Oh ho! Her Majesty the Queen has grown bolder! She even took the initiative to go on the offensive!
Alarm bells rang loudly in Lin Qingyue's heart—no, it was a battle song playing!
She gazed at the breathtakingly beautiful face before her, where three parts shyness and seven parts initiative intertwined into a contradictory, ultimate temptation.
The curve of her lips suddenly became highly aggressive.
"Of course."
She replied lazily, but her voice hid an impending sense of danger.
The next second, she took a sudden step forward, her arm sweeping out like lightning.
"Ah!"
A short cry of surprise was caught in her throat.
Ilanier felt the world spin as her whole body was effortlessly lifted into the air, landing steadily in a firm and warm embrace.
A standard princess carry!
Lin Qingyue lowered her head, her warm breath brushing against the Queen's reddened ear. Her voice was low, magnetic, and full of wicked playfulness.
"As you command, my Queen."
"Tonight's 'life science' practical class officially begins now."
Ilanier's cheeks were so red they looked as if they might bleed. She subconsciously stretched out her arms, hugging Lin Qingyue's neck tightly, and buried her burning face deep into the other's neck, letting out a soft, resigned whimper.
Feeling the soft, fragrant body in her arms, and the slight trembling caused by shyness and anticipation, the smile on Lin Qingyue's lips grew even more audacious.
She turned around with a loud laugh, taking long strides as she walked triumphantly toward the large, soft bed.
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Inside the bedchamber, the enchanting scene of intimacy played out once again.
Compared to last night's clumsiness, tonight Ilanier undoubtedly had a bit more mental preparation, mustering the courage to try and reclaim a shred of initiative.
However, theoretical knowledge was ultimately just talk on paper.
In the face of Lin Qingyue, a "demon student" whose "spiritual union" techniques advanced by leaps and bounds and whose hand skills were full of endless tricks, Ilanier, the "novice teacher," was quickly thrown into total disarray by an array of unheard-of maneuvers.
Her so-called theories and preparations instantly crumbled, suffering a complete defeat.
"N-no... I can't anymore... Qingyue..."
Ilanier's voice was out of tune, her broken syllables escaping in intermittent gasps.
Her entire body went limp as if all her bones had been extracted. Her consciousness became like snow under a warm spring sun, weakly melting onto the bed, unable to move even a single finger.
Lin Qingyue propped herself up above her, admiring the thoroughly ravished, languidly charming posture of the person beneath her, silently checking a stopwatch in her head.
Not bad, you've made progress. You lasted ten seconds longer than yesterday. Worthy of praise.
She could clearly feel that after that deep spiritual exchange just now, the Mental Energy within her body had been tempered and purified quite a bit, circulating with ever greater smoothness and clarity.
The efficiency of this "Dual Cultivation" was simply more rapid and potent than any panacea.
"Tired already?"
Lin Qingyue leaned down and whispered in Ilanier's ear. Her wicked, triumphant smile made her voice sound especially infuriating, "It seems there is still plenty of room for improvement in The Queen's endurance."
Ilanier couldn't even muster the strength to retort, only able to use her watery, shimmering eyes to silently accuse her of her savage acts.
Seeing this, Lin Qingyue felt a burst of amusement and decided to stop teasing her.
"Alright, alright, I won't mess with you anymore. Roll over, I'll give you a massage."
"Hmm?" Ilanier let out a confused nasal sound.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."
Brooking no argument, Lin Qingyue gently flipped her soft, limp body over, letting her lie comfortably on her stomach on the bed.
Then, she brought her fingers together, mobilized a wisp of pure Power of Holy Light, and landed them with unparalleled precision on several key acupoints on Ilanier's nape, shoulder blades, and lumbar spine.
As her fingertips pressed down, the force alternating between light and heavy, a warm and comfortable current flowed in through her fingers, quickly driving away the soreness and fatigue deep within the muscles.
This set of massage techniques was something she had specifically learned from an old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in her previous life to relieve the neck and shoulder strain caused by her long hours of live streaming.
Later, after acquiring a certain character's medical Skill, she even combined it with the Holy Light Spell, refining it to absolute perfection.
"Mmm..."
Ilanier let out a sigh of bone-deep comfort, her entire body completely relaxing.
"You... you know how to do this too?" her voice was filled with astonishment.
"There's a lot more I know how to do." Lin Qingyue's hands didn't stop moving, and neither did her mouth. "If you behave well in the future, I can consider setting up an annual pass for you—an exclusive offer for The Queen."
