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Boundless Beauty
update icon Updated at 2025/5/17 15:10:12

When Wang Xiaole finished his day and returned to his hotel room, he saw a scene that made his gentlemanly heart beat faster.

The scene, or one could say the picture, presented before his eyes was as beautiful as a springtime painting. The gracefully curved buttocks were right in front of him, and the slight twitch of the buttocks reminded Wang Xiaole of swaying flower stems in the wind. The body, now only in pajamas, was in a state between "youthful" and "mature," emitting a charming allure.

Freya was nestled at the head of the bed, head down and waist up, in a casual posture resembling a grazing cow. But this time, she didn't have anything in her mouth; she was simply holding a popular book and reading it attentively.

(In a low voice) "The moment has come to test the results of the past. Let me verify if the eye exercises at school really have an effect on protecting eyesight."

Wang Xiaole closed one eye, lifted his left hand, and then used the index and middle fingers of that hand to clip both sides of his right eye's eyelid. He wasn't just posing dramatically; he was focusing his right eye's sight and looking towards where Freya was, attempting to read the words on the book's cover.

"The 36 Strategies of Love" --- that was the book's title. Just hearing the name made one think it was a book about love. He wondered if this goddess intended to use the wisdom from the book to improve her ability to handle her work. Freya's main job was to match young men and women, to make them fall in love and get married. But if she was a qualified god of love, she shouldn't need to read books. On the contrary, it should be mortals who came to her for advice on love.

At this moment, Wang Xiaole vaguely guessed what Freya was planning to do; he just hadn't expected that in the love affair she was going to match, he happened to play a crucial role as the male lead, and this matter was intricately connected to himself.

He couldn't let her occupy the whole bed all the time. Wang Xiaole took a few steps closer and lightly patted her raised buttocks. In the past, when he was still in his home country, he wouldn't have been able to do such a bold action. But since becoming a girl, some details had indeed changed.

The force of the smack wasn't light nor heavy, but Freya's instinctive reaction was quite intense. Her white leg immediately kicked back, and the fair sole covered Wang Xiaole's face, partially obstructing his vision. It also made him realize that there were zodiac signs in the divine realm as well. For example, Freya must be a donkey, otherwise, why would her retaliation be exactly like a donkey's backward kick?

"Only someone with the key can open the door... Could it be Xiaole who has come back?" Freya maintained her posture of reading, turned her back to the person behind her, and asked in response. Just from the way she addressed him, it seemed to create an illusion that their relationship was good, but it was not the case at all.

"You knew it was me and yet you extended your leg?" Wang Xiaole grabbed the ankle in front of him, twisted his wrist, and with a light force, turned the goddess on the bed around in a circle, leaving her lying on the bed in a supine position.

Freya had a face hanging over her head, and it was clear that she wasn't too happy.

"I only stretched my legs because I knew it was you... It's no big deal, don't worry about it!"

Wang Xiaole, sitting across from her, remained silent for a moment, and then a playful smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he casually reminded her,

"Can you really just face me like this?"

"What? Do you need me to put on formal attire, roll out the red carpet outside the door, and warmly celebrate your return?"

"That's not what I mean, I'm just a little concerned about your current appearance."

Following the finger pointing forward, Freya lowered her gaze and immediately noticed an issue:

She was only wearing pajamas, and a large expanse of bare skin that couldn't be covered by the pajama fabric was exposed to the opposite sex's eyes;

And her underwear on the lower half of her body formed a shallow triangle, with a slightly larger range of movement, she would be at risk of exposing herself.