The president of the Learning Committee even has a private office, Qi thought to herself with a sense of awe.
Even though the campus forum always said things like ‘the Learning Committee has intervention rights over any school matter’ and ‘becoming president is like becoming the emperor of this school,’ the committee itself hardly ever showed its face around campus.
She’d never really felt the weight of that power. But at least the perks seemed pretty good.
With Jiang Wanli supporting her, they circled around the direction Bai Qiaoyu had gone and arrived at the door to the president’s office.
“This is my private space. She won’t come looking here.”
Jiang Wanli said after closing the door.
The black-haired girl nodded, surveying the room.
Perhaps because Jiang Wanli had only recently become president, the layout was extremely sparse.
The only thing that looked remotely lived-in was the large desktop computer directly ahead, which was piled high with stuff.
Jiang Wanli guided Qi to the desk and had her sit in a chair placed to the side, her gaze flicking down to Qi’s legs.
“It’s been a while now. Are you still unable to walk?”
“It’s fine, I was just scared, my legs feel a bit weak…”
Qi responded in a small, embarrassed voice.
These useless legs, she cursed internally. Just a bit of fast walking and they give out.
Now that numbing, tingling sensation is constantly spreading from my legs throughout my whole body.
If I don’t take off the stockings to reset the sensitivity, I won’t be able to walk at all.
She absolutely couldn’t let Jiang Wanli know about this peculiarity of hers.
The black-haired girl endured the discomfort in her body, maintaining her facial expression. Aside from her slightly flushed cheeks, she looked perfectly normal.
“Alright then. If you want to keep hiding, you can stay here with me.”
Jiang Wanli said, walking over to sit at the desk and pulling out her phone.
“I’ll order some food now. Do you want anything?”
“Just some bread is fine.”
“Bread, huh…”
The girl murmured softly and began scrolling through a food delivery app. After placing the order, silence once again settled over the room.
Qi idly fiddled with the edge of a stack of papers on the desk, asking as if by chance, “Sister Xiaoli, what kind of work does the Learning Committee usually do?”
“It’s not busy. It’s actually a pretty idle position. The only real obligation is to improve your own grades and maintain your ranking.”
“But… all this stuff piled on your desk doesn’t seem related to studying?”
Qi glanced at it, curious.
She didn’t pick up the documents to examine them closely. Even though Jiang Wanli hadn’t stopped her, an excessive desire to pry into someone else’s privacy would only make people uncomfortable.
“These are various statistical reports on school affairs and arrangements, past and potential future events. I asked for them myself.”
Jiang Wanli explained patiently.
“Although managing these things isn’t the president’s duty, I have the right to know and the right to intervene. I was just interested, so I wanted to understand them.”
“Oh, I see,”
Qi nodded as if a lightbulb had gone off.
Jiang Wanli gave her a light smile.
“If you want to look, go ahead.”
“No, seeing this many words makes my head spin.”
The black-haired girl leaned back in her chair in refusal. She really had no interest in these documents.
“Then rest here for a while,” Jiang Wanli said, glancing down again at Qi’s calves, sheathed in white silk.
“If you still can’t walk later, I’ll take you to the infirmary to get checked.”
Qi nodded, a bit shyly.
Jiang Wanli keeps looking at my legs like that… it makes me feel really self-conscious.
Even though it was probably her own issue, and Jiang Wanli likely didn’t have any ill intentions—she was just concerned—her legs had become a very special part of her.
Being stared at like this was embarrassing, not to mention they were in a super-sensitive state right now.
I need to find a chance to take the stockings off once.
Jiang Wanli went back to perusing the files on the desk. The black-haired girl sat quietly to the side, not disturbing her.
Right now, the little one was scheming in her heart about how to take off her stockings without Jiang Wanli noticing, reset the sensitivity, and then secretly put them back on.
A notification sound from the phone on the desk pulled both their attention.
“The delivery’s here. I’ll go get it.”
Jiang Wanli picked up her phone, stood up, and headed for the door.
Isn’t this the perfect chance? Qi felt a surge of delight and even waved goodbye to the other girl.
“Be careful on your way. Don’t rush.”
Perfect. I have enough time to let my legs relax before Jiang Wanli gets back.
She leaned forward slightly, grabbing the edge of the white silk at her thigh and slowly beginning to roll it down.
The friction of the fabric against her skin intensified the discomfort throughout her body.
And the moment her fingertips made contact with her calf, her back instinctively straightened, and she nearly toppled out of the chair from the reflexive jerk.
Stopping her movements, Qi gasped for breath, even breaking out in a light sweat on her neck.
The sensitivity was cranked up way too high this time. Even my own touch causes such a big reaction.
The black-haired girl didn’t dare make any large movements, forced to peel the stockings down bit by bit.
She had a feeling that if she didn’t restrain herself, something bad might happen. So, she had to take it slow.
And so, she would pull a little, then stop. It took over five minutes before Qi finally managed to completely remove the white silk from both legs.
Feeling drained, she tossed them aside carelessly and rested her forehead on the desk, relaxing.
With the stockings off, the numbing, tingling sensation in her legs finally began to gradually recede.
Her body felt a long-awaited sense of relief and started to regain its strength.
However, right then, Qi heard the sound of the office door opening.
She lifted her head in alarm to see Jiang Wanli walking in, carrying a bag.
“Huh?! Sister Xiaoli, you… you’re back so fast?!”
Qi asked in a panic.
Going to the school gate and back… there’s no way that’s a five-minute trip!
“Our school doesn’t stop delivery people, so I had them bring it to the library entrance,” Jiang Wanli said with a smile as she walked over.
“You look very flushed. Seems like you’re hot. Is the air conditioning too low? Hmm?”
Placing the delivery bag on the desk, the girl’s eyes fell on the two stockings casually discarded on the floor, and on Qi’s exposed calves—pale, tender, and smooth—now bare to the air.
“You…”
“Sorry! Don’t look… please…”
Steam practically seemed to be rising from the black-haired girl’s head. Her eyes even grew slightly moist from shame. She desperately tried to pull her legs back, tucking them beside and behind the chair, trying to block Jiang Wanli’s line of sight.
“It’s fine. I don’t mind,”
Jiang Wanli said, shaking her head with a smile.
She picked up the white silk stockings from the floor, folded them neatly in her hands without a trace of disdain, and placed them on a shelf on her side of the desk.
This action made Qi even more mortified. The shreds of composure she’d managed to gather were once again scattered.
She even temporarily lost the ability to form coherent sentences, and could only watch helplessly as her white stockings were placed even further away from her.
I’m completely done for now…