Infinite Travel: I know a lot of goddesses

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Facing the silver-haired witch's teasing eyes and words, it was hard for Shen Ye to remain unmoved, but he pretended that he didn't hear or see anything, and walked towards the bathroom with an expressionless face amid Joan of Arc's charming laughter.

When he walked to the bathroom door, Jeanne's voice came: "There is a bath towel on the shelf, you can use it first. By the way, that bath towel is the one I use often."

Hearing this, Shen Ye looked back at Jeanne. Before he could speak, Jeanne knew what he wanted to say and said first: "The towel I'm wearing is a spare one."

You are really good at this, Jeanne... Shen Ye turned around and walked into the bathroom without saying a word. After closing the door, he let out a long sigh...

The bathroom was filled with fragrance, the smell of shower gel and shampoo, as well as the feminine scent that he smelled from Joan of Arc when he was sitting on the motorcycle, and of course, there was also a kind of floral scent that was hard to tell what it was, but it was extremely pleasant. However, several scents mixed together were not pungent at all.

"My nose is becoming more and more sensitive to scents. Will it evolve to be able to recognize a woman by her scent in the future?"

With confused thoughts in his mind, Shen Ye began to take off his clothes and take a shower. As a man, he certainly wouldn't take half an hour to shower like Joan of Arc. He applied shower gel on his body while washing his hair, and it only took him two or three minutes.

After rinsing his body with hot water, Shen Ye looked at the bath towel hanging on the towel rack. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to use it.

However, as soon as he took off the bath towel, he was stunned for a moment, because behind the bath towel, hanging were the hollow lace bra and panties worn by Joan of Arc.

"Hiss, she really didn't take it away!" Shen Ye smacked his lips, but he didn't have any other strange thoughts. There were so many women in his family, and he had seen it so many times that he was naturally used to it. Besides, this kind of clothes only looked good when worn by women. If it was left alone like this, only a virgin would be interested in it.

Miss Witch, you underestimate me.

But why does it feel like there is an extra set of underwear?

Could it be?

Confused, Shen Ye wrapped himself in a bath towel and left the bathroom carrying his changed clothes.

"Ms. Jeanne, where is your washing machine?"

After walking into the living room, Shen Ye looked at Joan of Arc, who was still wrapped in a bath towel, sitting on the sofa, eating ice cream and watching what seemed to be a melodramatic Korean romance drama.

The silver-haired witch seemed to be concentrating on watching the TV series. She didn't say anything, but just raised one of her long and beautiful legs that was resting on the coffee table and pointed it towards the balcony with an exaggerated spread of legs.

Then, Shen Ye, who had been paying attention to Joan of Arc's movements, vaguely saw that she seemed to be wearing nothing under the bath towel that was lifted up by her thighs, but the light above her head did not shine in, so he could not see it clearly.

However, Shen Ye could still be sure that it was bare inside.

"really……"

Thinking of the extra set of underwear in the bathroom, Shen Ye silently turned his head to the side, sighing inwardly, and walked towards the balcony.

After putting all the clothes into the washing machine, Shen Ye clapped his hands. Just as he turned around and was about to go back to the living room, he saw that Joan of Arc had appeared behind him at some point. She was looking at him while licking the ice cream with her scarlet tongue.

A witch who has lived for five hundred years is naturally very powerful. It is not surprising that she can appear behind Shen Ye silently.

So, naturally, Shen Ye was startled a little.

"Are you born in the year of the cat? Why do you walk without making any sound?" Shen Ye looked at the silver-haired witch in front of him with displeasure.

The silver-haired witch licked the ice cream stuck to her lips with her tongue. Her charming look made Shen Ye's breathing rhythm fluctuate a little. Then she said: "I am not a cat, but I can become a cat. Do you want to see it?"

"No, I'm not interested."

In fact, Shen Ye was quite interested. After experiencing so many worlds, he had never seen the ability to transform into an animal. He was just stubborn.

"Don't you really want to take a look? You have to know that after I turned into a cat, I couldn't wear clothes, so after I become a human again, you can see me without clothes!" Joan of Arc said seductively.

"I've seen a lot of women without clothes."

This is the truth. Even before he obtained the system, he had seen it a lot. After all... Country Z has a neighbor with certain industries that are very developed.

However, Shen Ye also knew that Joan of Arc was not telling the truth. Perhaps she really could not wear clothes after the transformation, but as the legendary shadow witches, their hair had magical powers. It could be transformed into various shapes of clothes according to their thoughts, and could even be used as weapons.

Of course, Zhendace knew what Shen Ye was referring to, and said very dissatisfiedly: "Don't compare me with them."

Shen Ye knew he had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

But Joan of Arc snorted coldly and turned back to the living room.

Seeing Jeanne sitting back on the sofa and not eating the ice cream, Shen Ye sighed, walked over, and told the truth: "Actually, I still want to see you turn into a cat. I used to dream of having a cat girl who could turn into a human form."

Joan of Arc glanced at him indifferently, but as a witch, her mind was as broad as her chest, as bright and clear as the moon, and she quickly put that dissatisfaction behind her.

"Do you really want to see it?" The silver-haired witch tilted her head and looked at Shen Ye, which was rare and actually made people feel a little cute.

"I really want to." Shen Ye nodded vigorously.

"Well, since you said so, I'll transform for you to see." Joan of Arc said as she stood up. A surge of magical power instantly surged through her body. Then, under Shen Ye's surprised gaze, she turned into a black cat. The bath towel wrapped around her proud body fell on the sofa.

After Joan of Arc turned into a black cat, her eyes were still silver-gray, but they had become vertical pupils. Then, she exerted a little force with her limbs and jumped into Shen Ye's arms. Then, in Shen Ye's astonished gaze, she stuck out her tongue and licked his face.

It is said that the tongues of cats have fleshy thorns, but the tongue of the black cat that Joan of Arc turned into was no different from that of a human girl, wet and slippery, which made Shen Ye's heart itchy.

Shen Ye subconsciously reached out and touched the black cat's back. The silk-like fur felt very good, but he immediately saw the black cat's pupils shrank into a slit and its body trembled a few times. He was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Okay, Miss Jeanne, you can change back now."

Shen Ye said immediately, but it was definitely not because he wanted to see Jeanne d'Arc transform back into a human without clothes.

Joan of Arc seemed to have guessed what Shen Ye was thinking, and a humane smile appeared on her face. Then, magic power surged out again, her hair faded away, and her body began to grow larger.

At the same time, Shen Ye widened his eyes. No matter how much he said it didn't matter, he would have been in trouble if he didn't take a look.

However, when Jeanne turned back into human form, he curled his lips in disappointment.

Sure enough, Joan of Arc used her hair to turn into a silver-white tights and wrapped her body.

So Shen Ye was just a little disappointed. After all, Joan of Arc in a tights was not much different from being naked. Instead, she had a unique and attractive beauty.

Seeing the flash of disappointment in Shen Ye's eyes, the silver-haired witch's mood suddenly improved and she couldn't help but chuckle.

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(Isn’t it a bit too bland to write about daily life like this? It should be fine, right?)