All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

"I don't have any shoe covers, but Jiang Tang, you can try these on, they belong to my dad..."

Seemingly to convince Jiang Tang, he added another sentence.

"Okay." Jiang Tang took off his own shoes and then stepped into the pair of indoor shoes.

The size was actually just right.

Jiang Tang didn't think much of it and simply followed Zhou Zhitu, who was unusually excited, slowly toward her room.

113 Models

Generally speaking, guests should be entertained in the living room.

But Zhou Zhitu had no such thoughts. She excitedly led the way, taking Jiang Tang to her bedroom.

However, when she arrived at the door, Jiang Tang also stopped in his tracks.

Zhou Zhitu suddenly turned around and smiled mysteriously. Although the smile on her lips was gentle, her eyes were unfathomable for some reason, and her cheeks were flushed in a way that did not seem like she was drunk.

"Oh, I forgot, girls should be more reserved. How can you let a boy into your room so quickly?"

"Besides, my room is such a mess...hehe, I'll go in and tidy up first, Jiang Tang, wait for me outside for a while."

"……it is good."

Even if Zhou Zhitu hadn't said anything, Jiang Tang would have ultimately chosen not to go in with her, as evidenced by his decision to stop and not go in.

Zhou Zhitu should be drunk, otherwise, as she said, a reserved girl wouldn't let a boy into her room.

Especially in this situation where a man and a woman are alone in a room.

Jiang Tang entered the living room, where the furniture and decorations were all very old, but this made Jiang Tang feel a sense of familiarity.

It probably reminded him of his dilapidated rented room, which was as small as a sparrow's.

The two had similar grades and were always chasing each other. Their family backgrounds were also similar. Jiang Tang didn't know what Zhou Zhitu's family situation was like, but he thought he was extremely lucky to have a maid named Shixue who loved him as the only one in her life.

He saw cups and a kettle on the coffee table in the living room.

There was only a little water left in the kettle, and it was ice cold, so Jiang Tang picked up the kettle and went to the kitchen by himself. After filling it with water, he boiled it.

About five minutes had passed, and Zhou Zhitu still hadn't come out of her room. Perhaps because she was drunk, she collapsed onto the bed and fell fast asleep.

Jiang Tang carried the boiled water back to the living room and used some methods to make it warm, so it wouldn't be too hot to drink.

He picked up his water glass, went to Zhou Zhitu's bedroom door, and knocked.

"Knock knock."

"...Please come in~"

After a short silence, Zhou Zhitu's voice, still raised and slightly excited, came from inside.

So Jiang Tang pushed open the door and went inside.

For a fleeting moment, he felt as if a cold wind was blowing around him.

But as his eyes gradually adjusted to the dimness of the room, he realized that it was just an ordinary room with no extra decorations.

The girl's desk and chair were also simple in style. On the left, close to the wall, there was a single bed, next to the desk. Next to the desk was a small wooden shelf for books, which could not be called a bookshelf because it looked cheap.

In addition to these, there is a wardrobe placed on the right wall after entering the room.

Zhou Zhitu was sleeping in her own bed, hugging her own pillow. What she had done before that is unknown.

Jiang Tang noticed that there was a painting hanging on the wall in front of the desk. It was an anime-style painting, featuring the classic Kirito and Asuna.

"I've put the water on the table. If you're thirsty, just get out of bed and drink it yourself. I'm going back now."

As he spoke, Jiang Tang walked toward Zhou Zhitu's desk, which was still covered with books for the college entrance examination. However, there was one item on the desk that caught Jiang Tang's attention.

It turned out to be a camera. Although Jiang Tang had no experience in the camera industry and couldn't guess its price out of thin air, based on his usual stereotypes about cameras, this novel-looking camera must not be cheap, right?

Is it because you finally have the time and money to pursue your hobbies after the college entrance exam?

This is something she does resemble Shixue.

Because she had to take care of herself, Shi Xue never mentioned the word "painting" before she finished her college entrance exams. Jiang Tang didn't even know that her favorite cartoonist teacher was named Qian Yu.

Jiang Tang was truly grateful to Shi Xue.

Therefore, he couldn't help but feel a little more favorably toward Zhou Zhitu.

He reached out and stroked the camera's casing. He suddenly became very curious. Since Zhou Zhitu's hobby was photography, what exactly did she photograph?

If he were to pick up the camera right now and open the film roll, he would probably know the answer.

But he didn't do that. Zhou Zhitu, at some point, sat up from her bed and stood behind Jiang Tang, gazing at him with a deep look in her eyes.

