Qin Sheng used to often “Versailles” complain, worrying that having large breasts would lead to sagging later on, but at nearly the same size, Su Jin couldn’t see any sign of them drooping at all.
How did she manage that?
No, no… now was not the time to think about that.
After dodging aside, Su Jin waited a moment and noticed that Shen Xiyan’s foot, suspended in midair, remained motionless for a long time.
She seemed to realize something and suddenly looked up, immediately locking eyes with Shen Xiyan’s “lecherous” gaze… at least that’s how Su Jin saw it.
Shen Xiyan nearly toppled over along with the chair in fright, hurriedly jumping down, only to see Su Jin’s wide eyes staring straight at him. He quickly averted his gaze.
When he peeked again quietly, she was still staring at him with a sullen face, half-smiling and half-smirking:
“Didn’t get enough looking downstairs before… now you want to look upstairs? Want to take a look inside too?”
I didn’t mean to, I just glanced accidentally, I didn’t see anything! Really!
“Does the white one look good?”
“Isn’t it Noir Lace?”
“You actually saw it?”
Su Jin raised her hand, about to hit him, and Shen Xiyan scrambled away, clutching the dusty, filthy filter to the outside sink.
Actually, if the water pressure were stronger, using the showerhead would clean it in seconds.
But the water here was more like a trickle, so Shen Xiyan could only scrub by hand little by little.
“It’s really this dirty?” Su Jin was shocked.
“It’s normal to clean it every few months… otherwise you’d end up with rhinitis sooner or later…”
This should be common knowledge for most people, but Su Jin didn’t know?
Given Qin Sheng’s family background, it was excusable not to know, but Su Jin wasn’t some noble lady…
Now it could only be explained that she started earning money too early, and many problems were simply solved by spending money, so she hadn’t accumulated much life experience.
“Do you have any Swabs at home? Your little room is basically a bare shell; the air conditioner intake must have a layer of dust too.”
“I’ll help you wipe it down, or else the filter will get dirty again in a few days, and washing it will be pointless.”
“No need… I’m only staying here a few days…”
“Even so, it needs wiping. When you’re not around, cover it with plastic wrap.”
Shen Xiyan looked around and found the place surprisingly clean.
“You don’t even have a Swab? What if something gets dirty sometimes?”
Su Jin thought for a moment and suddenly pulled out a large cardboard box from under the bed. Opening it revealed…
“Wet wipes okay?”
Shen Xiyan looked at the huge box full of dry and wet wipes, raised an eyebrow, and laughed: “You really have escaped the working class, huh?”
Even Qin Sheng…
Forget it, Qin Sheng also started off with ten fingers never touching a drop of water; it was only after they lived together in college that she learned to do chores bit by bit.
“I bought them on discount, pretty cheap.”
“No problem, it’s not like it’s my money anyway.” Shen Xiyan grabbed a stack, stood on the stool again, wiping one and tossing it, cleaning twice over before finishing the air conditioner cleaning.
He wasn’t a professional air conditioner repairman, but this was good enough.
“You at least have a broom and mop, right?”
“In the bathroom.”
Shen Xiyan stared at Su Jin, following her gaze, frowned, and asked: “The bathroom? Don’t tell me it’s this?”
He pulled on the door—it was just a wooden board—and upon opening saw a squat toilet. A showerhead hung on the wall, yellowed with age.
Shen Xiyan truly couldn’t understand: “Are you here to ‘experience life’?”
In such conditions, any ordinary girl would probably collapse long ago.
Su Jin could actually stand it?
“There’s a place to live, but you still complain so much… Close the door!”
“Wait! I need to pee, I’m about to burst.”
Hey! My underwear from the shower is still inside!
Before Su Jin could say anything, Shen Xiyan closed the door.
It took less than a minute total. Su Jin was sure he hadn’t done anything strange in the bathroom, but she still peeked in.
“You didn’t drip outside, right?”
