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

"I'm here, Sister Shixue." Miyamoto Maizo pinched the hem of her skirt.

"You're here~" Genji's tone was very relaxed, as if she didn't consider herself an outsider at all.

"Oh no!" But to everyone's surprise, Shi Xue's next words were something like this.

Lilith and the other two were immediately filled with question marks.

Miyamoto Maizo gripped her skirt even tighter with nervousness.

Is it...is it that I'm disliked?

The misunderstanding was finally cleared up when Shixue's next words came through the door.

What Shi Xue really wanted to say was...

"Oh no! We didn't prepare enough food at home. Should I go buy some more?"

Lilith and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, each secretly rejoicing, "It's so good that Sister Shixue didn't dislike us."

"No need, no need, Sister Shixue, you can keep busy in the kitchen, let's go downstairs to buy!"

Lilith is quite clear-headed about these things. Although she had just gone upstairs and was about to go downstairs, she was still quite happy to do grocery shopping.

“I’ll go down with Lilith,” Miyamoto Maizo chimed in.

So the situation became a three-way situation: Shiyuki was busy in the kitchen, Lilith and Miyamoto Mai went downstairs to buy groceries, and Jiang Tang and Yuan Ziji stayed at home.

"Jiang Tang, you're not allowed to steal any food, okay?" Lilith gave him a special reminder before they went downstairs.

"..."

"What do you mean by 'stealing food'?" Jiang Tang nodded helplessly.

After all, he dotes on Lilith.

And I've been especially wanting to pamper her these past few days.

Just as Lilith also longed to be pampered by Jiang Tang.

But just because Jiang Tang won't steal food doesn't mean that Yuan Ziji won't.

So when Jiang Tang came to the kitchen and asked Shi Xue if there was anything he could help with, he was jokingly told to go to the living room to rest.

Seeing an opportunity, Genji climbed up.

It truly is a "climb" in the real sense.

Jiang Tang stared at the young lady sitting on his lap, his gaze slightly narrowed.

Genji responded to his gaze with a smile.

"Jiang Tang unnie~ It's not good to be biased."

She wrapped her arms around Jiang Tang's neck, a scene similar to one Jiang Tang had experienced before.

That time, however, it was Lilith sitting on her lap.

This time, Minamoto no Shiki's ability to find her position was far superior to Lilith's.

Jiang Tang did not immediately respond to Yuan Ziji's words. Instead, he scrutinized the girl in front of him with a slightly critical and thoughtful look.

Minamoto no Shiki has a very noticeable petite stature, and of course, she also has a voluptuous figure that is completely incongruous with her petite stature.

With a youthful face and large breasts, this is the phrase that comes to mind for anyone who sees Minamoto no Shiki for the first time.

Her face was indeed as innocent as a child's, and beneath her purple curly bangs, only one purple eye was visible, its clear and pure reflection mirroring Jiang Tang's expression at that moment.

Do you like it?

"Which one are you referring to?" Jiang Tang asked.

Yuan Ziji then took Jiang Tang's hand and guided it to the inside of her thigh, which was clearly covered by a layer of delicate silk. It was a dark-colored stocking with almost no graininess, and it also contained the softness that the girl's thigh naturally possessed.

It was below the knee, but it seemed a bit too long for Minamoto no Shiki.

But the line between it and her pleated skirt is just a sliver of space, and that sliver of space adds so much to the overall effect, making it the most perfect proportion among less-than-perfect proportions.

"Not bad," Jiang Tang said.

Her fingers were manipulated by Minamoto no Shiki, moving across her stockings and thighs, the fingerprints of her fingertips tracing the patterns of the stockings, downwards, leftwards, rightwards, and...upwards.

Keep moving upwards.

It went up to a dangerous point.

But Jiang Tang, whether out of curiosity or for some other reason, did not stop the girl's behavior.

The hand that was pointing directly at Jiang Tang had already been controlled by the girl and slipped under her own skirt.

Having reached a position beyond where the stockings were, the girl's most important secret was not far ahead.

If you ask what "maximum pressure" means, then what Jiang Tang is doing right now is "maximum pressure".

Perhaps he would stop Minamoto no Shiki before she recklessly moved her hand to that position.

