Chapter 66: Daddy, Do My Black Stockings Look Good?

“I really envy you, being taken care of by so many people.”

“Ever since I was a child, in my memory, my parents only took care of me once. That was when I had a high fever in elementary school, more than ten years ago.”

Tang Yunle looked up, her gaze fixed on the white ceiling, and she gradually became lost in thought.

“The last time I had a high fever was during the summer vacation after the college entrance exams. I was squeezed into a small rental unit by myself, thinking about how to make money every day. One night, I turned on the air conditioner to cool down, but I caught a cold. I was burning up, and I was so weak I couldn’t even lift my hand. At that time, I really thought I wouldn’t make it.”

“At that time, I was thinking how great it would be if someone could take care of me, cook me a bowl of porridge, cover me with a blanket, and talk to me.”

“If there really were such a person, I would be good to her for the rest of her life and treat her like family.”

“…”

Qin Liang didn’t know what to say for a moment. He just sat by the bed and listened quietly. As someone who had been born in an ivory tower and had been doted on all his life, it was hard for him to imagine what Tang Yunle had felt when she was isolated and helpless.

He organized his words, trying to comfort her, but when he saw the mist that had gathered on the girl’s eyelashes at some point, he was stunned.

In his memory, Tang Yunle had always been the healthy, cheerful, and lively boy. Apart from that one time when she had cried her eyes out because of her ‘early graduation,’ she had always had the image of a sunny and optimistic little sun. But at this moment…

Her cheeks, flushed from the high fever, her misty eyes, and this face that he had always seen as his good brother’s, now showed a vulnerability he had never seen before.

It was clearly a familiar face, yet it exuded a fragility unique to a woman—sad, depressed, and vulnerable, like an exquisite but fragile piece of porcelain.

Strength and fragility, cheerfulness and sadness, male and female—two completely different images were constantly intertwined and colliding in Qin Liang’s mind, making him feel a little dazed for a moment.

Was the strong, cheerful, and always optimistic boy Tang Yunle? Or was the fragile, delicate, and in need of protection girl before him Tang Yunle?

Qin Liang couldn’t tell.

“Alright, alright, cheer up. Maybe we’ll be able to transmigrate back in the next second. This sad look is not the good brother I know.”

“Don’t you want your family to take care of you? Isn’t there one right in front of you?”

“What?” Tang Yunle looked bewildered.

Qin Liang raised his eyebrows and pointed to his own chest, a teasing smile in his eyes. “Little Tang, who was it that, under the influence of alcohol last night, called me ‘daddy’ so affectionately, one after another? See, ‘daddy’ has been taking care of you all morning without any complaints.”

“Go to hell! I didn’t say that!”

“I have an iron backbone. I would never call another man ‘daddy.’ You must have misheard!”

“I don’t need you to take care of me!!”

Tang Yunle instantly bristled and turned her head away in anger.

But soon, her body stiffened. The young man awkwardly wiped a few tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue. The warmth of his fingertips on her skin was itchy.

“Don’t be angry. Since you’ve already called me ‘daddy,’ as a father, I naturally have to take care of you. Whether my little Tang refuses or not, this is the deep love of a father.”

Her tense back slowly relaxed. Tang Yunle looked up at the young man by the bed. His ice-blue eyes were full of amusement. She opened her mouth, and finally, she just pouted.

“Why are you so obsessed with having me call you ‘daddy’?”

“Of course, it’s a long-standing tradition in our male dormitory. Be good~ say it again, and I’ll immediately buy you some preserved egg and lean pork congee.”

“As if I could call you that, and you would take care of me for the rest of my life.”

“If you’re willing to call me that for the rest of your life, I can take care of you for the rest of your life.”

At this point, Qin Liang rubbed his chin, his tone suddenly becoming serious. “Speaking of which, according to the laws of this female pet world, I’ve bought you. You’re now my property. I can take you to change your surname right now.”

“How about it, little Tang? Do you want to take my surname?”

“For example…”

He suddenly leaned in close, the scent of cedar, mixed with his warm breath, brushing past the girl’s ear, and he said with a hint of amusement, “Qin Yunle.”

Tang Yunle’s face instantly turned as red as an apple.

“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.”

“I’ll go buy you some preserved egg and lean pork congee.”

Seeing his good brother blush so much from his teasing, Qin Liang felt a little guilty, but mostly, he felt an indescribable excitement and a forbidden thrill.

It seemed that ever since last time, he had taken a liking to teasing Tang Yunle.

It had nothing to incommon with other emotions; he just found it fun.

It was like when he would tease Yanhuo with a cat teaser.

After Qin Liang had left the dorm, Tang Yunle stared at the small mountain of sanitary napkins on the bed. After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to try them one by one.

Compared to the shame, she was more concerned about not soiling the bedsheets.

Just as she reached out to take off her pants, a head suddenly poked in from the doorway.

“By the way, little Tang, I’ve taken care of you all morning. Remember to wear black stockings for me tomorrow to feast my eyes.”

“Get lost! Can’t you see I’m changing my sanitary napkin?!”

A pillow hit the doorframe.

Regardless of the process, thanks to Qin Liang’s care, after suffering from menstrual cramps in the morning, she regained her energy after drinking the preserved egg and lean pork congee at noon. In the afternoon, she was even able to move around normally and attend classes.

But since she had a free vacation because of her period, she decided to just lie in bed for the whole afternoon.

Black stockings…

Thinking of Qin Liang’s joke, Tang Yunle was in a dilemma.

Although she knew her good brother was just joking with her, she also understood a principle: no one does business for free. Just like how Qin Liang gave her money, it was also because she, under the pseudonym Kele, provided emotional value.

It is because there are benefits that one works hard.

If she didn’t show Qin Liang her black stockings this time, would he still take such good care of her the next time she had a high fever?

Tang Yunle didn’t know.

She wasn’t questioning whether Qin Liang’s care for her had an ulterior motive.

She was just questioning human nature. Even the most ardent passion, will gradually cool down.

In the end, the girl did a carp leap, got out of bed, and yanked out a pair of black stockings, her cheeks puffed out with anger, her expression fierce.

“It’s just black stockings, isn’t it? I’ve even worn women’s clothing several times. A mere pair of black stockings!”

The next day, in class.

Qin Liang felt that Tang Yunle was very strange today. As soon as she got to the classroom, she pulled him to an unnoticed seat in the back row, instead of choosing to sit with Lin Haiyu and Li Wei to play games as usual.

“Ah Liang, look over here.”

The young man with ice-blue pupils subconsciously turned his head to look.

Tang Yunle bit her lip, her eyes lowered, not daring to look at Qin Liang. She just reached out, unbuttoned her pants, and pulled them down, revealing the black stockings she was wearing underneath.

A certain severe leg and stocking fetishist was instantly captivated.

The black stockings were slimming, and you could faintly see the outline of her legs. The long, straight thighs, accentuated by the black stockings, were full of visual impact.

Her calves were also outlined in a beautiful curve, slender and well-proportioned, and they looked particularly alluring under the light.

“Daddy, do my black stockings look good?”

The girl approached the older boy, her voice soft and charming, with a hint of coquettishness and a hint of shyness.