Her fingers traced down along the spine, pressing the acupoints along the way. When she pressed the dimples of her lower back, Ilanier's body noticeably stiffened.
Lin Qingyue's heart stirred, and a mischievous urge flared up again.
Her fingers continued downward, landing precisely on the depressions on both sides of her buttocks.
Huantiao Point!
"Don't move, this is the key. It can help you thoroughly clear your Meridians."
She explained with a straight face. The pressure of her hands remained unchanged, but the injected Power of Holy Light suddenly multiplied several times over!
"Ah—!"
An incredibly bizarre sensation of soreness and numbness suddenly exploded, like an out-of-control torrent of lightning shooting straight down the Meridians to the soles of her feet!
It felt as if all the blocked Meridians in her body were instantly flushed open; all the sour, numb, and swelling sensations were magnified tenfold and violently detonated!
Ilanier cried out, almost bouncing right off the bed.
She could only bite down hard on the pillow, letting out a series of suppressed, muffled groans. The sensation was achy, numb, and swollen, yet it carried a trace of soothing relief that followed the soreness, making her want to shrink away but reluctant to part with it.
After finishing the back massage, Lin Qingyue still hadn't had enough. With a wicked smile, she playfully patted her perky buttocks.
"Turn over, there's front-side service too. I guarantee you'll feel right at home."
Ilanier groggily turned over and lay flat on her back, her eyes still holding a trace of bewildered daze as if she had just survived a catastrophe.
"This is called total relaxation of the body and mind. It's all about an equal distribution of attention."
Lin Qingyue spouted nonsense with a straight face, but her hands professionally cupped her shoulders, beginning with gentle circular presses on her trapezius muscles.
This was the standard starting technique for relaxing the thoracic spine and the neck and shoulder muscle groups.
"Don't be nervous, relax, breathe in..." she guided in a hypnotic tone. "Ready? The double-efficacy package is coming!"
Before her voice had even faded, an equally increased dose of the Power of Holy Light surged into Ilanier's muscles in an instant, like a warm tide!
"Mnn...! Qingyue...!"
A tearful whimper escaped from Ilanier's throat.
That domineering achy and numb sensation swept through her entire body once again, as if tingling ripples were welling up from deep within her muscles, spreading outward in rings and leaving her completely unable to control her own reactions.
It didn't feel uncomfortable, maybe even... but it was just too intense!
"Oh? Is it sore here? Or perhaps, here..."
Lin Qingyue asked knowingly, her fingers wandering over the major acupoints on her front, keeping the rhythm of her pressing unchanged.
The surging force of the Holy Light showed no signs of weakening, vowing to "wash away" every last trace of fatigue within the Queen's body.
"Wu..."
The Queen went completely silent, her toes curling up.
Hearing this, Lin Qingyue felt extremely satisfied. Only then did she let her go, switching to gentle techniques to help her relax her entire body.
After a professional massage, Ilanier felt as if she had come back to life.
The previous feeling of hollow weakness was swept away entirely, leaving only a lazy, bone-deep comfort.
She lay on her side on the bed, too lazy to even open her eyes. Rubbing her cheek against the soft pillow, she mumbled indistinctly, "Qingyue, I think... choosing you as my partner might have been a mistake."
"Regretting it now? Too late!"
Lin Qingyue lay down beside her, pulling the Queen, who was already so tired she was about to fall asleep, into her arms.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay with you a little longer."
"Mhm..."
Ilanier adjusted into a comfortable position, nuzzled her head against Lin Qingyue's chest, and soon drifted off to sleep.
Holding the warm, soft body in her arms and listening to her steady breathing, Lin Qingyue felt a deep sense of peace in her heart.
She glanced at the moonlight outside the window, figured it was about time, and silently got up, preparing to head back to her own dorm.
She had barely taken two steps when a soft rustle of fabric came from behind her.
Lin Qingyue turned around, only to see that Ilanier had woken up at some point. She was sitting up in bed, looking at her with sleepy eyes.
"Qingyue."
"Hmm?"
"After tomorrow's 'practice', give me a massage again, okay?"
The Queen's voice carried a hint of coquettishness and anticipation that she herself hadn't even noticed.
Looking at her eager expression, clearly craving more of a good thing, Lin Qingyue couldn't hold back a laugh.
"Depends on your performance."