Maid Outfit

There was never a day when Xia Lun's performance failed to satisfy Aina.

Just like on the chessboard, Xia Lun easily crushed Aina's defenses, leaving her utterly defeated and bowing in submission.

However, right now, Aina clearly had no intention of going easy on Xia Lun.

Though, truth be told, she was still letting him have his way.

The red dress Aina wore had somehow been torn open at the front, revealing a dazzling expanse of white skin and adding a touch of messy, battle-damaged beauty.

Since the clothes were formed from Aina's own blood and magic, there was no real loss, and she did not feel any pity for the ruined garment.

"How does it feel?" Xia Lun asked.

Aina lay limply in front of Xia Lun, her eyes narrowed, without giving any reply. It seemed as if even the strength to lift her head had been drained away.

But the melting expression on her face, as if she were soaking in a hot spring, clearly explained everything.

"Are you satisfied?" Xia Lun continued to ask with great interest.

"Are you really in such a rush? Xia Lun, and you still claim you don't like maids." Aina gave Xia Lun a slightly reproachful eye-roll, her flowing gaze full of endless charm.

She just felt incredibly tired, feeling as if her entire body had been trampled over... and her actual experience was not far off from that.

Xia Lun smiled sheepishly, then defended himself, "It is not that I like maids, but rather I like whatever clothes you wear."

Xia Lun paused slightly and added, "I also like it when you wear nothing at all."

"You are never serious," Aina spat lightly, chiding him as she slowly propped herself up from his body.

With a wave of her slender hand, a sheer maid outfit appeared out of thin air in Aina's grasp.

"Help me put it on." Aina threw the clothes right onto Xia Lun's face.

Xia Lun took a deep breath.

An epic inhalation straight to the lungs.

"This seems different from the style your maids wear at home?" Xia Lun pulled the fabric off his face and looked at the maid outfit in his hands. Inside the vampire castle, those maids dressed very conservatively, their large skirts almost dragging on the floor, decorated with low-key and simple lace patterns.

But the one Xia Lun currently held looked much cooler. The lower half was just a tiny short skirt that barely reached the top of the thighs; the upper half probably could not even cover the navel and would expose most of her shoulders. The complex and delicate lace trimmings also exuded a deliberate sense of temptation.

"Ahem, this is the summer uniform," Aina coughed lightly, pretending to be calm as she explained.

Xia Lun looked at Aina suspiciously.

The ancient castle was always chilly, and everyone there was a vampire. Did they even need summer uniforms?

"Just tell me if you want it or not!" Aina said with a hint of embarrassed anger, reaching out as if to snatch it back. "If you do not want it, I will put it away."

"That won't do." Xia Lun tightly gripped the fabric in his hands, hugging it to his chest and shaking his head vigorously, a triumphant smile on his face.

A moment later, Xia Lun looked at the fully dressed Aina in front of him and swallowed hard.

Obviously, Aina had prepared this outfit long ago. The style was specially designed for this exact purpose... there was no way anyone would wear this out in public in broad daylight.

The outfit was even hotter and more daring than he had imagined.

The scarce fabric on the upper body only covered the crucial parts, and as for the little skirt on the lower half, just a slight lift would... Under normal circumstances, Aina would naturally never wear such a thing.

"I really do not understand why you like this so much," Aina stood in front of the mirror, looking at her current appearance.

She actually felt that being completely bare was better; these few pieces of fabric only blocked Xia Lun's warmth.

It did not matter. As long as Xia Lun liked it, it was fine.

Aina shrugged her shoulders. Through the mirror, she could already see danger quietly approaching from behind.

...

Liyana was almost glaring her eyes out, staring intently at the chessboard in front of her as if trying to burn through the black and white squares with her gaze, searching for that slim chance of a comeback.

She was being absolutely slaughtered by Mida.

Mida sat opposite her and yawned, looking a bit bored.

An opponent like this could not spark her interest at all.

She had played chess with her mother before, after all.

Even though she looked young, her brain worked quite well.

"Liyana, move here!" Mo Lini, who was beside her, suddenly pointed at a spot with a serious face.

"Are you crazy?" Liyana jerked her head up and pointed at one of Mida's pieces. "If I make that move, won't she just checkmate me on the next turn?!"

"Ah? Oh, it seems so." Mo Lini finally realized, blinking and nodding thoughtfully.

"So, I should move like this!" Liyana grabbed a piece in front of her and slammed it down heavily. The chessboard trembled, nearly knocking over the pieces on it.

"Heh heh, how about that, Mida!" Liyana raised her chin and looked provocatively at the opposite side.

Mida's little face remained expressionless. Without even thinking, her pale little hand grabbed a piece and completed her move.

"Haha, I knew you would move there! Your life is like a candle in the wind!" Liyana's eyes burst with brilliant light, as if she had seen the dawn of victory, and she confidently made her next move.

"You lose." Mida easily checkmated Liyana. A piece that had somehow lurked into a critical position completed the final killing blow.

"Ah! What happened? When did this piece get here!" Liyana jumped up in shock, pointing at the chessboard with a look of disbelief.

"A long time ago," Mida said flatly, her tone devoid of any fluctuation.

"Damn it, Mida, was this all within your calculations?" Liyana looked suspicious and uncertain. "What a terrifying enemy."

"No, it is purely because your playing style is too risky," Mida got up from the sofa and smoothed her skirt. "You only know how to attack and completely fail to notice danger. It is very easy to counterattack."

"Because I am an adventurer, hahaha! Adventurers must forge ahead!" Liyana put her hands on her hips and let out a loud laugh.

Mida felt like she was an idiot.

"I am going back. I will come play again tomorrow." Mida yawned, then spoke to an empty corner of the living room, "Yisi, see me off."

"Mida, you are so lazy," Yisi's slightly teasing voice seemed to come from the void.

Although Yisi said so, a spatial rift still tore open in front of Mida.

"It is definitely easier when you do it," Mida stepped into it. "Plus, there are no spatial fluctuations, so it won't disturb Mother."

"Hehe, are you saying I am stronger than you?" Yisi giggled.

"I did not say that," Mida kept a straight little face.

Liyana, taking Mo Lini with her, subconsciously hid further away. If they were sucked into the spatial rift, it would be a fatal matter.

The rift closed, and Mida's figure disappeared with it, as if she had never been there.

Liyana silently memorized the spot where the spatial rift had just opened and decided never to walk through that area in the future.