Take off the white stockings of the Saint

“Legendary White Tiger… so it really exists…”

As Yang Yuan muttered in awe, Li Yu’an was frantically tugging down her skirt, pressing it tightly with both hands, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself on the spot.

“Why did I fall just now? What if Yang Yuan thinks I’m some kind of pervert who likes flashing and doesn’t wear underwear…”

Compared to the physical exposure, what troubled Li Yu’an more was what Yang Yuan now thought of her.

“Hey… are you okay? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?”

Fortunately, Yang Yuan chose to focus on the fall itself, deliberately ignoring the shocking image he’d just seen.

“I’m fine… just a little sore.”

Li Yu’an rubbed her ankle. The fall had been hard—there was likely swelling.

“Can you stand?” Yang Yuan reached out his hand.

She tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through her ankle. She gasped and shook her head, looking helplessly at Yang Yuan.

Without hesitation, Yang Yuan stepped forward, letting her drape her arm over his shoulder.

His other hand slipped behind her back, gently supporting her soft waist as he helped her up from the floor.

“Let’s go to your room. I think there’s some ointment.”

Why not just heal herself with her ability? The thought flickered through Yang Yuan’s mind.

When he helped her into the bedroom, the sight inside left him stunned.

If the living room was a minimalist world of pure white…

Then this bedroom was a pink-drenched sanctuary of pure girlish fantasy.

The walls were covered in cherry blossom-patterned wallpaper. A massive pink princess bed dominated the space.

Opposite the bed stood a full-length glass display cabinet, packed with Stellar Magic Girl figurines, merchandise, and limited-edition plushies.

The contrast was so extreme that Yang Yuan briefly wondered if he’d entered the wrong apartment.

“Because during holidays, relatives and friends come over.”

“So… I made the outside look like that.”

Li Yu’an seemed to sense his confusion and quietly explained, slightly embarrassed.

“It suits you. Much more human and warm than the living room.”

After helping her sit on the bed, Yang Yuan knelt down and carefully lifted her injured foot.

“I’ll take off your sock first. Let’s apply a cold compress.”

His hand touched the smooth fabric of her thigh-high white sock. He gently rolled the cuff down, the snug material peeling away slowly from her perfectly shaped leg.

When the sock reached the swollen ankle, he paused, carefully lifting the fabric over the tender area.

Soon, her bare foot was exposed—pale, smooth, and slightly warm from being enclosed.

Yang Yuan held the sock in one hand, ready to examine the injury, when his eyes caught sight of her toenails.

Each toenail was painted a glossy pink.

“Since… feet are rarely seen by others,”

“I can secretly do cute nail art just for myself.”

Li Yu’an began explaining again, almost instinctively.

Without realizing it, she had already revealed most of her hidden self to this man named Yang Yuan.

Strangely, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, she felt a quiet thrill.

Next, Yang Yuan soaked a towel in cold water in the bathroom, wrung it out, and returned to kneel before her.

He gently placed the cool, damp cloth on her swollen ankle.

“Ah…”

After a few minutes of cold compress, he pulled out a tube of bruise-relief ointment from the medicine cabinet and began massaging it in slow, careful circles.

Having a man hold her foot and massage it so attentively was a completely new experience for Li Yu’an.

Her nervousness spiraled out of control. Her sweat-prone body kicked in again—beads of sweat began seeping from her pores.

Soon, the white thigh-high on her other leg grew damp. The fabric clung tighter to her skin, soaked through.

At first, Yang Yuan didn’t notice. His focus was on treating the injury.

But as he massaged, he felt the texture change. The foot in his hand had become slightly moist.

“Is it getting hot in here? Should I turn on the AC?”

Li Yu’an offered a weak excuse, trying to hide the fact that she was sweating from sheer nervousness.

“Yeah, it is kind of hot. No wonder you’re sweating so much.”

Yang Yuan looked up, his expression completely free of disgust.

Truthfully, he didn’t mind at all.

As a dedicated foot fetishist, Li Yu’an’s feet were perfect—neatly shaped toes, clean, well-trimmed nails.

They were slightly larger than Su Xiaoyou’s, due to her height, but the feel was exquisite.

And now, the light sweat added a uniquely soft, damp sensation.

Instead of letting go, Yang Yuan pulled a few tissues from the nightstand and began gently wiping the sweat from the top of her foot and between her toes.

“Maybe the room’s a bit stuffy. Don’t be nervous. Just relax.”

Li Yu’an’s heart finally settled. She quietly exhaled, relieved that her sweat had no unpleasant odor.

After drying her foot, Yang Yuan’s gaze drifted to the other sock—now damp and clinging tightly to her long leg.

It had turned slightly translucent, hugging every curve.

“This one’s wet too. It’s probably uncomfortable. Might as well take it off and let it breathe.”

“Got it!”

The sweat-soaked sock had lost its elasticity, making it harder to remove.

Soon, her second flawless foot was revealed to the air.

“By the way, you’re a healing-type hero, right? Why not just use your ability to heal this small injury?”

Once things settled, Yang Yuan asked the question that had been bothering him.

“My ability has side effects.”

“And healing myself causes far worse side effects than healing others.”

“So I don’t rely on my powers in daily life. During missions, I use my ability through auxiliary tools.”

Of course, she didn’t say the real reason—she preferred the feeling of being cared for by someone else.

“What kind of side effects?” Yang Yuan pressed, curious.

“It’s private, so I can’t just tell you. But I can show you what it looks like.”

Li Yu’an demonstrated her ability—soft green light shimmering from her fingertips.

What she didn’t know was that Yang Yuan’s [Insight] ability had already passively activated.

[Ability Name: Jade-Holding Holy Light]

[Ability User: Li Yu’an]

[Description: Gradually heals external wounds and minor internal injuries, relieves pain and fatigue.]

[Potential Risk: If the amount of healing energy used—single or cumulative—exceeds the user’s limit, the massive life force will reverse-stimulate the endocrine system, triggering an extreme state of sexual arousal (“heat” state).]

[Side Effect Relief: Must be resolved through intense physical activity (i.e., “release”) within a short time. Otherwise, the energy cannot be metabolized, risking mental breakdown or even death.]

[Evolution Status: Can channel life energy for rapid healing of biological targets, effectiveness scales with energy output.]

Yang Yuan read each line of the panel in silence.

“So the so-called side effect is actually…”

He looked up at Li Yu’an, whose face was flushed red from embarrassment at not being able to answer.

“If the side effect is heat… now I understand why she wouldn’t want to talk about it.”