Chapter 70: Staying at a Hotel

Ye Xi'an skeptically observed the surrounding families; because buying bras is relatively private, everyone kept a respectful distance and didn't look at each other, so after entering, although many were selecting bras, Ye Xi'an didn't notice how the people on Zhu Shen Xing bought bras.

From a distance, in each cluster of families, the females seemed to be the center of the world, and the males scrambled to show the females the bra styles they had chosen; if a female liked one, she could have a male demonstrate it on her body.

As for the demonstration, Ye Xi'an saw a male align the lower edge of the small garment with the female's chest, hold it with one hand, and pull the strap upward with the other.

The female's chest was perfectly supported by the garment, prompting her to smile with satisfaction and praise the male, "Nice choice."

Even if nearby people happened to catch sight of the scene, the expressions were all commonplace.

Ye Xi'an's face flushed bright red; she hadn't expected Zhu Shen Xing to be so open.

"An'an, are you okay? Why is your face so red? You aren't having a fever, are you?" Bao Jing placed his hand on Ye Xi'an's face, the heat startlingly scorching.

Hearing that Ye Xi'an might have a fever, Lin Zhi Jing hurried over: "Fever?"

Before Ye Xi'an could deny it, Lin Zhi Jing materialized a silver needle, lifted Ye Xi'an's arm, and placed the needle under her armpit.

He quickly concluded: "No fever."

Yi Yang was still a bit worried: "No fever, then why is your face so red?"

Ji Jiangci raised an eyebrow: "Your face used to turn so red it looked purple, and you still didn't have a fever."

The others kept bantering, but Ye Xi'an felt out of place; could these male beastmen really not feel embarrassed?

Lin Zhi Jing squinted, then suddenly asserted, "Are you shy? Why?" Following Ye Xi'an's earlier line of sight, he only saw a family selecting bras and asked, "Did you set your eyes on the males in that family?"

Ye Xi'an's eyes widened in panic as she glanced at that family; fortunately no one noticed her reaction, and she snapped back, clamping her hand over Lin Zhi Jing's mouth: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Feeling the female's soft palm on his lips, Lin Zhi Jing's eyes, visible outside, showed a hint of delight; when Ye Xi'an removed her hand, he continued, "Then why."

Ye Xi'an hesitated, then voiced her doubt: "Don't you find trying on bras here shameful?"

Yi Yang, who was demonstrating a pure black strap bra on himself, heard Ye Xi'an's words and blankly shook his head: "I don't think so; it's not underwear."

"Aren't bras different from underwear?"

Yi Yang set the bra down: "How are they the same? Underwear protects private parts, while a female's bra protects the female; without it, walking would cause the breasts to sag and hurt."

Beside them, Bao Jing also nodded: "Moreover, female breasts are fragile, so all bras on Zhu Shen Xing contain cotton made from a special material that hardens under pressure and rebounds, greatly protecting the female's vulnerable points."

"Choosing a bra for one's own wife is an honorable act; why feel shame? The ones who should feel ashamed are the beastmen who don't treat their partners seriously."

Listening to this, Ye Xi'an couldn't recover for a long time; everything exceeded her prior understanding, or rather, her previous misconceptions.

Indeed, what's shameful about picking a bra; it's no different from choosing clothes.

With that thought, Ye Xi'an instantly brightened, immediately grabbing the bow‑shaped bra she had liked and trying it on; afterward she laughed and asked Bao Jing and the others, "How is it, looks good?"

This time Bao Jing and the others couldn't laugh; after Ye Xi'an finished buying clothes, she immediately put on a square‑collar long dress, and because she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, her chest only had a slight lift.

The bra had a strong lifting effect, practically turning the ground into a skyscraper, leaving Bao Jing and the others bewildered.

Bao Jing suddenly realized there was an outsider, quickly pushed Lin Zhi Jing aside: "Doctor Lin, we're just a family buying clothes; you go browse on your own."

Lin Zhi Jing frowned: "Ye Xi'an didn't say anything; why are you meddling again?"

"Yeah, Bao Jing, I'm just buying a bra; it's no different from buying clothes. Lin Zhi Jing, you don't need to avoid it."

Bao Jing was momentarily speechless; Ye Xi'an had just undergone a profound shift in worldview, perhaps a bit too much.

After buying the bras, the group first found a place for lunch, then in the afternoon went to a supermarket to purchase various daily necessities; they didn't rest all day, but they didn't notice that in a dim corner, a shadow was hidden.

The darkness was as thick as ink, nearly swallowing his entire shape. Only his eyes glimmered in the gloom with cold, sharp light, like a viper locking onto Ye Xi'an a short distance away.

His mouth curled; his teeth reflected a chilling white gleam, revealing a sinister grin, and his low, hoarse voice almost merged with the surrounding silence, yet carried a bone‑chilling coldness.

"Little female, I've finally found you again…"

His voice sounded as if it had just crawled out of a foul sewer—sticky and disgusting.

As time passed and dusk deepened, Ye Xi'an grew a bit worried: "We've bought almost everything, let's hurry back."

Ji Jiangci mentally reviewed today's purchases, then suddenly opened his eyes, almost forgetting the most important item: "We haven't bought the vegetables yet."

"Just eat it right away," Ye Xi'an said, suppressing any overt anxiety on her face.

Ji Jiangci pursed his lips; although they could eat out, as a male who cares for his household, his principle has always been to do anything he can with his own hands.

Besides, outside food could never match his cooking, and he also needed to prepare for upcoming missions; if they ran out of food mid‑mission, that would be disastrous.

"Better to buy some to keep in reserve."

Ye Xi'an had no choice but to voice her concern: "Did you forget? I might pass out at midnight; if I collapse suddenly, this unfamiliar place is so dangerous."

Lin Zhi Jing couldn't help but laugh: "San Huan is far safer than the Slum; why not not go back tonight, stay at a hotel, and take a shower."

Mentioning a shower, everyone in Ye Xi'an's family showed eager looks.

The word "shower" was so unfamiliar to them, as if it belonged to a past life.

The three male beastmen all turned to Ye Xi'an, awaiting her final command, but with that look—did Ye Xi'an even have the nerve to refuse?

"Stay, stay," she said, just as she also wanted to take a proper hot shower.

(End of Chapter)