Infinite Travel: I know a lot of goddesses

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The house that Joan of Arc rented was on the other side of the city, where there were large apartment buildings. Like in many countries, some of the apartment buildings here were owned by local indigenous people.

On the way there, Joan of Arc talked about this. She said that the husband of the landlady of the apartment building where she lived was a descendant of an old Junker nobleman, whose ancestors had been married to Bismarck. So after the local government expropriated their ancestral land, the couple became rich and simply bought several apartment buildings to collect rent.

She was very envious of this, because in all her years, she had never thought of getting some land for herself when most of the European continent was still barren. Otherwise, as a witch, she wouldn't have to work so hard to find a job. It would have been much better to be a rent collector.

Shen Ye listened quietly to Joan of Arc's complaints. He found it very interesting because it was hard to imagine that a witch would have the same ordinary troubles as normal humans. This was beyond his expectations.

Of course, Shen Ye felt that Joan of Arc was still too casual, because he remembered that the Witch Family once owned territories in Europe. However, Shen Ye remembered that there were only a few witches still alive on the earth. After the family was destroyed, they probably didn't leave any proof such as deeds. Even if they wanted to get their family's territory back, they probably wouldn't have anywhere to sue. After all, it was a different era now, and the country where the Witch Family's territory was once located would not agree.

As they chatted, the motorcycle quickly crossed most of the city and arrived at where Joan of Arc lived.

After parking the motorcycle in the parking lot, Joan of Arc took Shen Ye into an apartment building and took the elevator to the fifth floor.

"Welcome to my home. Well, you can say it's your home from now on. It's a pity that I didn't prepare champagne, otherwise we could have held a celebration party. I hope you don't mind." After opening the door, Joan of Arc turned sideways and said to Shen Ye who was taking off his shoes. She was in a surprisingly good mood, her tone was very light, and she even had a little humor.

Shen Ye took off his shoes and looked around the room. Hearing this, he said, "You are the host and I am the guest. How could I mind?"

Jeanne held up a slender white finger and gently shook it at him: "I told you, this will be your home from now on, and you are the master now."

"So you don't have to be so polite." Shen Ye smiled, then walked in barefoot. He didn't find any slippers that he could wear... Of course, if he was willing to wear those obvious pairs of ladies' slippers placed at the door, he actually had a lot of choices. After all, those pairs of ladies' slippers were very cartoon-like.

Looking at the barefoot Shen Ye, Zhen Arc lifted her chin and murmured, "I never thought that a man would live in my house. It seems that I have to buy you a pair of slippers tomorrow. No, not just slippers, but also clothes. My God, Shen, your clothes are really a mess."

Hearing Joan of Arc's words, Shen Ye looked down at his clothes in confusion. This outfit was matched for him by Scarlett. Scarlett, who had only been in the real world for more than a month, had already bought enough fashion magazines to fill half of the room. Her fashion sense was much better than Robert, who was previously in charge of Shen Ye's daily life. But in Joan of Arc's words, it was a mess.

However, when seeing the bright red leather jacket on Joan of Arc, Shen Ye curled his lips, thinking that it must be a difference in aesthetics. If it weren't for Joan of Arc's perfect figure, anyone wearing her bright red leather jacket would probably look out of place.

So he immediately defended Scarlett: "I think my outfit is good, so I don't need to change it."

Jeanne glanced at him and said, "If you like this style of dressing, you don't have to change, but you still need to prepare a change of clothes. In addition, underwear, socks, shoes, and pajamas must be prepared for you. Lord...Okay, I don't believe in Him, it should be God. I have to think carefully later about how much more things I need to prepare for you."

"No need to bother, I can buy it myself when the time comes." Shen Ye shook his head and continued: "And didn't you complain to me on the way here that you don't have any savings?"

"Sir, there is a payment method in this world called swiping a credit card. I can overdraw next month's salary in advance. At most, I will buy fewer clothes and shoes next month." Joan of Arc waved her hand generously, not caring about spending money at all, and then walked to the balcony.

In fact, she also saw Shen Ye throw a 500-euro note directly onto the table when paying. She knew that he was not short of money, but felt that he should adapt to the job of housewife in advance, so she took charge of everything.

Shen Ye looked at Joan of Arc blankly, scratched his head, and suppressed the urge to pay. Judging from her attitude, he estimated that even if he forced the money on her, she would not spend it.

"The witch's personality is really hard to figure out." Shen Ye muttered to himself.

At this time, Jeanne had gone to the balcony to take down the clothes that had been hung out to dry. When she returned to the living room with a pile of colorful underwear, she said to Shen Ye, who was still standing barefoot on the floor, "I'm going to take a shower. You can sit on the sofa and watch TV. Of course, if you find the TV shows boring, you can try to peek at me taking a shower, but it shouldn't be possible. There are no windows in the bathroom, so you can't see even if you lie down outside the building."

Shen Ye said helplessly: "I'm not one of your 18 or 19-year-old male students. How could I possibly peek at you taking a bath?"

"You never know." Joan of Arc said with a smile, and then she took off her clothes in front of Shen Ye and walked towards the bathroom.

Of course, she only took off her outer clothes, and her underwear was still on.

Looking at Joan of Arc's back in hollow lace bra and panties, Shen Ye took a deep breath and forced his eyes to look elsewhere.

But he couldn't help but fantasize in his heart. The witch's figure was really amazing. Just her back was enough to make a man lose his mind.

"Fortunately, I have been through many trials, otherwise..."

Shen Ye muttered to himself, then sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

However, he had no idea what program was on TV because his mind was not on the TV at all. The sound of water splashing in the bathroom made him feel uneasy.

Half an hour passed like this, and Shen Ye didn't know how much he had taken in. Only when the sound of water stopped did he realize that he was watching an intellectual program, and he started to watch it seriously.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened with a click, and Joan of Arc, wrapped only in a bath towel, walked over.

"Now it's your turn, Shen. How disappointing that you didn't peek." Jeanne wiped her short silver hair with a towel and looked at Shen Ye teasingly: "But it doesn't matter, I didn't put my underwear away!"

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