Jiang Tang felt a chill run down his back. He put down his camera in surprise, turned around, and saw Zhou Zhitu's smile.

"Thank you, Jiang Tang... No one has ever been so kind to me before."

"Nothing... Are you sober now?"

"Hmm~ that's about it. My head isn't spinning anymore. Are your clothes really okay?"

“It looks expensive… Even if I don’t have to mend it, I should still fulfill my obligation to compensate for it.”

"No need, it's nothing. I'm already very happy to be able to get together with you old classmates today. Maybe losing a button is a good thing."

Just like when someone breaks a dish, someone might say, "May broken pieces bring peace."

"If something good happens, Jiang Tang, with his serious personality, will probably just slip away," Zhou Zhitu said with a helpless smile.

In a typical storyline, a missing button needs mending, mending requires taking off clothes, and once undressed, a man and a woman alone together... they're bound to do what they want, especially since it's after they're drunk. With a perfect excuse, Jiang Tang can simply cut off his own clothes and be ruthless. Anyway, Zhou Zhitu is the one who gets what she wants and won't demand Jiang Tang take responsibility...

Jiang Tang always refused, which is why Zhou Zhitu called it serious, and why she said that good things would slip away because of it.

Jiang Tang, however, remained oblivious to everything and responded to Zhou Zhitu's words as usual.

Good things don't necessarily slip away, and what slips away isn't necessarily a good thing.

"You like taking photos?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Are you curious why a poor girl like me would have such an expensive hobby?"

Jiang Tang shook his head.

"There's no such thing as a high or low status when it comes to hobbies. Show me your work sometime."

"Of course~ if you want to see it."

Zhou Zhitu's smile concealed some unspeakable emotions, and then she suddenly asked a question.

"Hey, Jiang Tang, can you be my model?"

"what?"

"Just let me take a few photos. Don't tell me you're face-blind and don't know you're good-looking and have a great figure. In my eyes, you're the world's top supermodel."

"..."

Jiang Tang couldn't refute it; in a sense, this was also a form of narcissism.

"Hehe, I've finally caught a chance!"

As she spoke, Zhou Zhitu got up from her bed and came to Jiang Tang. Without saying a word, she began to stroke his shoulders, arms, and body from top to bottom.

"Absolutely perfect!" she exclaimed.

Then he turned around and ran over to pick up his camera.

“…Just this once.” Jiang Tang finally spoke after holding back for a long time.

"Being allowed to take photos is truly unprecedented!" Zhou Zhitu said excitedly as she held the camera.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Tang couldn't hear clearly, and naturally, Zhou Zhitu wouldn't let him hear clearly either.

"It's nothing, my dear model~"

114 Project Proposal

Jiang Tang was tormented by Zhou Zhitu for a long time, but he finally finished his modeling task and quickly made his escape.

Jiang Tang's heart was still pounding for a while after he left her house.

He walked through the neighborhood, yet he still felt as if he were being watched, a cool summer night air emanating from his back.

………………

Back home, Jiang Tang took off his clothes, which reeked of alcohol, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Shi Xue took Jiang Tang's clothes and pants. These high-end items really couldn't be stuffed into the washing machine all at once, so hand washing was the only option left.

As she unfolded her suit, her eyes widened involuntarily, noticing that the seam where the second button was located was where the missing button had come from.

The girl's gaze then fell, looking disappointed and sad.

But after a while, she shook her head, took out a needle and thread and some buttons that she already had at home, and began to sew back on the buttons that might seem out of place with the others, under the light above her head.

Because of this experience many times before, from the owner's childhood to the present, whenever the clothes in the house have come undone or the buttons have fallen off, it is always Shixue who has taken care of it.

So it didn't take her long to "restore" the suit with ease.

Rather than worrying about who owns the second button.

Wouldn't it be more important and meaningful to resew the buttons back on yourself, since you made them with your own hands?

Shi Xue didn't know, but the loneliness in her heart had lessened considerably.

She took a deep breath, then exhaled, and hugged her master's suit tightly to her chest, squinting her eyes... as if she were holding her master close.

"Shixue, the shower gel seems to be almost gone."

"I'll remember to buy it tomorrow."

"Why don't we just buy all new ones and move into that house?" Jiang Tang suggested.

"Is it...is it safe to go in now?!"

"Yes, it's the kind of place where you can just bring your suitcase and move in. The teacher is very easy to talk to, and I can go to him to get the key tomorrow."