"For a certain disobedient little maid, proper punishment is necessary, you know," Bai Yuxuan said, pinning Ouyang Qianxue's arms down and slowly leaning in close to his face.

"Don't you dare mess around! I'll scream!" Ouyang Qianxue looked panicked.

"Oh? But it's just us two here. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you," Bai Yuxuan whispered, gently blowing into Ouyang Qianxue's ear.

"Eep!" Ouyang Qianxue's cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

"What a lovely sound, School Beauty. I never knew you were so sensitive. Hahaha!"

"Damn it!" Seeing Bai Yuxuan's smug grin, Ouyang Qianxue's anger flared.

"You've gone too far!" Ouyang Qianxue snapped, swinging his leg down in a sharp axe kick that slammed into Bai Yuxuan's shoulder. She stumbled back several steps, crashing into a bookshelf.

"I forgot the School Beauty has some training. But from your moves, it's just basic self-defense at best," Bai Yuxuan said, hoisting Ouyang Qianxue's leg onto her shoulder and standing up.

"What?! How is she so strong?!" Ouyang Qianxue stared in disbelief. He was a guy, yet she lifted his leg effortlessly.

"A naughty kitten needs proper taming," Bai Yuxuan murmured, stepping forward and pinning Ouyang Qianxue back onto a chair. With one leg still draped over her shoulder, their position looked even more scandalous.

"Hmm?" Books had scattered from the shelf Bai Yuxuan hit. One caught her eye.

"'Yi Tian Tu Long Ji'?" She glanced at Ouyang Qianxue's slender leg resting on her shoulder.

"Haha, I know exactly how to handle you now," Bai Yuxuan said, flashing an evil grin.

"W-what are you doing?!" Ouyang Qianxue struggled to break free, but his raised leg made it impossible.

"Remember what Zhang Wuji did to Zhao Min in the dungeon in 'Yi Tian Tu Long Ji'?" Bai Yuxuan slipped off Ouyang Qianxue's shoe, then pulled off his sock, revealing a small, fair foot.

"You... you wouldn't!"

"Exactly." Bai Yuxuan lightly traced a finger across Ouyang Qianxue's sole.

"Wah!" A jolt-like sensation shot from his foot through his entire body.

"You bastard—" Ouyang Qianxue tried to sit up and fight back.

"Still got fight in you?" Bai Yuxuan switched to her pinky finger, wiggling it teasingly over his sole.

"Ah~! S-stop... stop tickling!" Ouyang Qianxue's head thrashed as he strained against her grip. Only his head could move.

"Hands alone aren't thrilling enough. Got it!" Bai Yuxuan shifted slightly, grabbing a brush pen from a desk jar.

"What are you planning with that?!" Ouyang Qianxue eyed the brush in terror.

"Daring to call me a bastard? I told you to call me 'Master'!" Bai Yuxuan gently brushed the tip over Ouyang Qianxue's pale sole.

"N-no... I'm sorry, M-master! Please spare me!"

"Haha, guess what character I'm writing on your foot. Get it right, and I'll stop."

Bai Yuxuan continued scribbling with the brush.

Twenty minutes later, she finally stopped, having switched to a feather for extra fun. Beneath her, Ouyang Qianxue's face was flushed, a single tear glistening at the corner of his eye—he looked like a bullied maiden.

"Cough... I got carried away. He should be fine, right?"

Ten minutes passed before Ouyang Qianxue stirred. He opened his eyes and jabbed a finger at Bai Yuxuan's nose.

"You... you'll pay for this someday!"

"Seems you're fine. It's getting late—time to prepare dinner. Your maid duties aren't over yet."

"No need for your orders!" Ouyang Qianxue headed for the kitchen but stumbled as his numbed leg gave way.

"Careful," Bai Yuxuan said, catching his arm.

"Don't pretend to care!" He slapped her hand away and marched off.

"Got ingredients? Can't cook without them."

"Don't worry. I had my secretary stock the fridge yesterday."

"Got any food dislikes? Like spice?"

"None. If I said I hated spice, tonight's meal would be drenched in chili."

"Tch."

"You just tsked! So you really thought that?"

"I might poison your dinner too. Dare not to eat it!"

"Alright, joking aside... I'd love to try some home-style dishes."

"Home-style? A rich kid like you?"

"I rarely get to eat them, that's why."

"Fine. Have it your way."

Ouyang Qianxue entered the kitchen. His knife skills were flawless—ingredients sliced paper-thin in under ten minutes. His cooking dazzled Bai Yuxuan: stir-frying, seasoning, all seamless. In half an hour, a feast of home-style dishes sat before her.

"Not trying it?" Ouyang Qianxue stood hands on hips, puffing out his nonexistent chest proudly.

"I won't hold back," Bai Yuxuan said, popping a piece of cumin beef into her mouth. An explosion of flavor burst across her tongue.

(What... how is this beef so tender?!)

She eagerly sampled every dish, each one impressing her more.

Bai Yuxuan glanced at Ouyang Qianxue.

(That housework skill... cooking talent...)

"Suddenly, making you my maid for just two days feels like a huge waste," she muttered regretfully.