"Have you had your fill of looking?" Su Xinyan gently swirled her wine glass with one hand. Her lips curved into a smile, her bright eyes lifted, and her beautiful legs curled slightly.

It was a mesmerizing, mysterious gaze, an elegant and exquisite movement, all containing a hint of undeniable provocation.

"Heh..." Fang Zhou tore his fixated gaze away and couldn't help but praise, "Instructor Xinyan, you just keep getting more and more beautiful... It's truly hard to resist."

"Wasn't I beautiful before?"

"Mmm... of course, you were. But after a little wine, you're even more charming."

Su Xinyan chuckled and set down her glass. "Alright, we still have business to attend to. Stop messing around."

Fang Zhou glanced at the Enchanting Demon's blood in the glass, a flicker of surprise in his heart. Instructor Su Xinyan is drinking quite a bit tonight. From what I know about her, she doesn't handle her liquor well. When she's drunk, her personality is the complete opposite of her usual cold, aloof self.

A look of keen anticipation crossed Fang Zhou's face. He waved a hand and said, somewhat forcefully, "There's no rush. It's rare to have such a nice atmosphere. I'll keep Instructor Xinyan company for a while. We can have a heart-to-heart."

"Are you that free? Either we talk business, or you go have a heart-to-heart with your little assistant and let me have some quiet time. Scram!"

"Haha." Fang Zhou grinned, not the least bit embarrassed. He smoothly changed the subject. "How about this? You seem a little tired, Instructor Xinyan. Why don't I give you a massage to help you relax?"

Hearing this, Su Xinyan pursed her lips and glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"What, are you trying to take advantage of me now? Isn't looking enough for you? Now you want to put your hands on me?"

"What's there to be shy about? We're Undead Mages! We're all one big family!"

Fang Zhou suddenly stood up, a glint in his eyes as he walked over to her. Then, with a chuckle, he placed his large hands on her soft, slender waist and pressed down gently! Su Xinyan's delicate body instantly shifted from lounging on her side to lying flat on her stomach.

"So fair..."

"Ngh... Hm? What did you say?"

The thin, sensual fabric of her nightdress rippled, revealing a landscape of snowy, pink-tinged skin. Fang Zhou shifted his legs to the side and rolled over, pressing his body directly against her plump posterior.

"I was saying... Instructor Xinyan," he began, "you've been helping me deduce Inference Skills all this time. You must be exhausted. As your apprentice, it's my duty to help my mentor relax."

"..."

Su Xinyan's breath hitched, but she didn't struggle. As if she'd been expecting this, she let out a soft sigh and closed her beautiful eyes.

Fang Zhou swayed his hips, as if testing the firm softness of the peach-like mounds beneath him.

"Mmm~" A lazy, seductive hum escaped Su Xinyan's lips.

Fang Zhou's hands began to gently knead her lower back. "Is that comfortable? How's the pressure?"

"Mmm, that's nice."

The massage technique seemed surprisingly professional, and she felt a long-forgotten sense of relief wash over her. Su Xinyan stopped resting her head to the side. Instead, she propped her chin on her interlocked hands, closed her beautiful eyes, and surrendered to the pleasant sensation.

"Fang Zhou, who are you really...? You're like a puzzle that keeps me up at night, one I can't help but want to solve."

"I'm your apprentice. I'm also just an ordinary Undead Mage, a new soldier who has managed to steal a few years of peace in this chaotic world."

Fang Zhou's large hands were no longer content to stay put. They roamed upward, gliding past the exposed skin of her back before greedily kneading her smooth, rounded shoulders. It was part caress, part profanation.

"And?"

"There is no 'and.' Don't overthink things, Instructor Xinyan. You're my mentor, my guiding light. Our relationship is closer than anyone else's. For example, thanks to our combined efforts, the Undead Mage profession is already a little stronger than before, isn't it?"

"Hah... Haaaah..."

The words seemed to release the last bit of tension from Su Xinyan's body, and she relaxed noticeably.

"But it's not that simple." Fang Zhou shifted his legs back slightly. As if with a mind of their own, his large hands gently cupped her soft, peach-like curves.

"Every other profession had pioneers who blazed trails through the wilderness, paving the way for the pillars of civilization who would go on to forge the Legendary Crown. But what do we Undead Mages have? Master Sandro has worked very hard, yes, but the boundary between life and death is not so easily broken."

"Haaaah... Then what are we supposed to do? Rely on you? On me? Can we really lead the Undead Mage profession to prominence?"

Her tone carried a note of compromise and a plea for help. The price for that help was to ignore Fang Zhou's not-so-accidental liberties. He lifted the hem of her crimson, sensual nightdress, his hands kneading the soft, plump, pale curves of her bottom into various enticing shapes.

"Do you want to help me share some of this pressure?"

"Mmm~ I do..."

The smile on Fang Zhou's lips widened with delight. Just as I thought. Instructor Su Xinyan drank too much of the Enchanting Demon's blood; she's completely drunk. An inebriated Instructor Xinyan is so much fun.

With that thought, he suddenly leaned down, his lips almost brushing against Su Xinyan's cheek, and whispered in a low voice, "Then listen to me from now on. I'll be your apprentice, and you'll be my backer. How about it? No one will ever dare to look down on us Undead Mages again."

"Alright. I'll listen to you."

"Then that makes me your man, Instructor Xinyan!"

Feeling his hot breath on her skin, Su Xinyan slowly opened her watery, hazy eyes to meet his. "I'm tired. You... Ngh—AH!"

Her beautiful head drooped slightly as a sudden tremor wracked her graceful body. Her unfinished words had turned into a sweet, charming cry. It was all because Fang Zhou had suddenly pinched her delicate earlobe, his other hand tugging her askew dress further aside.

"Hah..." Fang Zhou squinted, letting out a heavy breath. A look of indescribable satisfaction spread across his face.

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