Infinite Travel: I know a lot of goddesses

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The second glass of beer that Joan of Arc ordered for Shen Ye was quickly delivered. It was a lighter beer with a strong malt aroma.

But Shen Ye just stared at the beer and had no intention of taking any action.

Looking at Shen Ye who had not moved for a long time, Zhendace supported her delicate chin with her left hand, circled her beer glass with her right hand fingers, and said in a light tone: "Try it, if you still don't like it, I can continue to help."

Joan of Arc said so, Shen Ye had no choice but to pick up the wine glass reluctantly and took a sip. Then, he let out a long sigh. Although it was still a little bitter, it tasted surprisingly good.

Gently putting down the wine glass, Shen Ye looked at the silver-haired witch opposite him: "Ms. Jeanne, it seems that you can only drink your own."

Do you think I really want to drink the wine you drank?

Joan of Arc glanced at Shen Ye, and then thought to herself, well, actually, it feels really good to be shy after being so bold.

This was a feeling she had never experienced in hundreds of years.

Thinking this in her heart, Joan of Arc suddenly smiled, but she quickly restrained the smile on her face. However, the smile in her eyes did not fade away, and her mind began to become active.

Witches have never been a race that likes to be passive.

Shen Ye looked at Joan of Arc, who suddenly smiled and then returned to normal. He felt a little strange. Although he often dealt with women, he didn't really understand women's hearts. What's more, the woman in front of him was a witch with a changeable personality.

Just when Shen Ye was wondering what the silver-haired witch was thinking, he suddenly saw Joan of Arc pull out her collar, which was almost at her chin, as if she was looking for something.

When Shen Ye was wondering, Joan of Arc found the zipper hidden behind the collar. Then, she saw Joan of Arc slowly unzipping the zipper until it reached her chest and stopped.

The witches all have excellent figures. After the zipper is unzipped, the opening is stretched into a V shape by the majestic breasts bound inside. Shen Ye can even see the black lace bra wrapped around the snow-white balls.

Shen Ye swallowed silently. Of course, this was a normal physiological reaction. Just when he was about to ask her why she did this, Joan of Arc suddenly raised her glass to him and made a toast.

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised his glass and clinked it with hers from a distance. Then he realized that Joan of Arc's drinking posture this time was nothing like her previous elegance, and he raised his head and drank the beer in a very heroic manner.

This action caused some beer to overflow from the corner of her mouth, then slide down her delicate swan-like neck, and then, after a high and amazing arc, fall into the bottomless abyss.

Honestly, it was a very tempting scene, at least that's what Shen Ye thought. Especially when he saw the large area of ​​snow-white skin on Joan of Arc's chest seemed to be glowing after being stained by water droplets, he found that he couldn't take his eyes away.

Then, Shen Ye thought sadly: "My iron-like willpower seems to have weakened again!"

But even though he was thinking this in his heart, he still stared at her intently, because he felt that the silver-haired witch was deliberately letting him watch her, and it would be too fake if she continued to pretend to be a gentleman.

Fortunately, it was not yet time to get off work, and there were not many customers in the pub. Moreover, the two of them were sitting in the corner of the pub, with a pillar as a cover, so only he saw this tempting scene.

At this time, after putting down the wine glass, Joan of Arc placed her fingers on her chest and slid them upwards along the water marks that had not yet evaporated due to the gradually rising body temperature. Finally, she put her fingers covered with beer liquid into her mouth, sucking them while looking at Shen Ye with a smile.

Seeing this action, Shen Ye took a breath and his heart seemed to beat slower. It was hard for him to imagine that after having so many women, he could still be tempted by the charm of women, but now he was indeed attracted.

Feeling that if he continued watching, he would be manipulated by the witch in front of him, Shen Ye looked away with difficulty, then took a sip of beer, ready to let the cold liquid cool his restless body.

However, alcohol is, at certain times, meant to be a source of entertainment. After taking a big gulp of it, even if it was beer, Shen Ye no longer calmed down, but instead became even more confused.

"Hey, can you get me a glass of ice water?" After taking a deep breath, Shen Ye asked the silver-haired witch in front of him, whose smile deepened and eyes were full of teasing.

Joan of Arc smiled and shook her head: "We are here to drink."

"But you don't look like you're here to drink." Shen Ye said dissatisfiedly, then snapped his fingers like Joan of Arc, preparing to order a glass of ice water for himself.

The tavern waitress came over quickly, but before Shen Ye could speak, Joan of Arc gave her a look and asked her to leave again.

Of course, this was not a result of telepathy between the two of them, but rather the silver-haired witch using the power of the devil.

Then Joan of Arc emphasized again: "We are here to drink, and you promised to buy me a drink, do you want to break your promise?"

When she spoke of the latter part, a look of contempt appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes.

"Mainly because I'm afraid you'll suffer a loss." Shen Ye immediately changed his words. He had to take the initiative.

"I think you are afraid of being at a disadvantage?" The witch's eyes were very aggressive, and as if to help, she even leaned forward a little, making her movements a little aggressive.

At this moment, Shen Ye didn't know where to put his eyes, but Joan of Arc's words made him a little unhappy. What did it mean to be afraid of being at a disadvantage? When a man and a woman are alone together, it is hard to say who will suffer the disadvantage in the end.

So, Shen Ye's eyes did not dodge or avoid, but just stared straight at Joan of Arc's chest, which was exposed because she leaned forward.

Under Shen Ye's scorching gaze, the extroverted silver-haired witch could no longer bear it. The emotion of shyness kept eroding her brain, making her heart itchy and causing her body temperature to rise exponentially. Her exposed snow-white skin gradually turned red.

She felt that she seemed to have fallen in love with this feeling that made her shy, of course, only in front of the man in front of her.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but it passed very quickly. However, neither of them gave in and they just stared at each other.

At this time, Shen Ye saw a few guests walking towards them from the corner of his eye, so he had to surrender first and said, "Sit down, someone is coming."

The silver-haired witch could certainly sense it, but after hearing Shen Ye's reminder, she smiled a victorious smile, then pulled the zipper of her clothes up a little, covering up the black and white spring color.

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(It was so scary. It took a long time to pass the review. I read it over and over again, fearing that I had overwritten it.)