, Lin Lue’s eyelids jumped violently.
He quickly stepped forward and took the kettle from her hand.
“Wait, what are you doing?”
“Making tea.”
Tang Xinxin blinked and tilted her little head, her tone matter-of-fact.
“…You used the wrong tea leaves.”
Tang Xinxin looked down for several seconds before nodding.
“It seems so,” she said in a soft, milky voice.
‘So, how exactly did you mix up the sock on your leg with tea leaves?’
‘Was it intentional, or an accident?’
‘Did she really want him to drink sock-flavored tea?’