Looking at this petite girl kneeling and leaning forward, completely defenseless, Lin Feng straddled her waist on both sides, looking down from above. The urge to just climb on her right then and there flashed through his mind.
He reached out, gently grabbed the collar of her maid's outfit, and pulled it back.
The oversized collar slipped easily to her upper back, exposing a large patch of smooth, snow-white skin.
The girl's back had graceful lines, a faint spinal groove running down the center, disappearing into the shadow of her skirt.
A pink bra strap stretched across her shoulder blades, standing out clearly.
Lin Feng's fingers lightly touched the tiny metal clasp.
Click.
An almost inaudible snap — the bra clasp came undone in his hand.
After that, he carefully adjusted her collar back into place, restoring it to how it was.
Then, using his ability, he wiped away her memory of those few short seconds and returned to the sofa, crossing his legs.
"Release."
With a thought, the Body Freeze lifted.
Lin Feng's gaze turned again to the girl still kneeling and mopping the floor.
This time, what he saw was different.
The pink strawberry bra, no longer held by the clasp, had loosened completely.
It only stayed in place, barely hanging on her chest, thanks to the layers of clothing.
As she moved, the edge of the bra would occasionally flip up, giving Lin Feng glimpses of scenery never shown before.
A pair of small, delicate, snow-white breasts came into view — just like the tips of ripe white peaches, with a tiny, cute little curve.
The soft globes and nipples were so tender they made your heart tremble; the nipples were nearly white, with just a faint pink hue, making them look innocent and lovely.
Sure enough, Gu Qingqian felt nothing.
Her "boobs" were just too small.
Other girls wear bras to support their chests, prevent sagging, and reduce bouncing.
She wore one purely to prove to the world — she had boobs too!
There was already a natural gap between her tiny "pigeon chest" and the bra, so even with it completely loose, she didn't notice anything weird. She kept dutifully working as her little maid.
Lin Feng sat there, legs crossed, admiring the view for over half an hour.
Only when Gu Qingqian had polished every inch of the living room floor to a mirror shine did she let out a long breath, wiping the fine sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
She turned around, face glowing with relief, and said sweetly to Lin Feng, "Master, I'm done! Can I go now?"
That "Master" rolled off her tongue naturally and melodiously — clearly, she was already getting used to her new role.
Lin Feng finally tore his gaze away from those two exquisite, tender pink nipples.
He glanced at the virtual panel — Gu Qingqian's Corruption Value had only risen to 12.
That's not gonna cut it. Absolutely couldn't let her leave so easily!
Suddenly, inspiration struck — a mischievous idea popped into his head.
"Mm, good job." Lin Feng nodded, then changed tack. "But there's one last task. Give me a massage for about twenty minutes. Once you're done, you can leave."
Saying that, he flopped onto the sofa in a pose ready to enjoy himself.
"But… I don't know how to massage!" Gu Qingqian froze.
"It's nothing complicated, just loosen up the muscles, knead a bit, you'll learn as you go," Lin Feng's voice came from the cushions, with a hint of command. "Unless… you want to keep me company till evening?"
Thinking that just twenty more minutes would set her free, Gu Qingqian could only bite her lip and agree.
The moment she nodded, Lin Feng cast Body Freeze again!
Without delay, he zipped over to the balcony toolbox, rummaged quickly, and found two small pieces of fine sandpaper. He grabbed double-sided tape from a drawer, cut the sandpaper into thumbnail-sized pieces, stuck them on, and in a flash returned to Gu Qingqian's side.
Skillfully lifting the collar of her maid outfit, he precisely attached the double-sided tape pieces to the inside of her pink strawberry bra, right over those two most delicate nipples.
Then he refastened her bra.
This time, he deliberately clasped it on the tightest notch!
Instantly, the already snug bra clamped down on her tiny chest, pressing the soft mounds firmly against the fabric.
Especially those tender nipples — now just a few millimeters from the rough sandpaper.
The second she moved even slightly, or her body shifted, the nipples would graze the sandpaper and trigger an unusual wave of pleasure…
Lin Feng wiped that memory too, then swiftly returned to the sofa.
This time it took a bit longer. When he released the freeze, he was just about to lie down again.
"Ah!"
Gu Qingqian jumped at the sudden sight, letting out a short gasp.
She clearly remembered Lin Feng had been lying on the sofa — when did he sit up!?
"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked, feigning ignorance.
"Ah… n‑nothing, nothing!"
Gu Qingqian shook her head hard.
She didn't believe in supernatural stuff — surely she was just tired, her eyes playing tricks.
Pushing the thought aside, she obediently knelt by the sofa, lifted her little hands, and started pressing his arms.
But no sooner had she touched his arm, preparing to press down, than an unprecedented jolt of intense stimulation exploded from her most delicate nipples like a bolt of lightning!
It was a sharp, tingling pleasure drilling into her nipple, as if countless tiny electric currents shot straight into her pussy, then spread through her limbs and body!
"Ah!"
She couldn't help but cry out, her body twitching violently as her hands snatched back, clutching her chest as if something had brushed her boobs.
What the—!?
Her face flushed crimson, heart pounding.
That spot was the most sensitive, vulnerable part of her body. Even in the shower, she dared not touch her nipples too hard — the slightest brush would send tingles through her, leaving her weak and limp.
So she always bought bras one size bigger, and fastened them on the loosest notch.
But today, for some reason, the bra suddenly felt tighter!
And the friction… it was way rougher, stronger than ever!
Like… like fine sand constantly grinding her most sensitive nipple tips!
"What happened?" Lin Feng turned his head, asking with deliberate innocence. "It's just a massage — why the jump?"