The beautiful girl always shines in any situation, whether sitting or lying down.

First is Lucia, her own beauty is abstracted into a delicate and smooth curve;

The beautiful lines extend from her waist to her hips, turning concrete beauty into poetic fantasies, which are embodied in her slim silhouette.

Wang Xiaole stared at the girl on his right, sweeping his gaze over her without any change in expression.

His gaze, always accompanied by an "aesthetic critique effect", even though he was looking at her at the moment, his eyes did not contain any impure thoughts.

Because of her beauty, he looked at her as if an art connoisseur appreciating a treasure. His gaze was so fiery yet so pure.

Changing into her pajamas made Lucia's figure appear even more tall and slender.

Her glossy hair cascaded down on both sides of her shoulders, and even though her facial expression was calm, her whole face looked enchanting.

Her exquisite figure cannot be described in just a few words.

A pair of perky and firm breasts lifted her proud chest, and a smooth and delicate abdomen adorned her charming waist. Her round and full buttocks outlined an almost perfect figure.

All these sensual features were wrapped in a black lace and pink translucent negligee, making the temptations brought by what was not revealed even stronger.

"It was worth it"--- if this phrase could describe the joy in one's heart, Wang Xiaole would say it ten times in his heart.

The flawless smile on his face highlighted his facial features more than a middle-aged man's, giving him an ungentlemanly appearance...

(whispering) "This guy again has a lot of bad ideas!"

Freya has had enough of the troubles that Wang Xiaole has brought upon her, so she regards anything he does with suspicion and criticism.

Her gaze stays fixed on him, preventing his salty hooves from reaching towards her or her pajamas.

Changing clothes is also inevitable because if she sleeps in the same clothes she wore outside, Freya will feel very uncomfortable.

But it wasn't until she put on her pajamas that she suddenly realized:

It's not the discomfort of her body when she's not wearing pajamas, but the discomfort of her soul when she is wearing them!

The reason why she feels anxious even when lying down is not because she's worried about a lascivious gaze directed at her;

On the contrary, what really bothers Freya is:

Why doesn't his dishonest gaze ever shift towards her?

The viewpoint is very clear:

If Wang Xiaole were to touch her, that would be too much and she would be very angry;

But if he doesn't even look at her, she would definitely be even more unhappy.

As they say, "no comparison, no harm".

If there were no Lucia in this room, Freya wouldn't care whether Wang Xiaole looks at her or not;

Continuing with the analogy of a kindergarten teacher and the little friends, let's explain it carefully:

When the whole class only has Freya, Wang Xiaole, in the position of the "teacher," is undoubtedly rejected by the sole "student";

But then Lucia came, and the "teacher" was extremely interested in this "transfer student," always asking about her well-being and taking care of her all the time...

This analysis makes it clear:

Freya is unwilling to be ignored and even more unable to accept the fact that she lost to a mere demon.

Moreover, she didn't feel inferior in any way compared to the other person - her face, figure, and buttocks were all outstanding; if she had to find a flaw, it would probably be in the necessary areas, as her cup size was slightly smaller than Lucia's.

But that was nothing!

People often say, "An angel's face, a devil's figure." If the gods were to compare their best attributes with the demons, there would be no way they could compete with themselves. So she had to settle for second best and forgive Wang Xiaole for not looking at her body, thinking, "You can just look at my face."

After waiting for a few minutes, the other party still didn't do as she wished. This was not intentional noncooperation but had deeper reasons:

Because Wang Xiaole knew very well that he and the goddess only had a relationship of "feeding and being fed." It had nothing to do with emotions or love. Since they weren't that intimate, why should he bother to look?

A gentleman knows when to act and when not to, and deep down in Wang Xiaole's heart, he still had a shred of dignity left.

But this attitude led to a misunderstanding. Freya thought that he was being fooled by the demons, his eyes trapped in the deep gorge of the triangle, unable to free himself.

Not long after, to save the lost lamb and to prevent that woman from being too pleased with herself, a certain goddess made her move.

"Come here for a moment."

In a friendly greeting, Freya entered the bathroom, and the person she called followed with a sense of anticipation that something was about to happen.

The bathroom door was not transparent. From the outside, it was impossible to see anything inside. The innkeeper had designed it with the idea of allowing couples to enter without any worries and do whatever they wanted. The soundproofing effect inside the bathroom was excellent.

Feeling uneasy, Lucia sneaked up to the door and listened but couldn't hear any sounds coming from inside.

Inside the bathroom, something significant that would impact tonight was gradually taking shape.

