Early in the morning, in the master bedroom of a house in the south of Shimo City.
"Young Master, wake up..."
A girl in an elegant green dress tugged at the quilt with both hands, her slender waist slightly straightened as she leaned forward, her delicate face filled with helplessness. The
girl in the green dress pouted and whispered softly, her delicate white hands gently pulling at the quilt. Her movements and calls seemed to finally sober the sleepy boy a little.
"Um... Qingling..."
The green dress girl called crisply, and the boy's hazy eyes fluttered open, a few cracks slipping between his eyelids. Then the boy mumbled lazily and tugged at the girl's wrist.
With a cry of surprise, the girl who had come to call for help was pulled completely into the quilt and held under him like a rag doll.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
Qingling, the girl in the green dress, stirred but couldn't break free. She called out nervously, but only the sound of gentle breathing reached her ears, no response.
For some unknown reason, she didn't bother the boy any further. Instead, she tilted her head, her bright eyes quietly observing his sleeping profile. An unconscious smile played at the corner of her mouth, and she remained stunned.
The sun rose early and fast in Shimo City, and the light outside grew brighter. Through the cracks in the open door, rays of sunlight streamed onto the floor, brightening the room.
"Qingling, Qingling... Strange! It's obviously this time! Qingling is always punctual, and that brat isn't here..."
A voice drifted from the courtyard outside, calling from afar, as if someone was looking for her. Qingling realized the sound and turned her head, only to see a pair of long, graceful legs step through the doorway.
"Ahhhhh!"
A scream echoed through the courtyard, and the once quiet room suddenly became noisy.
Yan Qingshan, waking up from the noise, was furious. Rubbing his sore eyes, he shouted rudely, "What are you making so much noise for? Can't you let me sleep?"
"You, you, you, how could you... how could you do this..."
A woman's voice came from the doorway, pointing at the two disheveled men on the bed, stuttering and unable to form complete sentences. These two were too much. They had only known each other for a short time, and they were already together. Qingling was still a child!
"What do you mean by you? Don't you know this is my room? You're trespassing. Do you have any manners? Get out of here!"
She was met with an even louder roar. The girl, startled by the roar, instinctively stepped back and stumbled out of the room.
"Really... I finally managed it."
The moment the woman left, Yan Qingshan's composure was immediately broken, and he covered his head with his hands, his face filled with rage. He had indeed been in a bad mood and grumpy since waking up, but after that yell, he realized what had happened.
In this awkward situation, he could only bite the bullet and forcefully chase the person away, otherwise who knows what would have happened.
"Young Master, please don't be angry. Sister Xuelan didn't mean it."
A timid voice came from beside him. Qingling, the girl in a green dress, was being thrown onto the bed and held like a doll. Her clothes were wrinkled, and there were even some faint cuts in them, which filled her with a unique temptation.
"Help me up first. What's going on today? Don't you usually tell me to wake me later? And why did this woman come so early?"
Yan Qingshan sat up lazily, feeling very bad and speaking in a bad tone. Qingling silently helped him get up and dressed with her soft and tender hands, kneeling at the head of the bed and carefully helping him put his clothes in order.
"Young Master, you and Sister Xuelan agreed to meet this morning. Yesterday, you reminded Qingling to wake you up on time, otherwise..."
Qingling's face flushed as she spoke, her lips pouting, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She whispered, "You said Qingling's bottom would be in trouble..."
A man's peak energy isn't at night, but in the morning, just after waking up. The hot-blooded Yan Qingshan, who had just been dreaming sweet dreams while holding the limp little beauty, reacted immediately to these ambiguous words. His
head subconsciously lowered, his eyes unconsciously glancing over. The eleven-year-old snake girl's petite figure was already showing its full potential.
Perhaps thanks to her good nutrition during this period, her curves were becoming more and more defined. While not exactly childlike in appearance... she was also incredibly alluring.
Even the most cold and composed men can have their impulses. Hearing Qingling's words, Yan Qingshan subconsciously shifted his gaze back to where the girl had just spoken.
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Qingling seemed to sense his gaze, and as if the temptation wasn't enough, she bent down obediently, her hands and feet propped up on the bed.
"You little girl have also learned bad habits!"
Yan Qingshan leaned over and scratched her nose harshly, then slapped her twice. "A small punishment is a big lesson. If you fail to complete the task next time, the young master will punish you again."
With this, Yan Qingshan fled the room with his footsteps as fast as the wind. He would not admit that he had not been able to resist the temptation and reached out his hand.