“I’m pretty accurate.”
Shen Xiyan started sweeping, and Su Jin felt a bit embarrassed, so she grabbed the mop and started mopping behind him.
Bent over, with her small hips sticking out, the long, fair legs under her shorts looked stunning from behind—impossible to look away. Her two rounded buttocks were especially shapely.
Shen Xiyan glanced once, twice, three times, quietly thinking: Nice ass.
The room was small, so the cleaning was done in a few minutes.
“This is barely livable… What was that when I first came in? It was practically pigsty…”
“Hm?”
“Pig… Pearl and jade!” Shen Xiyan gasped, trying to recover his words.
“… Thanks.”
“Consider it me returning a favor and apologizing.”
“I accept the favor. The apology? Not so easy.”
“Hey! Let’s be reasonable here. You’re wearing headphones, and the door wasn’t locked. I really couldn’t guess.”
“Ahhhhhh!!”
At that moment, a loud, piercing cry came from outside, instantly grabbing Su Jin’s attention.
The two walked out to see what was going on.
The same Troublemaker Kid lay across his mother’s lap, getting a fierce spanking. The onlookers who gathered all had different expressions—some mocking, some helpless, some amused.
Shen Xiyan slightly hid himself: “Looks like this Troublemaker Kid really is annoying. Why do all the neighbors just come to watch the show?”
“Serves him right!”
The kid was being spanked miserably. If Lin Ci were here, she probably would’ve felt pity, but Su Jin just felt satisfaction.
Don’t bother with kids?
No way. What she hated most was the “He’s just a kid” excuse, as if killing someone carried no responsibility—utter nonsense!
“Three days without a spanking and the roof’s off!” The mother slapped again and again: “Got nothing better to do? Running around spitting on people! Do you know how much I’ll have to pay?”
The Troublemaker Kid clutched his mother’s sleeve tightly, bawling with tears and snot: “It was the big brother who told me to spit, said I was good at it, and gave me ten bucks.”
“… Which big brother?”
“The big brother who rents a room.”
The mother’s anger flared even more, slapping again; the reddening on both his buttocks was obvious: “Lying! We never rent to men!”
Boys are dirty and messy, even dripping pee outside. The five or six small rooms at home were all rented to girls.
“… You did this?” Su Jin was speechless for a long time.
“Otherwise, why do you think I’m trying to get on his good side?”
Shen Xiyan chuckled: “Let’s go. Leave the screwdriver nearby; don’t just go returning it blindly.”
“Why?” Su Jin didn’t understand.
So many tricks up his sleeve?
Putting on a show for a little brat, should she say he was boring or just weird?
“I hate Troublemaker Kids too. Revenge shouldn’t wait.”
Su Jin stared at him: “Isn’t that childish?”
“Yeah, pretty childish.” Shen Xiyan wore a rare serious expression: “But it feels pretty good, hahaha…”
“Idiot.” Su Jin turned her head away.
Shen Xiyan turned and left, then felt a fiery gaze burning on him from behind.
Turning around,
Su Jin silently stared at him, and Shen Xiyan thought he had misread it.
“The front door’s closed, isn’t it?”
“But I have the key.”
“Then don’t you knock if the door inside is closed?”
“No, your door opens directly to the bathroom. Isn’t it normal to keep it closed? Should it always be open to let the stink out? Isn’t it like that in your place too?”
“What about the air conditioner?!” Su Jin finally found the point she had previously overlooked.
“… I never expected this. Even if I did, it’s probably remotely controlled by Qin Sheng to make me feel cool when I get there… Don’t rush to doubt, Qin Sheng is definitely capable of it!”
Su Jin was furious, snatched the broom from Shen Xiyan’s hand, and turned hostile: “Enough! Get out!”
Shen Xiyan wiped his hands: “Although I don’t know why you’re living here, you’re a girl and not short of money. You’d better move somewhere else… It’s pretty scary at night.”