A hand made a gesture with two fingers and placed it in front of Wang Xiaole. It was Freya, who was extending her hand and asking him to guess the number.

"Guess what number my right hand is making?"

The atmosphere was like a guessing game, and the one being asked didn't mind playing along and focused on carefully observing.

The index finger of the right hand bent down, and the thumb pressed against it from above, forming a special number.

Almost instinctively, the number was spoken aloud.

"Zero..."

Whoosh!

A pill shot out from the palm of Freya's left hand, flying straight and accurately towards its target.

"Glug."

Wang Xiaole, caught off guard, had the hazelnut-sized pill stuffed into his mouth, shaped like the number zero. He instinctively closed his mouth, but his throat didn't directly complete the swallowing action.

But at that moment, the girl in front of him pounced, and the scene didn't resemble a hungry tiger attacking a lamb but rather a lamb rushing towards a tiger!

After a blink, their bodies intertwined and fell to the ground. Bathing tools in the bathroom rolled around, and bowls and cups were scattered everywhere.

After this intense physical intertwining, Freya successfully accomplished what she had to do and successfully made Wang Xiaole swallow the pill.

The change happened in an instant. Wang Xiaole suddenly felt a wave of heat spreading through his body, as if several warmers had been implanted inside him, radiating warmth from within to without. Even the unopened indoor shower emitted a trace of steam, giving the sensation of entering a sauna.

After his face turned quite red, Wang Xiaole swayed his body and stood up. It was not a big deal for him to stand up, but he immediately realized that he had become much lighter. If a person's weight was just right, suddenly becoming lighter was not a good thing. Usually, in this kind of situation, either the body had been excessively overworked or some part of the body had significantly decreased in size.

Due to a lack of reassurance, Wang Xiaole checked his body inside and out. His head remained heavy and did not become any smarter; his neck was the same in length and width as before; his hands and legs, to his relief, did not suddenly become shorter. But his chest... his chest?

"What the hell, where's my chest!?"

This cry of despair was beyond pitiful. The once beautiful days suddenly became unbearable.

"You made my chest disappear! Are you devoid of humanity? Spirt? Give it back, if you have a conscience. Give my chest back!"

Wang Xiaole grabbed Freya's shoulders and shook her violently. How intense was this shaking?

Let's put it this way:

When the shaking gradually subsided, and Freya's head was left swinging up and down, it was probably an "aftershock."

The principle of "you lose something, you gain something" couldn't be wrong.

Indeed, from the surface, Wang Xiao lost his boobs; but the strange sensation he felt in his lower body later made him lift his skirt and take a casual look inside. This glance was not a big deal, but the person in question's brain froze for over ten seconds, and then his throat squeezed out a surprised voice:

"My buddy! Finally, I can see you again."

All the changes pointed to one conclusion. Combined with the pill Freya had thrown out earlier, named "Truth," reality became clear:

"I've returned to my original body!"

Following the joy, the emotions entwined in Wang Xiaole's heart were all a great sadness, whether it be expressed in a nice or nasty way:

"Although I've changed back, it just had to be at this moment..."

The timing of reverting to his male body was completely inappropriate, precisely on the night when he was sharing a bed with Lucia.

In fact, if Freya hadn't considered that woman, she would never have chosen this time to make Wang Xiaole swallow the pill.

That pill came from the Goddess, and its effects were obviously gender-bending. She had a whole bottle of similar pills, and the reason for having them in abundance was that the effects on Wang Xiaole were not permanent.

The purpose of using the pill was to make the lost lamb, who was lost in the temptation of the Demon Race, realize the current dire situation. Through the brief interaction with Lucia, Freya confirmed one thing:

The Demon King wasn't aware that the person he liked originally had a male gender, not a female one. In other words, the Demon King's obsession with Wang Xiaole largely depended on the latter's gender.

Now, Freya's task was to help Wang Xiaole restore his original body, so that during the duration of the pill's effect, Lucia would see through his gender.

In this way, the connection between the Demon King and his associates will be severed, and as the benevolent god, Freya will be able to successfully save humanity from the brink of abyss... Well, these are all lies! Wang Xiaole was not happy with being ignored and planned to make him suffer, and that was absolutely true. Of course, she didn't entirely lack guilt in her heart for doing this; she saw it as a way to make amends and apologize. Once she ended Wang Xiaole's relationship with the Demon King, she was determined to help him find another girl as compensation. After all, she was the current goddess of love, and matching a relationship was a piece of cake, wasn't it?