Chapter 300: "Senior Brother, Can You Help Massage?"
Time gradually passed.
To be honest, Luo Wusheng had a lingering question in his mind.
Even though he was still paralyzed, his senses were fully intact. He could see, hear, and even speak—albeit with a somewhat out-of-character electric undertone. Discussing serious matters shouldn't be a problem.
But his junior sister didn't seem to be planning on addressing any of those "serious matters" at all.
Looking at her outfit tonight, was she really here to discuss business?
Could it be that the joy of reuniting after six days apart warranted such a… generous presentation?
'Well, it's possible. After all, I did disappear quite suddenly. She must have been very worried…'
Considering how much their relationship had improved over time, Luo Wusheng concluded it wasn't entirely implausible.
'But if this goes on any longer, I really might lose control…'
The numbness coursing through his body was gradually subsiding, but it would still take a while before he regained full mobility.
Meanwhile, his adorable junior sister had temporarily paused her poking antics.
Her delicate face leaned close to Luo Wusheng's ear, watching him intently.
The warmth of her breath lightly brushed against his skin, while her fragrance naturally wafted into his nose.
Just as Luo Wusheng was wondering what she intended to do, he felt her familiar finger poke his cheek again. This time, however, it didn't retreat immediately. Instead, it pushed firmly, guiding his face to turn to one side.
"Senior Brother, don't move~"
Bai Xiaoyao's soft, sugary voice sounded in his ear.
Before he could figure out what was happening, a warm, soft, and damp sensation spread from his earlobe.
The girl beside him shuddered slightly, as if savoring the electric tingling that accompanied the sensation.
And at that exact moment, Luo Wusheng barely overcame the residual numbness that had been paralyzing him.
As a result of this sudden improvement, his body moved slightly beyond his control.
The girl who had been nibbling on his ear seemed startled. Her pink tongue quickly retreated as she pushed herself up with a sudden jolt. But her momentum was a little too strong—her feet stretched out to regain balance and…
She kicked Luo Wusheng's hand.
Directly.
Critical hit.
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Bai Xiaoyao's emotions were… complicated.
To her, everything she'd done since entering the room tonight was entirely justified.
All those trivial issues? What were they compared to her Senior Brother?
Even the letter she had sent earlier was primarily intended to reduce the amount of "serious business" they'd need to discuss upon reuniting. After all, the matter involving her master could just as easily have been brought up later—it wasn't urgent enough to ruin the mood tonight.
The outfit she had carefully chosen wasn't meant for discussing mundane affairs.
'After all, Yuliu has been secretly enjoying Senior Brother's company for so long. Now it's my turn, isn't it?'
And so, Bai Xiaoyao's thoughts wandered as she gazed at her immobilized Senior Brother.
Her playful poking was interrupted by the realization that the tingling sensation affecting him was gradually fading.
After brief hesitation, she decided to take things a step further.
But just as she was building up courage, an unexpected series of events unfolded.
And then another.
"Senior Brother… please help…"
Bai Xiaoyao's soft voice reached Luo Wusheng's ears.
The Demon Sect Holy Saint's gaze shifted slightly, and he turned his head bit by bit.
What greeted his eyes was a breathtakingly beautiful girl.
Her delicate face was flushed crimson, her teeth gently biting her lip, and her sparkling eyes trembled slightly. Both hands were tightly clutching the hem of her short skirt.
Below her skirt, her long, slender legs were partially exposed. The thin black silk stockings she had been wearing were now rolled halfway down her thighs, leaving an imprint on the snowy white skin, accentuating her soft curves.
This was the first time Luo Wusheng had ever seen his usually confident junior sister looking so flustered.
As the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, Bai Xiaoyao's typical image ranged from cunning and mischievous to ethereal and divine. Occasionally, she showed a girlish side to her Senior Brother, but this level of vulnerability was entirely unprecedented.
Luo Wusheng swallowed hard.
'But honestly, how was I supposed to know that my design for black silk stockings would make them such great conductors of electricity?'
The current situation was entirely due to that accidental kick.
The numbing energy that had been lingering in his body surged out the moment it found a conductive path through the thin stockings.
And now, the roles were reversed.
Luo Wusheng's numbness had completely dissipated, while Bai Xiaoyao's legs were utterly paralyzed by the residual energy.
Without treatment, she'd probably remain this way until midday tomorrow.
Looking at his junior sister's trembling legs and her futile attempts to pull off the stockings, Luo Wusheng took a deep breath and nodded.
"Alright…"
First, the electrically charged stockings had to be removed.
Fortunately, Bai Xiaoyao had already handled the most challenging part herself. If Luo Wusheng had been responsible for removing that section, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist seeking out his wife in the Sword Province to… cool off.
Carefully, he moved closer. Bai Xiaoyao's perfectly proportioned, shapely legs naturally rested on his lap.
His hands lightly grasped the remaining fabric, which still tingled faintly with residual electricity. Inevitably, his fingers brushed against the soft skin of her legs.
Bai Xiaoyao let out a small sound that she hastily suppressed, leaving only a muffled whimper.
Under Luo Wusheng's careful and deliberate actions, the sheer black stockings gradually slid past her knees, down her calves, and finally slipped off, revealing her delicate, crystal-clear feet.
Her now fully exposed legs trembled slightly before collapsing limply onto his lap.
For a moment, the room was filled only with the sound of their quickened breathing.
"Ahem. Are you feeling better now?"
Luo Wusheng forced himself to look away from the perfection of her legs and feet, his tone slightly unsteady.
"Better… but I still feel weak…"
Bai Xiaoyao adjusted her breathing, but as she noticed where her Senior Brother's gaze had lingered, the faint blush on her cheeks deepened.
'As I thought, Senior Brother is…'
She lowered her eyes momentarily before raising them again.
"Senior Brother… could you help me massage them?"
Luo Wusheng froze, staring at her in disbelief.
Her face was turned slightly away, her expression coy yet resolute.
"Besides, didn't you have some things you wanted to ask me? Like how I knew you'd return to the mansion around dusk today…"
"It's actually quite simple. My master was the reason I found out. I just used the Holy Maiden Token he gave me in the past to receive his transmitted messages."
"There are other matters as well… Let me take my time explaining everything to you, Senior Brother."
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