The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts
Chapter 84: Frost on the Clogs

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Frost on the Clogs

Lin Shuang and the silly cat had a 300-round battle in the bathtub.

Although Huahua is usually a well-behaved cat, it gets a little naughty during bath time.

Cats are afraid of water, and it is said that many cats scratch at the door when their owner uses the bathroom, fearing that the owner might drown in there.

Silly cat.

But after all, Huahua is indeed quite docile, and the previous small store owner who used to feed it has probably bathed it numerous times, so it’s desensitized now.

It struggled a few times with meows but then cooperated with Lin Shuang and completed the bath.

Now it’s a fragrant little kitty again.

However, just after the bath, its fur clung and was no longer fluffy; even the prettiest cat looks ugly-cute when wet.

Lin Shuang wiped the cat dry and carried it out of the bathroom, intending to describe its current look to sister Yan Han.

But he found Yan Han sleeping on the couch.

Lin Shuang put the cat down at his feet, and the cat immediately shook itself, splashing water all over his pants—Lin Shuang thought only dogs did that, but it turned out cats do too.

Next time, after bathing the little maid at home, he might let her shake her hair and try...

Lin Shuang walked tiptoe to the couch, covered Yan Han with a blanket, and then leaned on his hands to watch her sleeping face for a while.

Why isn’t she drooling!—that’s what Lin Shuang was thinking.

When they were young, there was a time when Yan Han waited for him to finish his homework to play together, and Wanwan was there too.

Yan Han, with her unclear vision, naturally was exempted from doing homework, and little Lin Shuang and little Su Wan used to envy her for not having to do homework...

She got sleepy waiting and fell asleep with her head on the table, drooling a lot, wetting Lin Shuang’s freshly completed homework. The pencil writing even blurred, forcing him to rewrite it.

The impression of Yan Han sleeping and drooling stuck with Lin Shuang, and as they grew up, he brought it up occasionally, certainly earning a round of punches and kicks from Yan Han.

Why just looking, huh!—that’s what Yan Han, pretending to be asleep, was thinking.

Yes, Yan Han was pretending to sleep. In the recent novel plots she heard, when a girl falls asleep on a couch, the male lead usually tenderly carries her to bed.

So, seizing the moment, she started to pretend.

But her trick didn’t work; Lin Shuang just sat quietly beside her, watched her for a while, and then went to prepare lunch.

Once Lin Shuang left, Yan Han sat up, pouted, and punched the pillow.

The still damp kitty innocently passed by on the couch, and she grabbed it into her arms.

She whispered, "Huahua, Brother Shuang is so annoying..."

The innocent kitty "meowed?" and shook its head, splashing her face with water.

"...Huahua is also so annoying!"

Until lunchtime, Lin Shuang still sensed that sister Yan Han seemed inexplicably huffy.

He didn’t know what she was upset about...Hmm? It shouldn’t have anything to do with him.

After finishing and cleaning up the dishes, before leaving, Lin Shuang wanted to mention the hopeful treatment for her eyes.

But after thinking it over, he decided to drop it.

When their parents were still alive, they had taken Yan Han to countless legitimate doctors, and tried many strange remedies.

They spent a lot of money, but all were useless, and even more authoritative eye doctors concluded that current technology was powerless.

After that, Yan Han became very resistant to talking about treating her eyes.

It’s better to wait until he gets the special medication from System Lady.

Now the "Perfect Maid Cultivation Task" is progressing smoothly; little maid Tong Yao has attended several training sessions with Xia Yixin, with all the progress bars gaining some percentage.

Lin Shuang believes the day when Yan Han sees the light again shouldn’t be too far.

Lin Shuang pondered for a moment, then said, "Xiao Han, I’ll come to visit you more often."

Yan Han bowed her head, gently tapping her toes, "I don’t need you to come."

...

In the afternoon, Lin Shuang went back to school to attend classes.

He’s been skipping quite a few classes recently, but luckily it wasn’t calculus, so he wouldn’t be completely lost if he missed one.

The literature teacher on the podium talked about "Jiangnan," a Han dynasty folk song, and then moved on to another folk song from the Southern Dynasties depicting Jiangnan, "West Continent Song": "South wind knows my intention, sending dreams to West Continent" has always been Lin Shuang’s favorite line.

The teacher further elaborated, talking about Li Taibai’s "Five Songs for Yue Women."

"Men and women from Changgan, their eyes and eyebrows bright as the new moon."

"Their toes like frost on wooden shoes, not wearing crow-shaped socks."

Alright, alright, the poet also liked the beauty of young girl’s feet, no wonder he’s Lin Shuang’s favorite great poet.

He and the great poet have the same taste, so he’s equivalent to a great poet!

Lin Shuang noted down this verse, just as his phone vibrated.

It was his wise and good apprentice’s time for her daily tribute.

Today’s selfie showed Lingmeng in a ship girl "Evil" cosplay outfit.

The centerpiece of this cosplay outfit is really those white stockings that wrap around her whole leg, semi-transparent.

Through the white stockings, you can vaguely see the delicate, pink and white skin of the young girl.

The apprentice’s legs are quite shapely, slim calves, thighs with flesh, looks like they would feel very nice to touch.

Lin Shuang glanced at the verse he just copied down, then replied to Lingmeng, "Good apprentice."

"Master, just assign your tasks to me! But no overtime though, unless it’s for the meat sandwich."

"Not working overtime today, just your master recently learned a new skill."

"So, what new skill is it, Master?"

"I’ve got interested in palm reading, but nowadays youngsters don’t believe in it, and I also feel that indeed palm reading has its limits."

"Master, what are you trying to say!"

"Look at the feet."

On her phone, Lingmeng, standing in front of a full-length mirror, stomped her feet wrapped in white silk.

She couldn’t help but think of a joke.

[Met a guy, he talked to me about Schopenhauer, Freud, Zhuang Zi, Nietzsche, we discussed literature, philosophy, life aspirations.

The next night, he said, look at...]

Now this horrible master fits perfectly into this joke!

The day they met, he treated her to a meat sandwich, the next day, they chatted about anime and Magic Girls.

The third day, he said, look at your feet!

Lingmeng pouted, picked up her own foot to look—it had pink, chubby, cat-paw pads on the bottom of her white silk-covered foot, super cute.

She replied, "Boss, you’re surely trying to take advantage of your poor employee!"

Lin Shuang chuckled, "I’m just a kind-hearted master, concerned about my good apprentice’s well-being!"

"...No, today’s selfie has already been sent, only one per day! I’ll send you another one sometime!"

He was just joking with her.

Alright, alright, such a sensible and good apprentice.