The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts-Chapter 112: The Fallen Magic Girl

Lingmeng still quite brazen, stood up proudly, "It’s just the two of us~ I’m afraid the boss has some hidden rules for me!"

Before Lin Shuang could speak, she quickly added, "I know the boss will say he’s not interested in my flat chest!"

This Lingmeng sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her feet, "But master seems to be a bit interested in his little apprentice’s feet!"

Lin Shuang...

Really couldn’t quite refute that.

Seeing Lin Shuang silent, Lingmeng raised two fingers triumphantly, tracing circles clockwise beside her cheeks.

"Humph, I guessed right, didn’t I, master?"

Lin Shuang decided to accuse first to take the initiative in the conversation.

"Speaking of which, little apprentice, you have been paying your dues to your master later and later recently!"

Because of some kind of special tacit understanding.

This Lingmeng, every day she sends Lin Shuang a selfie of herself in a cosplay outfit.

There was a time when she sent them very actively, often early in the morning, or even just after midnight.

These past few days, she’s been sending them very late.

How can she be so lazy!

Lingmeng pouted, "Master, I’m about to run out of cosplay outfits to take photos for you!"

Lin Shuang spread his hands, "You can take some advance on your salary from me, use it to buy some pretty little skirts, then take photos for me to see, it’s a healthy cycle~"

"That makes it like I’m completely working for master!"

"It’s not like you aren’t working for me already..."

"Exploitation! Blatant exploitation!"

Lingmeng, as if losing hope, lay down on the bed, rolling from one end to the other, then back again.

As if rolling back and forth could resist the master’s exploitation...

Her feet, rolling along with her, also flipped up and down— it must be added that this milk tea shop clerk was wearing the uniform Lin Shuang made for the clerks, that is, a cheongsam paired with black stockings.

The little apprentice’s feet, wrapped in black stockings, were in a pair of small high heels.

The shoes were already half off, hooked on the tips of her toes, the exquisitely delicate heels of her feet pointing upwards, the arches of her feet facing the sky.

The lines were smooth and natural, plump and delicate, without any excess fat or flaws.

Through the black stockings, a bit of pink could be seen.

Like nectar hidden inside a flower bud, ready to bloom.

Lin Shuang commented, "Why don’t you wear higher heels?"

"Being petite is also one of my cute points, you know? I even want to wear flat shoes, but everyone in the shop wears high heels, I can’t really be the odd one out~"

"You sure are easy-going..."

"So, master, you really are staring at my feet, aren’t you?"

Lingmeng lay on the bed, looking at him, swinging her feet behind her.

This pose...

Lin Shuang paraphrased her words, "So, little apprentice, you really want me to break the rules with you, huh!"

Lingmeng tilted her head, "Would it help if I scream?"

Lin Shuang grinned, "Scream~ Scream?"

The little apprentice seemed to struggle for a while, then kicked off her little heels.

She hugged her legs sitting on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on her knees.

Curled up into a little ball again.

Looking like a soft, squishy pillow.

Lin Shuang didn’t know what she was up to, but felt the atmosphere turning somewhat delicate.

After a while, Lingmeng spoke softly, "Master~"

"Why call me master?"

"I haven’t sent today’s tribute yet..."

’Indeed."

Lingmeng rubbed her little head on her knees a couple of times.

"So, master... come help me take them now?"

"Huh?"

Lin Shuang still didn’t understand what Lingmeng was talking about.

There aren’t any cosplay costumes here.

But she saw her little apprentice biting her lip, holding a pillow to cover her face.

"Master, don’t you always say... you want to look at the feet, I tried taking pictures myself several times but felt they weren’t good."

She buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled, "So master, do it yourself..."

After she finished saying that, she straightened her legs.

Lin Shuang wanted to clear his own name, "I didn’t say it every day!"

It was just a joke at the beginning!

Lingmeng grumbled softly, accusing, "Hmm... in any case, master is a pervert who likes a disciple’s feet!"

Lin Shuang glanced at her extended feet.

Her instep was tense, and her toes curled tightly, forming a beautiful arch, resting on the edge of the bed.

Lin Shuang muttered, "Who offers something and still has to do it themselves!"

Lingmeng also muttered, "Do it yourself... self-sufficiency, right..."

Lin Shuang said cheerfully, "Isn’t it just taking photos? What ’do it yourself’? I didn’t say I was going to touch!"

Lingmeng straightened her feet and gently kicked Lin Shuang.

The force was very light, not really a kick, more like a rub against Lin Shuang.

She buried her head deeper into the pillow, her voice even softer,

"...Master, if you want to touch... it’s also okay..."

She continued to mutter, "Anyway, I’m just master’s pitiful little apprentice, a small employee who could be exploited by the boss..."

Lin Shuang looked at his little apprentice’s feet, already resting on his lap.

Cute and small arches trembling slightly.

"Massaging the little apprentice’s feet wouldn’t really count as exploitation, would it."

Speaking of which, Lin Shuang pressed his hand onto her feet, "I’ve actually learned some massage techniques recently, why don’t I help relieve the fatigue of a hardworking apprentice?"

"Okay... then I’ll trouble master..."

The texture of the black silk is very smooth,

Even through the black silk, he could feel the soft tenderness of the little apprentice’s soles.

Lin Shuang, feeling a bit mischievous, pressed a bit harder with the pad of his fingers on her foot’s arch.

Lingmeng suddenly twitched and writhed.

Her slender waist underlined by the cheongsam, creating an even more breathtaking curve.

Her flat chest heaving dramatically, "Master..."

Lin Shuang chuckled, "Such a big reaction, huh? It means you’ve been overworked recently."

His tone sounded just like an old traditional doctor who could diagnose just by feeling the pulse.

"Master... so what should I do..."

"Press a bit more?"

Lin Shuang pressed harder with his hands.

Lingmeng writhed even more fiercely.

Forget it, forget it... although bullying the little apprentice is fun.

But you can’t bully too much at once, need to keep it slow and steady.

Lin Shuang then scratched her arch and switched his focus to her cute and exquisite toes.

The intimate and kind master-apprentice foot massage didn’t last too long.

After all... there are other employees coming up to rest soon.

Lin Shuang released Lingmeng’s feet and took out his phone to take a picture.

Well, this is also something the apprentice asked her master to do! How could he not satisfy his sensible and good apprentice.

Lingmeng finally caught her breath and removed the pillow.

Lin Shuang’s massage was obviously effective; she looked very refreshed.

Her moist eyes looked at Lin Shuang, "Master... this magic girl disciple... is really falling into evil..."