Chapter 402 Emilia's celebration of getting rid of the title of "waste"! The bed-warming maid is great!

Emilia was very happy to find a job.

But Ling Qing's casual question poured cold water on her.

"How much is your salary? Is it enough to pay for the food and accommodation during this period and rent a new house?"

"…"

Emilia stared at Ling Qing with a dim gaze.

You will die if you don't tell me this!

She complained in her heart.

She has no work experience and was selected only because she has a good voice and is a customer service material.

Her salary is pitifully low.

Even if she herself is based on the prices of this world, it is just barely enough for food and drink.

Pay back the money? Can't do it!

Rent a house? Can't do it!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is in a bad mood when talking about salary.

Ling Qing doesn't intend to spoil her mood too much at this time.

So he said, "Anyway, Emilia finding a job is something worth celebrating."

"So, I suggest that we celebrate for her today."

"Ah?"

Emilia was stunned.

She thought Ling Qing was going to mock her with her salary again, but she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"I agree."

Futaba, Mai and others didn't object.

After spending some time together, they also regarded Emilia as a friend.

Friends who encounter happy things are of course worth celebrating.

"Then let's prepare."

Since everyone agreed, Qing decided on this matter.

"Fumino, Rizu, it's almost time for dinner, how about eating together?"

At the same time, Ling Qing also invited the two who had just finished studying and were about to leave.

"Can we do it?"

"Why not? Wouldn't it be better if there were more people?"

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"I'll send a message to my dad."

Rizu took out her phone and sent a message to her family.

"…"

Fumino's eyes dimmed, but she didn't do anything.

Because there was no need.

Her father lived in the teaching dormitory almost every day, never came home, and never cared about her.

Ling Qing saw this scene, but he didn't say anything.

I just hope that the atmosphere of celebration can make her stop thinking too much.

After a while.

"Thor, come and help."

"Ahhh, why are you suddenly too busy!"

The kitchen was quite noisy.

Since it was a celebration, a big meal was naturally needed.

Time was tight and the task was heavy, so the two of them really couldn't handle it.

"I'll go help!"

Fumino volunteered.

Since she stayed, she didn't want to eat rice.

Although her cooking skills were average, she could still wash and cut vegetables.

"I'll go too."

Riju also got up and followed.

She often helped at home, so she was good at this..

Fortunately, the kitchen is big enough, and with Ilya and the other five people, it is just right.

"Uh…"

Emilia was a little embarrassed.

She seemed to be unable to do anything.

Ling Qing, who was playing with Futaba's tender hands and white legs, saw her fidgeting and handed her a cup of tea with a smile.

"Thank you."

She took the cup of water with both hands and sipped it gently to ease some of the embarrassment.

"Why do you feel that you are not happy about everyone celebrating for you?" Ling Qing teased.

"No way!"

Emilia denied loudly: "I, I am obviously very happy!"

She didn't want to be ashamed of everyone's kindness.

"What do you mean by sitting there looking around like you're sitting on pins and needles?"

"I…I…"

"I just feel that everyone is busy with my affairs, and I…"

Emilia lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Since you know that everyone is busy celebrating for you, you should be happier and don't let Mai and the others down."

Ling Qing hugged Futaba and said, "We didn't do anything, and I was the one who proposed to celebrate for you."

"And me!"

Sora, who was eating snacks on the side, raised his hand without any shame.

"There's no need to force yourself to join when you know that your joining may disrupt everyone's rhythm. Just do what you should do and don't feel sorry for yourself."

"Sora is more open-minded than you."

"I…get it…"

Being…educated!

She was still taught a lesson by the guy she hated the most.

Emilia's cheeks were flushed.

"If you really have nothing to do, why don't you help me massage my shoulders? I just massaged Manfuyu and I moved a lot of muscles and bones."

"Okay!"

Emilia agreed without saying a word.

Anyway, she still wanted to find something to do.

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The feeling that she was the only one who was idle made her feel uncomfortable.

Massaging shoulders should be a simple thing.

As soon as she started, Ling Qing said without turning his head: "The force is too weak, I can't even feel it."

"?"

Emilia felt that she was already very strong.

But she still listened to him and increased the force.

"Too weak, Emilia, are you so weak without the Holy Law?"

"!!!"

Emilia is the kind of stubborn and brave person who is straightforward and never gives up.

This sentence is enough to move her.

Being looked down upon!

Her anger is rising.

I massaged his shoulders and he found fault with me? !

Especially when I massaged him from behind, and this guy was rubbing Futaba's face while stroking her smooth thighs with his big hands.

I was immediately furious.

Okay! You think I'm not strong enough, right?, then I won't be polite!

Emilia, who was furious, used all her strength.

"Oh?"

Ling Qing's eyes lit up.

"Very good, just keep this strength, I feel a little bit, although not even one tenth of my massage."

He nodded frequently to express a slight satisfaction.

"???"

Emilia opened her mouth.

Her strength was enough to flatten the steel pipe!

But she was completely fine.

"Tsk…"

Thinking of his identity, he smacked his lips unhappily.

Even with the holy magic, he couldn't hurt him, let alone now.

Considering that Ling Qing was not completely bad to her, he even said he wanted to celebrate for her.

Emilia didn't say anything else.

Humph, just consider it as a thank you.

She kept her strength and massaged his shoulders seriously.

However, when she saw Ling Qing's big hands exploring Shuangye, she couldn't help but turn pale and wanted to pinch him to death.

Pervert, the ultimate pervert!

Yes.

It's probably hard to change Ling Qing's impression in her mind.

Although he himself doesn't care much.

It feels good to be served and watched by someone.

Should I get a bed-warming maid in the future?

Ling Qing couldn't help but have such thoughts.

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