Chapter 291

She only felt that the palm's touch was very smooth and silky.

Even more delicate than the pair she was wearing on her legs.

The pale yellow stockings in her hand were so sheer that she could see the pinkish-white of her palm right through them.

"Wow, they're so thin—much thinner than the pair I'm wearing, almost transparent."

"Mm, the key point is the attributes."

"Oh… wow!"

Gu Qing exclaimed in wonder.

"My lord, are there any more of these stockings? Did you buy them, or make them?"

"Of course I made them."

Gu Qing said happily, "Good thing you made them yourself. If you'd bought them, I wouldn't bear to wear them."

"Put them on quickly. There'll be plenty more for you in the future."

"Hehe, following my lord is such happiness. Thank you!"

Gu Qing walked over.

She sat down next to Zhao Chi.

She stretched out her long legs and gently peeled off the old stockings.

"Where should I put my old stockings?"

"Just put them on my bed. We'll come back for them later."

"Mm, alright. I just washed them yesterday and only wore them for a little while, so they definitely don't smell."

"It wouldn't matter if they did."

"Oh, hehe." Gu Qing gave a soft laugh.

After this, these old-style stockings could be retired.

This pair Gu Qing already had been worn for several days, though she had always washed them with great care.

But wearing them at all would wear them down.

The durability was down to only 2 points.

Anyway, she wouldn't need them anymore—should she sell them?

Besides Gu Qing's, there were over 20 pairs from Tang Ruan and the others, all with low durability. They could be sold together too; they should still be worth some money.

Of course, they'd be sold after being washed clean.

But on second thought, forget it. He wasn't short of that little bit.

Let them wear them until they fall apart.

Gu Qing was curling her legs, carefully putting on the new stockings.

After all, they were too thin.

She was afraid that one kick would tear them.

Zhao Chi reminded her, "These new stockings have ten times the durability of the old ones. Don't let their thinness fool you—they're very sturdy. Even if you try hard, you won't wear them out."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "I know, but I still can't bear to put them on roughly."

Gu Qing curled her toes to keep her toenails from snagging the stockings.

Soon one leg was done.

These pale yellow stockings on her legs were nearly transparent—you couldn't see the pale yellow color at all, nor could you tell she was wearing any.

Only when light hit them did they reflect a delicate, lustrous sheen.

But then, Gu Qing's skin already had quite a sheen of its own.

It was hard to say whether it was the stockings reflecting the light or her skin.

The only place you could really tell was the toes.

In the gaps between her toes, you could see a layer of fine, thin silk.

"My lord, how do I look? They look pretty good on me, right?"

"Very pretty."

"Mm, I think the texture is completely different too."

"Of course. After all, it's silk you produced yourself—the attributes are excellent."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "That's only because Darennin Gang helped me, my lord, that I have this ability. Thank you, my lord."

"Stop thanking me. Hurry up and put the other leg on too."

"My lord, won't you feel them?"

"What's there to feel?"

"They're very delicate and silky. Here, feel them."

"Alright."

Since she was so enthusiastic, he might as well give it a try.

His palm felt around.

Indeed, the touch was extremely silky.

It was hard to even pinch the stockings up directly—they really were that slippery.

Feeling carefully, he could only sense Gu Qing's warm body heat; he couldn't feel the fine pores or the silk thread texture at all.

Zhao Chi was starting to suspect these stockings might be somewhat waterproof.

"My lord, feel this side too."

Gu Qing stretched out her other bare leg.

"Isn't this just like wearing nothing at all?"

Gu Qingjiao laughed: "So we can compare, see?"

"Oh, alright."

Gu Qing's legs were unexpectedly smooth as well.

That was only natural.

Not the silky smoothness of stockings, but a kind of lubriciousness, or rather a greasy, slippery feel.

The soft, warm, unctuous sensation of subcutaneous fat came through the slick skin.

It felt wonderful to the touch.

Zhao Chi was secretly startled.

"My lord, how is it? Which side feels better?"

Zhao Chi smiled and said: "One side silky, one side unctuous — both feel wonderful, but to be honest, I still prefer the feel of your skin."

Gu Qing's happy brows curved upward, and she laughed softly: "Really? My lord, you may touch me more."

"Wait till we get back — we need to go now."

"Hehe, as you command."

Gu Qing quickly dressed herself neatly.

"Are you ready? We're setting off."

"Ready — come on in!"

Zhao Chi immediately activated the Piloting Art.

Light flowed and circulated.

The two merged into one.

Zhao Chi did not say too much to Gu Qing about the arrangements for later.

Mainly because he didn't know where to begin.

In any case, mind-to-mind communication could be completed in an instant, so they could communicate in real time later.

Zhao Chi opened the system and tapped Return.

A system prompt popped up:

【You have unpaid taxes. Please pay the taxes and fines on time.】

Zhao Chi's heart gave a start.

He had thought it was because piloting Gu Qing made it impossible to go to the Greater World.

Only after seeing it was about paying taxes did he relax a little.

But… when the hell did this happen?