Published: January 2, 2025
Her hands were incredibly gentle, softly kneading on Qin Chen's body. Originally, Qin Chen was a bit tense, but the ten fingers, as delicate as white jade, gently kneaded on his chest, making him feel extremely comfortable.
One had to admit, Qingxue Silan's kneading skill was quite good. Qin Chen had been exhausted after a long day, but at this moment, he was dispersed by those slender fingers, feeling as if he was floating on clouds, light and comfortable.
However, in this situation, Silan was after all his disciple, which made Qin Chen feel somewhat embarrassed.
After a while, Qin Chen spoke, "Silan, that's enough, you don't need to knead anymore. You can go back and rest."
"Master, is Silan not kneading well?"
Qingxue Silan lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito, her eyes filled with anxiety, as if she had done something wrong, looking pitiful with tears welling up, almost on the verge of crying.
Qin Chen was speechless; it seemed he hadn't said anything at all.
Why was Silan on the verge of tears?
He sighed bitterly, "It's comfortable, very comfortable, but you are my disciple, not my maid. I don’t want you to work so hard."
Qingxue Silan’s face flushed red, and she softly replied, "I am willing to serve you, Master."
Seeing Silan so resolute, Qin Chen sighed lightly. Fortunately, Qingxue Silan was just helping him knead his body, so he didn’t say much and closed his eyes to relax.
Qingxue Silan kneaded with great care, and gradually, under this comfortable sensation, Qin Chen slowly fell asleep.
Suddenly, Qin Chen was startled awake by the sound of rushing water. He opened his eyes and saw a graceful, snow-white figure clearly presented before him.
This was an incredibly perfect body, with skin as white as snow, crystal clear and flawless, her outer garment half undressed, her jade-like form exposed.
It was Qingxue Silan; her outer clothing had already fallen away, leaving her in an extremely thin garment, her delicate hands gently stroking Qin Chen's chest, but she was blushing fiercely, not knowing how to proceed.
At this moment, upon seeing Qin Chen open his eyes, their gazes met, and she immediately lowered her head, her neck turning pink, not daring to look into Qin Chen's eyes, feeling flustered, like a frightened little beast.
Splash! Qin Chen suddenly stood up, startled, and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"
Water splashed everywhere, soaking Qingxue Silan, and that thin garment became even more translucent, making it possible to vaguely see the scenery underneath.
"Ah!"
Qingxue Silan was also startled, seeing Qin Chen's body after he stood up, she hurriedly closed her eyes, her heart racing and unable to calm down. It was her first time seeing such a thing.
Qin Chen's expression darkened. With a swift motion, he left the bathtub, hurriedly dressed, and went to the hall outside, coldly saying, "Silan, put on your clothes and come out."
Qingxue Silan's face turned pale as she hurriedly donned her clothes and rushed into the hall, her soul seemingly lost, saying, "Master."
Qin Chen felt a chill in his heart. He did have some intention to assist the Qingxue family, but this was only to help him understand his thoughts better. Moreover, the Qingxue family inherently had cooperative value, especially since Qingxue Silan was his disciple.
But who would have thought that the Qingxue family would do such a thing, sending such a young girl to serve him? What did they take Qingxue Silan for?
And what did they think of him?
Qin Chen's gaze turned sharp, his face turning dark. He had already decided that if this matter was indeed orchestrated by Qingxue Futian and others, he would surely reprimand them and impose strict punishment.
"Master, did I do something insufficiently well to make you angry? I can change, can't I?"
Qingxue Silan lowered her head, speaking in a panic, her fingers unconsciously pinching her skirt, evoking pity.
Seeing Qingxue Silan's delicate lips lightly biting, appearing as if she was about to cry, Qin Chen sighed inwardly. He felt resentful for her, the stern reprimand that was on the tip of his tongue was swallowed back, and he asked, "Who told you to do this? Was it your father Qingxue Futian, or the elders of the Qingxue family?"