Chapter 35 : Vivian Did It Too
A perfect, flawless curve—those long legs were a rare work of art in this world. Only… there was still a defect.
As part of the artwork, what ought to be seen was a special reaction on the face, not the current blank expression, like a lifeless doll.
Vivian tugged at her skirt again. The fanned breeze struck Eve’s legs at random and brushed upward along a forbidden boundary.
Seeing no response, she clicked her tongue irritably. Then, suddenly struck by inspiration—since she could not force a reaction…
What if she took the initiative?
Yes, that would do. Under Eve’s puzzled gaze, she nodded.
She glanced at the book on the table, then in a single motion casually knocked a thick history book down, the entire process deliberately careless.
Eve reacted instantly. Displaying reflexes faster than air itself, she bent down and caught the book in one hand the mont before it hit the ground—was that impressive or what, Eve—
“Young Miss, what is the aning of this?”
“Do not move. Without my permission, you are not allowed to stand,” Vivian said coolly, propping her head on the table as she looked down at the white-haired maid still bent over. The crossed leg she had raised pressed lightly beneath the other girl’s chin.
“I said do not move! Squat.”
One second…
Two seconds…
Three seconds…
When she saw Eve obediently squat down, Vivian’s eyes revealed faint satisfaction. Her brows relaxed, and the corners of her lips lifted.
A miracle doctor, truly.
“Very good…”
Her toe, like a cat teaser, hooked and scratched lightly at Eve’s chin. The direct touch through the thick black stockings felt smooth and ticklish.
But it was not enough—far from enough. Vivian was still not fully satisfied. Although the other girl now resembled the small goal she had envisioned, properly displaying the posture of a loyal hound—
The attitude still required adjustnt. At the very least, she should not face her with that corpse-like expression.
“You should feel fortunate. You are experiencing treatnt countless people dream of but can never touch,” Vivian said slowly. The teasing motion did not stop, and her voice grew firr. “You… ought to show gratitude for charity.”
Her tone abruptly sharpened. “Smile! Say thank you!”
“……”
Eve instinctively leaned back, and the pressure beneath her chin increased, as though it intended to lift her off the ground.
If this is all, it is still far from making
enjoy it.
“Thank you, Young Miss?”
Not a statent, but a question. Was it defiance? Or provocation?
Vivian could neither see nor hear the difference, so her anger rose. She clenched her teeth and spoke each word clearly. “Good… very good. Let
see whether you can keep that calm expression next.”
“Did you not say they were beautiful? What use is only looking? Now raise your hand and touch them!”
Eve slowly produced a question mark on her face.
Earlier there were objections to looking—so why now invite touching? Setting aside the reason, she was not that sort of person, and touching just because she was told to?
“I told you to touch! Are you deaf?!” Vivian grew increasingly heated. Seeing no reaction, she moved beyond hooking the chin and began pressing her foot against the face.
“Young—” Eve tried to speak but was cut off.
“Young Miss, is this appropriate?”
“Do not talk nonsense! If you want to look, you want to look. If you want to touch, you want to touch.”
Vivian was furious—not because of Eve’s gaze, nor because she did not obey.
It was because she could not see the real side of her.
She escalated further and further, yet no matter how she pressed, hooked, or teased, the face before her felt unbearably false. For a mont, she even wanted to slice open that rarely smiling mouth with a knife.
“There is already enough hypocrisy around . You must be different from the others. Did you not say you were not afraid of death? Why are you afraid to touch now?”
Vivian did not realize she was not playing with Eve’s face, but with the edge of her patience. If she had stopped even a second earlier, nothing would have followed.
So lively, so small, yet unbearably arrogant—and everyone saw it clearly: she moved her foot first. In that case…
Courtesy before force.
Eve’s half-lowered eyelids lifted completely, revealing crimson eyes. “Young Miss, pardon my rudeness.”
“What did you say—ah!!!”
Vivian had no ti to react. Her ankle was instantly seized by a large hand, pulling both her and the chair forward. A harsh SCREECH of chair legs scraping the floor rang out.
“I shall respectfully comply.”
(rciless)
“H-hey… wait! I have not said start—”
Too late. The other hand followed, sliding upward from the ankle, climbing swiftly along her leg to her thigh.
“Ah—!” Vivian could not suppress the embarrassing sound. A tingling numbness she had never felt before left her body powerless. “S-stop… stop!”
The match had only just begun, yet checkmate had already been declared. Others would proceed slowly, dismantling defenses bit by bit before claiming victory.
Eve was different. In Vivian’s eyes, she was like a top-ranked reckless driver charging straight into the enemy headquarters at the opening—striking before anyone could react and forcing surrender.
Furthermore, the thick black over-the-knee stockings felt remarkably pleasant. Rubbing their surface resembled an experienced collector appraising antiques in a market.
Without even examining it closely, one could tell it was the ninety-nine percent kind—a rare item, first-hand and privately owned by a young lady, never intended to be sold, rely placed on display to make others envious.
“Ah! D-don’t… don’t tickle!” Vivian nearly rolled her eyes back.
Eve seed to have discovered a new continent, her eyes widening for the first ti, thinking, "So that's how it is, the soles of my feet are one of the [G] points I've discovered so far."
“Try again?”
“Ah—!”
“Try again?”
“Mmm…”
“Try again…”
After an unknown number of repetitions, Vivian had completely stopped moving. The small figure lay flat in the chair, hands covering her face, with only a faint blush visible.
And the two “cat teasers,” having suffered a fierce assault from [Maodie], now hung limply, occasionally twitching along with their owner’s disordered breathing.
Thank you for the al.
After finishing, Eve clapped her hands lightly and stood up again. From above, she looked down at the doll-like wind-up toy that had long since been overloaded and broken.
Not bad, this one.
Unfortunately, she had underestimated Hakifu. Although her Dao heart had nearly been shaken, her composure was strong enough that she had not fallen into the loli’s trap.
Eve stepped closer to check on her condition. “Young Miss, are you well? Do you require
to—”
The mont she touched her hand, Vivian jolted as if shocked by electricity, her voice agitated. “Do not touch
yet! Do not touch …”
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