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Indeed, this unreliable System Lady threw Yong Chun Master at him out of the blue, it was bound to come into play.
Lin Shuang was genuinely curious about how the plot would have unfolded if he had chosen mastery in spacecraft piloting.
But now is clearly not the time to ponder over these things.
A flash of the blade, and Lin Shuang's hair was nearly trimmed.
The strike was powerful and heavy, with a breeze carrying a young girl's scent brushing past his face.
In the blink of an eye, he noticed the dagger in the girl's hand, even the handle was pink, complete with a little dog charm.
Such a girlish heart she has.
But her movements were anything but girlish, missing a strike and immediately following up with another, her swings light yet forceful, clearly well-practiced—not some thug's wild punch.
The pinker, the more ruthless, huh?
Luckily, Lin Shuang came prepared! He is currently a Yong Chun Master.
He assumed a classic Yong Chun stance, effortlessly deflecting the girl's attack, and kicked the dagger out of her hand.
In the flash of lightning, the victor was decided.
The girl, now disarmed, smiled even more excitedly.
"Handsome, you've hit me hard, my hand is all red now."
From her expression, it seemed Lin Shuang went from a somewhat interesting toy to a very interesting toy.
"Why are you, a girl, playing with daggers? What if you cut my handsome face?"
Lin Shuang stayed in his Yong Chun stance, squatting on one leg, the other leg stretched out in front.
The classic Yip Man squat!
"Oh my, I wouldn't want to hurt your face either, I was just scared you might try something on me, and I wanted to restrain your hands."
While saying so, the girl raised one slender leg high, making a kicking gesture, "But I know a bit of hand-to-hand combat too, you know?"
This was probably a Taekwondo move, she performed it with an air of authenticity, but she was currently wearing a short pleated skirt.
Such pure thuggish enthusiasm!
Lin Shuang wasted no more words, closed in, and subdued her with another couple of moves, pinning her hands behind her on the table.
Her cheek pressed against the tabletop, she still wore a smile with a tender and graceful voice, "Handsome~ you can be a bit more forceful, you know?"
Lin Shuang remained vigilant, wary she might whip out some strange weapon again.
He hadn't seen where that previous dagger came from; was it hidden in her black stockings?
Under a pretty girl's skirt lies a treasure trove, just like Doraemon's 4D pocket.
Lin Shuang secured the girl's hands behind her back, ensuring his safety before he started examining the classroom.
Unlike the desolate exterior, the interior was fully equipped with various facilities, including bookshelves filled with books; a coffee machine, microwave, and even a small oven sat on a long table against the wall. Further inside, there stood a side-by-side refrigerator.
It looked nothing like a classroom, but more like some kind of secret base.
The only thing belonging to the original classroom was probably the desk beneath the girl, sticking out like a sore thumb, it seemed to serve a special purpose.
A specialized prop for a mysterious ritual, right?
Lin Shuang's gaze shifted to the desk drawer, where he immediately spotted a bundle of hemp ropes and a pair of handcuffs.
This girl's play seems a bit too varied, doesn't it?
While being held down, the girl kept wriggling, "Hmm~ Handsome, have you figured out how you want to punish me~"
The System popped up again.
[Choice initiated]
[Reward for punishing the mysterious girl: The Matrix Body Technique]
[Reward for releasing the mysterious girl: Secret Manual for Postpartum Care of Sows]
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Well, The Matrix Body Technique? Is it that twisty move to dodge bullets?
According to the theory in novels that if a gun appears, it will definitely be fired—could there be a fierce gunfight coming up? At this point, what does all this have to do with the method of raising a Perfect Maid!
Lin Shuang curled her lips and reluctantly chose The Matrix.
She couldn't possibly choose postpartum care for sows, right?
Never mind, punish this girl harshly first.
Lin Shuang took out handcuffs from the desk drawer and cuffed her hands.
Then he lifted one hand high and with a crisp smack, it landed on the girl's behind.
Lin Shuang immediately thought of the big peaches he ate yesterday, the kind that burst with juice when bitten into, ripe peaches.
He felt as if his hand landed amidst stormy waves, with one wave subsiding and another rising.
The girl was still providing the sound effects, and from her lips came another burst of clear high notes.
He wondered if it was as high as the E6 mentioned by Mayday.
She lay helpless on the desk, her watery eyes looking up at him, "Punish me a little longer, handsome~"
What else could Lin Shuang say? He could only satisfy her request.
Soon, a concerto began to resonate in the classroom.
There was the crisp sound of drums and the clear soprano.
And the sound of the door being opened with a swizzle, like that of string instruments.
Lin Shuang turned around and saw a figure in a maid costume lunging towards him.
Along with her grand entrance line: "Miss, I have arrived late!"
Well, you are indeed late! Your miss has already completed a mysterious ritual with Lin Shuang's help!
Yong Chun Master Lin Shuang emerged back onto the scene, clashing with the suddenly appearing Maid Guard.
And Miss Peach lay lazily on the table, as if savoring something.
All in all, the style was somewhat subtle.
This Maid Guard also had some skill, each movement clean and powerful.
It's just a pity she met Yong Chun Master Lin Shuang.
They fought from one end of the classroom to the other, with Miss Peach still lying on the table, her cheeks pressed against it, smiling and watching them spar.
In just a few moves, the Maid Guard was clearly at a disadvantage.
Lin Shuang was already considering whether to press this maid onto the table as well, to reunite master and servant.
However, just one second later, his ability to think was briefly lost.
The soon-to-be-defeated maid pulled out a revolver from under her skirt.
With the dark muzzle pointed at him, he could only obediently raise his hands.
No matter what, this style is really weird, hey, isn't this supposed to be a romance daily life novel?
So is it now time to use The Matrix Body Technique?
But at this short range, can this technique really be reliable?
The Miss lying on the table finally straightened up.
Judging by the way she walked, Lin Shuang seemed to have gone a bit too far.
She took the revolver from the maid's hand, and the muzzle was pressed against Lin Shuang's forehead.
The Miss still had a smile on her face, as if she was just playing some interesting game.
Her fair fingers gently rotated the cylinder of the revolver, the turning sound was very sensual.
"Handsome~ how did it feel just now?" she asked.
Miss leaned close to his face, her breath fragrant, "Now, is it my turn to punish you?"