Chapter 31: Private teaching after class
When walking out of this alley, college student Lin Shuang suddenly thought of a good thesis topic.
"On whether inferior color hair dye affects IQ".
But forget it, after all, his major is Chinese language and literature, this subject should be left to other buddies.
These colorful buddies didn't waste much of Lin Shuang's time.
However, he still canceled his plan to buy skin care products for the little maid.
Because he suddenly remembered that he seemed to know nothing about those bottles and jars.
Growing up, the most expensive skin care product he ever used was Dabao.
There's no way around it, it's hard to give up on your natural beauty. You're handsome enough without putting anything on it.
And he always feels that men don't have to be so delicate and tender, and don't need to waste so much time on taking care of their appearance.
If you have that time, it’s better to read more books.
Thinking about these things, Lin Shuang rode a small electric donkey home slowly.
As soon as he opened the door, the little maid Tong Yao was at the door to greet him again.
"Welcome back, Master."
The posture of this little maid is much more elegant, as if the amount of lifting of the skirt has been carefully calculated.
The calves wrapped in black silk under the maid skirt are indeed beautiful.
But what Lin Shuang cared about more was.
Why is it that after just one day of training, the effect is so obvious!
They all have some shadow of Xia Yixin! Please return my silly little maid!
He pressed Tong Yao's shoulders and turned her body twice.
"Hmm... I'm about to faint, Master, what are you doing?"
Okay, after turning around twice, it seems that she has returned to her usual cute and silly look.
Lin Shuang felt relieved, "I was shocked. The changes were so big. I thought you had been swapped."
The little maid stuck out her tongue cutely, "It was just a daily maid posture. I need to be more serious and elegant to look more capable and neat."
"Posture? What posture is it now?"
"Now I am in the posture of accompanying a maid."
Lin Shuang put on his shoes and walked to the sofa to sit down. The little maid also sat obediently next to him.
"Did Xia Yixin teach you how to transform? Can you also switch postures?"
Lin Shuang didn't understand, but it felt so magical.
"Anyway, a good maid should handle different things with different attitudes."
The little maid Tong Yao raised her little face and seemed to be recalling, "I learned a lot today, well, I'm a little tired."
—— Teacher Xia taught me that it is okay to act coquettishly with the master while accompanying the maid.
Tong Yao pouted and looked at Lin Shuang with blinking eyes.
So cute, I really want to hold her in my arms and rub her hard.
Lin Shuang opened his arms towards him, "If you're tired, can you come and replenish some of your master's energy?"
——Can I bury myself in my master’s arms and act like a spoiled child? Teacher Xia didn’t teach this!
So the little maid was a little troubled.
She took one of Lin Shuang's hands and took the initiative to press her little face into his palm.
"Just rub it for the master."
"Huh? Aren't you afraid that your face will be rubbed big?"
Speaking of this, the little maid took out something from under the tea table like a treasure.
——Lin Shuang was dumbfounded! Why does this thing look so much like something on him! ! !
There are two balls and a long handle!
What is this? Why did the little maid take it out to show him? Isn’t this really some mysterious massager?
I saw the little maid Tong Yao holding the thing and making two gestures to her face.
"Dang Dang Dang! This is a face-slimming magic tool~"
The innocent little maid did not notice Lin Shuang's shocked expression.
Lin Shuang said blankly, "Face slimming tool? How to use it?"
The little maid demonstrated, holding the handle, and the two balls rolled around her face...
Anyway, this style of painting looks too weird. Lin Shuang couldn't stand it anymore, this face-slimming artifact looked too similar...
He snatched the so-called face-slimming artifact, and then... tried it himself.
Not to mention, the two metal balls rolling around on the face feel quite comfortable.
The shape is just too weird.
The little maid Duck sat on the sofa and looked at him pitifully.
Some are like children whose toys have been snatched away in front of them.
Lin Shuang played with it for a while and then returned it to her, "Can this really slim down your face?"
"I don't know. It's cheap anyway, so I just bought it as a toy."
The little maid put away the face-slimming artifact and lay obediently in his palm.
"Now, you can rub it for Master as you please?"
Co-authorship is a psychological comfort.
Lin Shuang collapsed on the sofa and picked up the maid's kitten.
The little cat thoughtfully took the remote control and helped him turn on the TV.
The sound of the evening news rang through the room.
At this time, there was still a smell of soup. The little maid made soup again today.
Every day I cook soup for him in different ways.
Although the little maid's soup is indeed delicious...but it is also too filling.
Especially this stupid little maid who added a bunch of kidney-tonifying herbs to him every day.
To be honest, Lin Shuang was a little angry and felt like he was going to have a nosebleed.
Especially when I have a simple and stupid little maid.
Lin Shuang thought to himself that it was a good thing that he was a good young man, otherwise he would have cheated eight times with a bowl of Malatang!
He didn't dare to play with Tong Yao anymore, so he went into his bedroom.
Tong Yao lay in his hand, raised her face, her pure and clear eyes... really made people want to bully her.
Lin Shuang rolled around on the bed in the bedroom and turned on his phone to find something that could calm his mind and reduce his anger.
Like the Vajra Mantra or something.
When he turned on his phone, he saw that Su Wan had sent him a compressed package on WeChat.
Oh wow, what a good brother, you really have the resources!
You promised to send him something nice, right? Teach the subject matter individually after class?
This thing can indeed reduce fire...but the little maid is still at home.
No matter, lock the door, close the curtains, and criticize first.
Lin Shuang quietly locked the door and lay on the bed.
Click to receive the file and decompress it.
Open the unpacked folder.
Lin Shuang took a closer look and saw that the format was not quite right.
Why is it a picture?
He laughed softly. That guy must have sent another screenshot of the Calabash Baby fighting the Snake Spirit.
He had been deceived by her in this way before. At that time, the broadband speed was low. Using the link she sent, he ran a small water pipe all night, and the result was several high-definition episodes of Calabash.
Recalling the past, Lin Shuang clicked on the picture.
The result was a selfie taken by Su Wan, and the background was in the classroom of their art college, which was empty and there was no one else.
Good guy, this can be considered a private lesson after class, right?
But Wanwan is so beautiful, click to save.
Lin Shuang typed, "What do you mean? You want Teacher Lin to teach you a lesson?"
Su Wan immediately replied, "You're welcome, Dasha Lin, I'll give it to you for your spell tonight."
Lin Shuang also sent a selfie of himself, "As a courtesy, I will also give you a piece of casting material."
(End of chapter)