Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1234 - 563: Ji Xinyan, you’re truly my little cotton-padded jacket!

Chapter 1234: Chapter 563: Ji Xinyan, you’re truly my little cotton-padded jacket!

"No need!"

Lin Baici refused, "Don’t let me keep you from your work!"

Even among friends, Lin Baici felt embarrassed to ask for help, let alone someone like Feng Ting who he wasn’t even close with.

However, Ji Xinyan was an exception; there was no room for politeness, use her to her full extent.

"If Sister Ting is not busy, could you please check the rooms on the first floor and let us know immediately if there are any issues?"

Ji Xinyan arranged.

"Not busy at all!"

Feng Ting went downstairs.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Baici frowned.

"What? You just want to send her away so you can enjoy a little world of just the two of us?"

Ji Xinyan teased, stretching out her hand to Lin Baici’s chest, drawing little circles, but alas, there was no sensation through the clothes.

Smack!

Lin Baici swatted Ji Xinyan’s hand away: "Keep acting like a demon!"

"Hehe!"

Ji Xinyan smiled smugly, "I’m selecting a little wife for you, aren’t you happy?"

"I don’t even have a big wife yet!"

Lin Baici rolled his eyes and headed to the living room on the second floor to tidy up—the move-in date was approaching.

The master bedroom was huge, larger than the apartment Lin Baici lived in Guangqing City for 18 years.

Leading to the master bedroom, on the left was a U-shaped wardrobe, and on the right was an en-suite bathroom—super convenient for nighttime bathroom trips.

"Wow, this closet is really spacious."

Ji Xinyan’s home had a villa too, but it was just a standard townhouse, nothing like Lin Baici’s king-of-the-building abode.

This closet could not only hang clothes but also had an entire wall dedicated to shoe shelves, the kind with individual cubicles.

This was for the lady of the house to store her shoes.

Ji Xinyan estimated it could hold fifty to sixty pairs of shoes, and of course, bags too.

"Senior Monitor, are you a shoe freak?"

Ji Xinyan asked and noticed Lin Baici seemed not to understand, so she took off her slippers to rub his leg with her foot: "Feel something? If you do, then yes!"

"Isn’t that a foot fetish?"

Lin Baici was surprised.

"Senior Monitor, still deny being a pervert?"

Ji Xinyan teased.

"There’s Xu Daguan in our dormitory, what can’t you learn from him?"

Before college, Lin Baici was unaware, but Xu Daguan knew too much, always talking dirty jokes, not to mention the experienced Qian Jiahui.

"Xu Daguan is indeed a pervert, always harassing me!"

Ji Xinyan pouted, "If we weren’t classmates for three and a half more years, I would’ve blocked him."

"Right, Liu Yu must definitely be a shoe freak; he always sneaks peeks at my feet!"

Ji Xinyan stood tall, "Even though my chest and butt are both spectacular!"

Lin Baici immediately covered his ears.

"Hehe!"

Ji Xinyan was overly joyous. She enjoyed seeing the Senior Monitor flustered when teased: "If you marry a wife who squanders money, you’d need at least four or five million yuan to fill this space with luxury clothes!"

"I’d do it differently. I’d fill it with your clothes, make you look dashing every day!"

"Make those socialite green tea bitches jealous, agonized by seeing but not being able to have!"

Ji Xinyan crossed her arms and evaluated the entire walk-in closet, already contemplating how to organize it: "This side will be filled with suits, that side with casual wear."

Lin Baici didn’t bother with Tea sister, heading to the bathroom to check it out.

The dry and wet areas were separate; the shower was big enough to fit a double bed, and there was also a large bathtub.

"Marble double sinks, full mirror."

Ji Xinyan followed in and examined the brand: "It’s all Laufen, a century-old Swiss brand."

"How do you know all this? Planning on becoming a real estate agent after graduation?"

Lin Baici didn’t understand any of this; he just felt it was very delicate, out of his league.

"If you had some show-off girls in your circle, you’d understand too!"

Ji Xinyan scorned: "They’d share to Moments even after changing a tap."

"Very expensive?"

Lin Baici was curious.

"Yeah, it’s a brand from America, previously specialized in customization for private yachts and airplanes, a faucet costs about 200,000 yuan each, right?"

Ji Xinyan explained.

"..."

Lin Baici was shocked; four faucets could buy his family’s apartment in Guangqing City.

Tea sister stood in front of the basin, hands propped on it, legs shifting backward, bending over and then looking up at the full mirror.

"What’s this?"

Lin Baici didn’t understand: "Can this basin also help you practice yoga?"

"Come over here!"

"What for?"

Lin Baici walked over.

"Stand behind me!"

Ji Xinyan commanded, "Hey, come closer, why being so reserved?"

Lin Baici moved a half-step forward, nearly touching Tea sister’s behind.

Ji Xinyan pushed back a few times.

"Stop messing around; something will really happen!"

Lin Baici was dumbfounded, quickly grabbing Ji Xinyan’s waist.

Tsk,

Her waist is so slim.

The line from the poem "King Chu has a slim waist, starvation prevails in the palace" immediately popped into Lin Baici’s mind.

"See? You’re stocky and take up a lot of space, so when looking for a girlfriend, my height is enough. Any taller, and you two wouldn’t be able to maneuver around here!"

Ji Xinyan reminded: "Take a notebook, jot this down!"

After having experienced the overtures of Goryeo girl and Little Merperson, Lin Baici wasn’t some pure and naive young man. He froze briefly, then realized Tea sister’s implication and nearly choked on his own blood from the shock.

"Can you not be so..."

There was a word Lin Baici was too embarrassed to say out loud.

"Seductive?"

Ji Xinyan turned around, leaning against the washbasin, blinked her eyes and then declared with a dead serious face, "No!"