Chapter 630 : Ling Ning, Ready to Explode
“Um… Ye Xuan, don’t you think it’s time to stop!?”
Ling Ning looked at Ye Xuan with tearful, pleading eyes. If this continued, something truly embarrassing might happen. And why were her legs so sensitive? It just didn’t make sense!
“Why?”
Ye Xuan raised her head, her face showing genuine confusion, but her hands showed no intention of stopping.
Just as Ling Ning was about to explain, the bathroom door opened, and Ling Ye cheerfully ran out. For her, the best part of the day was snuggling into her Mom’s lap after a nice, warm bath.
“Mom, dry my hair!”
“On it~”
Ling Ning quickly pulled her legs back, crawled out from under the kotatsu, and moved to the sofa, gathering her daughter into her arms.
As Ling Ye basked in her Mom’s attention, she suddenly noticed something odd. Her Mom’s stockings were missing. She distinctly remembered they were there before her bath.
“Mom, where are your stockings?”
“Oh, uh… it was getting a bit stuffy under the kotatsu, so I took them off~” Ling Ning stammered.
“Really!? Is that so?”
Ling Ye blinked curiously. Something about this didn’t add up. She knew her Mom hated the cold. For her to take off her stockings was incredibly unusual. How strange.
“Alright, stop overthinking. Don’t you still have writing to do?”
“Mm.”
Noticing her Mom’s embarrassed expression, Ling Ye decided not to press further. Meanwhile, Ye Xuan’s lips curved into a faint smile—an expression rare for her. Ling Ning noticed and shot her a glare. This was all Ye Xuan’s fault.
After drying her daughter’s hair, Ling Ning stretched contentedly and announced, “Alright, my turn to take a bath. Ye Xuan, just wait a bit. I’ll be quick.”
“I want—”
“Don’t even think about it. There’s no way I’m bathing with you!” Ling Ning cut her off mid-sentence. The only reason she dared say this so openly was that her daughter had already gone to her room to grab her laptop.
“No… I just wanted to watch some TV.”
Ling Ning froze for a moment, her face stiffening. Had she just overthought things? But knowing Ye Xuan, there was likely a teasing undertone in her words.
“Do whatever you want!”
With that, Ling Ning turned and went to her room to grab a change of clothes.
As Ling Ning walked away, a peculiar glint flickered in Ye Xuan’s eyes.
When Ling Ning finally emerged from the bathroom, her face carried a faint blush. Perhaps it was from the heat—or perhaps not.
Seeing her appear, Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow and commented in an ambiguous tone, “That was quick, Ling Ning~”
“Uh…”
“If I’m not mistaken, it’s been fifty-seven minutes and thirty-four seconds since you went in. Truly quick.” Ye Xuan’s voice was calm, yet her words carried an underlying sharpness.
“Well, girls take longer baths. It’s only natural.”
Ling Ning’s eyes darted nervously, unable to meet Ye Xuan’s piercing gaze.
“After taking so long, don’t you think you owe me some compensation?” Ye Xuan’s eyes drifted down to Ling Ning’s long legs.
“Compensation? Come on, we’re close enough to skip that kind of thing. By the way, where’s Ye Ye?”
Ling Ning glanced around. Normally, her daughter would be typing away under the kotatsu. Since her laptop was still there, she must have gone to fetch something from her room.
“Ye Ye’s in her room looking for something, I think.”
Ling Ning nodded and slid under the kotatsu. Having already dried her hair, she had no concerns.
Seemingly remembering something, Ye Xuan placed a crumpled pair of black stockings in front of Ling Ning. “You forgot these.”
“Oh…”
Ling Ning casually grabbed them and stuffed them into her coat pocket. She couldn’t believe she had forgotten them. Thank goodness Ye Xuan wasn’t like her overly affectionate childhood friend. Otherwise, these stockings would never have made it back to her.
For some reason, Ling Ning felt like Ye Xuan was unusually cheerful today. Though she didn’t outwardly express it, it was noticeable.
Then again, considering her legs had been touched thoroughly from top to bottom, it wasn’t surprising. Ling Ning just couldn’t understand leg enthusiasts. Sure, long legs looked nice, but why the obsession with touching them?
Maybe she’d just grown numb to it. After all, she herself didn’t have a habit of admiring her own legs.
As Ling Ning got lost in thought, a familiar hand crept up her thigh again. She shot Ye Xuan a glare. Couldn’t she stop? Ling Ning’s legs were sensitive; prolonged touching would definitely evoke reactions.
Before long, Ling Ye bounced back into the living room. Seeing her Mom, she greeted her with a bright smile before settling under the kotatsu to continue her writing.
Ling Ning’s nerves were on edge. Ye Xuan’s hand hadn’t left her thigh the entire time. If her daughter noticed, there would undoubtedly be an explosive reaction.
Ling Ning glared at Ye Xuan, silently urging her to stop. However, Ye Xuan remained unfazed, continuing as if nothing was wrong.
Sighing in resignation, Ling Ning chose to ignore her. Knowing Ye Xuan, she probably wouldn’t go too far. Besides… having her long legs touched wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
But there was a downside. Ling Ning found herself completely unable to write. Her thoughts wandered to scenes from her “study materials.” While there was nothing inherently wrong with recalling them, the troubling part was—
Why was she always imagining herself as the submissive one?
Something had to be off. Someone like her should be the dominant one, the queen of her own harem!
If this went on, she felt she might just explode.
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Author’s Note:
So sleepy, I feel like a salted fish~