This little girl was too tempting. Compared to the gentleness of the Little Medical Fairy, the little snake girl Qingling was extremely tolerant and submissive to him, almost treating him as her everything.
"Young master, Qingling thinks your punishment is not bad..."
The young girl turned and lay down on the bedding that Yan Qingshan had slept on. She hugged the bedding and returned to the bed, feeling the scent of Yan Qingshan beside her, and narrowed her eyes like a kitten.
As Yan Qingshan walked along, he recalled his incredibly smooth journey over the past few days. He was even surprised. The girl in the room who had called him "Young Master" was the one he had come to Stone Desert City to find.
Besides Xiao Yixian, there was another high-potential talent within the Jia Ma Empire: the half-snake girl with the Green Snake Triple Flower Pupil, whom Xiao Yan had named Qinglin.
Yes, Qingling was Qinglin, but Yan Qingshan thought the name Qinglin was rather unappealing. Xiao Yan's talent for naming was truly inexplicable. He called colored scales Cailin, and cyan scales Qinglin. Really...
because he thought the name Qinglin wasn't very appealing. Did cyan scales remind the girl of her snake identity?
He chose the homophonic name Qingling. It sounded similar, but the meaning was different: a cheerful girl who loved the color cyan and whose voice resembled wind chimes—a beautiful symbol.
Like Xiao Yixian, Qingling was a sensitive young woman in need of care, but Qingling was more pitiful. Xiao Yixian simply lacked friends, but no one rejected or disliked her. On the contrary, many people warmed to her.
But Qingling, because of her identity as a mixed-blood snake girl, has endured contempt and disgust since childhood. Few people are willing to approach her. The few friends she has will unconsciously express disgust when they see the snake scales on her wrist. She is very sensitive and insecure.
Yan Qingshan is the first person who has not felt the slightest disgust towards her. The Qingshan Town where her original body was located is very far away from the Tagor Desert, and snake people and the like have no meaning to him at all.
But the current Yan Qingshan, the beast-transformed girl, can only be seen in the two-dimensional world. Now that he has seen the real person, she is still such a cute and obedient little lady. He likes her so much that he can't bear to feel disgusted!
It was precisely because of the warm feeling Yan Qingshan gave her that Qingling was easily seduced by him, and even took the initiative to ask to be a maid instead of a sister. Yan Qingshan resisted for a while at first, but he was very satisfied with the considerate care of the lovely maid, and then he didn't mention the sister or not.
He would be a fool to refuse such a thoughtful, considerate, and caring maid. He'd been so used to Qingling's care these days that his temper had actually flared, even taking on a bit of a snobbish air.
It was like his previous habit of staying in bed and getting mad at bedtime—things he'd never experienced back in Qingshan Town. Could it be Qingling's fault for being so gentle?
Of course, it was also due to the exhaustion of his relentless daily practice, but compared to his days of soaking in medicinal baths in Qingshan Town, he had indeed fallen a bit.
"Young Master, Sister Xuelan is waiting for you!"
Qingling's voice came from behind. She had unknowingly made Yan Qingshan's messy bed and emerged. She came over to him, straightened his collar, smoothed out the creases, and gave him a sweet smile and a wink. Yan Qingshan
pinched Qingling's cheek and slowly left, heading for the living room. Qingling went into the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks for the two of them. Remembering that the young master seemed to have just gotten up and needed to prepare breakfast and toiletries, she hurried back to work.
Yan Qingshan stepped over the door of the living room and saw a slim figure sitting on a soft chair next to the coffee table. She had her arms clasped around her and her long legs crossed. When she saw him come in, she immediately glared at him angrily.
"Bang~~~~"
Yan Qingshan had just walked to the opposite side when the woman immediately lost her temper. She stood up suddenly and stepped on the coffee table, pointing at Yan Qingshan and scolding him: "You stinky little brat, you said you would take good care of Qingling, and this is how you take care of her. Qingling is only eleven years old, how can you..."
"Qingling is my maid. I don't need to ask for your opinion on what I do to her. She herself doesn't feel wronged, so there is no need for you to say anything."
Yan Qingshan calmly sat down on another soft chair opposite the girl, leaned back and smiled calmly: "Also, let me remind you that everything in this place you are in now is my property, and you have to pay for any damage.
I spent ten thousand on this house, and the other things are about the same price. Take this coffee table for example, both the carving and the materials are the best in Shimo City. I'm afraid this coffee table is enough for your family to eat and drink for several months.
Are you sure you are going to continue showing off your figure without retracting your feet?"