"I… I wasn't slacking off!" Gu Qingqian hurried to defend herself. "I was just… just taking a break!"
"Oh?" Lin Feng smiled. "Isn't slacking off the same as taking a break? Unless you're saying slacking off is work now?"
"..."
Gu Qingqian was instantly speechless.
Her little mouth pouted in injustice, her big watery eyes brimming with accusation, but she dared not speak out in anger.
Her small hands instinctively went behind her back, clutching tightly to protect her little butt as she shrank backward, face full of resistance.
The cuteness of it all made people want to tease her hard.
"Fine, no spanking." Lin Feng tossed the paper bag in front of her. "Then put on this outfit."
Gu Qingqian opened the bag curiously, and upon one glance, her face instantly flushed crimson to her ears.
It was a maid outfit — and the scandalous kind at that!
The black mini skirt was absurdly short, like it would flash anyone if she bent over even slightly. The chest went for an exaggerated low-cut design, the neckline gaping wide, held together by a few thin strings.
"I'm not wearing it!" She refused without even thinking.
"Sure." Lin Feng cracked his knuckles with a pop. "Then it's spanking time. Actually, I didn't get enough yesterday, so I'll give you a few extra today to help you remember your lesson."
"You… you big villain!" Gu Qingqian cursed him ten thousand times in her head.
She glanced at Lin Feng's eager hand, then at the embarrassing outfit on the bed, and finally caved in.
Pouting furiously, she grabbed the maid's outfit and glared at him. "Y‑you get out!"
Lin Feng shrugged, turned, and left the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
A Corruption Value of 10 wasn't enough for him to watch the whole changing process.
A moment later, the bedroom door opened a crack. Gu Qingqian peeked out, saw Lin Feng really was in the living room, and then timidly stepped out.
Lin Feng's gaze was instantly drawn to her.
The outfit had originally been bought by Jiang Xiaoya to fit her fiery D-cup figure. On Gu Qingqian's petite, A-cup frame, it hung overly loose.
Especially at the chest — it sagged, failing to fill the fabric, and when she moved even slightly, more of the view inside the neckline was exposed.
She looked like a little girl who stole grown-up clothes, her innocence mixed with an unexpected kind of temptation.
Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but land on her empty-looking chest.
"Don't look!"
Gu Qingqian noticed his stare right away, quickly covered her chest with her hands, and tried to glare fiercely.
"Big villain! Big pervert!"
Lin Feng spread his hands in mock helplessness. "Quit covering up — what's left to cover? Honestly, not only while you're dressed, even if you stripped naked, I might not tell front from back."
"You—!"
The damage from that line was clearly worse than a spanking!
Gu Qingqian's face burned red with rage. Sure enough, she dropped her hands from her chest, even stubbornly puffed out her tiny chest.
"Who says… who says there's nothing!? It's right there!?"
Lin Feng sized her up, then shook his head with mock solemnity, sighing in a philosophical tone:
"Ah, people — the more they lack something, the harder they try to prove they have it."
"You… you're talking nonsense! I don't!"
Gu Qingqian trembled with anger, her eyes instantly welling up.
She wanted to argue, but Lin Feng's words were true…
Back in high school, her family, trying to prevent her from dating, had given her a super short, boyish haircut.
Once while shopping, a little kid said, "That young guy is so handsome."
Gu Qingqian had been devastated on the spot.
She thought it'd get better as she grew up, but while her age increased, they didn't.
Her lips pouted, crystal tears brimming in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
That mix of angerand unwillingness made Lin Feng's heart itch.
Teasing a timid yet prideful little rabbit like her was just too entertaining.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop messing with you." Seeing her like this, Lin Feng backed off, pointing to the rag on the floor. "Break time's over. Time to work, little maid."
"Hmph…"
Gu Qingqian lowered her head, silently picked up the rag, and walked to the corner to start mopping the floor.
She didn't dare look at Lin Feng — the humiliation from earlier made her wish she could vanish into a crack in the ground.
Kneeling and leaning forward, one hand bracing, the other holding the rag, she cleaned every inch of floor with serious focus.
That position forced her to bend farther forward.
And the maid's outfit, already loose-fitting, now hung even more loosely.
The wide neckline, pulled down by gravity, formed a huge opening.
Lin Feng, sitting on the sofa, had a literal God's-eye view.
He didn't even need to try — just dropping his gaze gave him an unobstructed look inside the neckline.
Thanks to the Bliss Cave effect, Gu Qingqian's alertness had hit rock bottom; she had no clue she was essentially half-naked right now.
Lin Feng's gaze roamed freely, appreciating the view.
He could clearly see that under her flat chest was a cute pink bra patterned with strawberries.
There was no deep cleavage, but that innocent, pure girlishness held a different kind of charm.
As she mopped, her body moved slightly, the two small, soft mounds shifting gently like budding flowers, tender and lovely.
Lower, her impossibly slim waist came into view, and then…
Through gaps in the fabric, he could see the white cotton panties under the maid's skirt, the seam outlining the coveted "peach garden," plus a glimpse of smooth, jade-like thigh.
This half-covered, half-hidden voyeuristic feel was a hundred times more exciting than if she'd stripped down to just her underwear and knelt there!
Lin Feng grew curious — what exactly did an A-cup chest look like?
Honestly, he'd seen countless videos, and even the "loli-style" characters in those had at least B or C cups.
A pure A? This was his first time seeing a real-life version.
A bolder idea popped into his mind.
"Freeze."
With a thought, Lin Feng quietly cast Body Freeze on Gu Qingqian.
In an instant, her movements halted.
She remained in a kneeling pose, one hand bracing, the other holding the rag out as if frozen in time, like a delicate sculpture — even her eyeballs couldn't move.
Lin Feng immediately stood from the sofa and, silent as a shadow, moved behind her.