—Or perhaps not.

The only variable lies with Minamoto no Murasaki herself.

She clearly didn't have Jiang Tang's composure. She tried to move Jiang Tang's hand to the deepest part of her inner thigh, but stopped just a hair's breadth away.

It wasn't Jiang Tang who stopped her, but Yuan Ziji herself who stopped the temptation with a complicated expression.

And this seemed to be exactly what Jiang Tang had expected.

His extreme pressure was successful.

The losers were Minamoto no Shiki's side.

Why not continue?

Perhaps before she did this, Minamoto no Shiki never imagined that the person who would ask that question in the end would be Jiang Tang?

According to the original plan, she should have pulled Jiang Tang's hand under her skirt, and then Jiang Tang should have pulled it away in a panic. This would have given her the opportunity to mock him and ask him what he was afraid of, or if he was a coward.

Then Jiang Tang became enraged, and she was afraid that he might grope her.

Then, just then, Lilith and Miyamoto Maizo returned from grocery shopping, and the scene froze on that most exciting moment.

This is the best possible outcome, meeting Minamoto no Shiki's expectations.

But she didn't expect that.

The first step I had planned for myself led to the completely opposite outcome.

Jiang Tang did not pull his hand away; he was not even flustered. With a scrutinizing and playful expression, he let Jiang Tang continue to hold his hand and move forward.

The one who stopped at the last moment was actually himself.

Even Minamoto no Shiki didn't expect things to unfold this way, starting with herself and ending because of her.

The temptation seemed so ridiculous.

Jiang Tang was not manipulated by him; instead, he became the clown under Jiang Tang's indifferent gaze.

Overwhelmed by the ensuing feelings of shame and anger, Yuan Ziji disregarded everything else and forcefully gripped Jiang Tang's hand—Jiang Tang's hand was still casually placed under Yuan Ziji's light gray pleated skirt.

But Jiang Tang seemed to be deliberately going against him. He didn't resist when he expected Jiang Tang to resist, but now he easily hindered his movements with just a little effort.

Girls' strength is certainly not comparable to that of boys.

Yuan Ziji bit her lip tightly, her lips were so red that they almost bled, and her purple pupils shone with a stubborn light mixed with a fragile and aggrieved one.

But Jiang Tang had already easily pulled away from her hand.

"That's enough, Minamoto no Shiki. This is the difference between you and Lilith."

"...What's the difference?"

"You haven't truly fallen for me, and I can't possibly make a move on someone I don't like."

"But how do you know? How can you be so sure!" Minamoto Shiki cried out, her shoulders trembling.

Jiang Tang sighed and gently shook his head.

"Because you can't hide the look in someone's eyes when you like them."

"Have you ever seen Lilith and me look into each other's eyes? Have you ever seen the way Shiyuki looks at me? And further... have you ever seen the subtle emotions in Miyamoto Maizo's eyes?"

"Of course you've seen them, and you've tried to imitate them, but you've never quite grasped the essence."

“I am like a commodity that you have to bid for. You know you have to pay everything, even more, to get it, but you also have the nature of a businessman at play, waiting for the best price.”

"Actually, you prefer to go along with it, or to have sex first and then make love."

"You clearly have to be on the initiative, but you also need to be passive to make yourself feel better."

"So when I didn't refuse at all, you panicked because it didn't match your original expectations."

"Then you continued on your own, embarrassed and annoyed, but I withdrew my hand, dashing your expectations once again."

“Yuan Shiji, you want to have your cake and eat it too, how can I possibly satisfy you?”

226 Teach me how to be a simp.

"I'm going to take a shower first. You calm down." Jiang Tang said this and got up to leave.

Yuan Ziji was left sitting on the sofa, her eyes lowered, hugging her knees as if lost in thought, but her figure suddenly seemed somewhat thin.

Jiang Tang went to her bedroom closet to get clothes. Usually, this was done by Shi Xue. She would always prepare her underwear and stockings while Jiang Tang was taking a shower, and in winter, she would even warm them up before bringing them over.

However, since she was currently cooking in the kitchen, it was Jiang Tang's turn to worry about his daily life.

He has so many clothes now, because after his family became wealthy, Shixue would buy him clothes, pants, and shoes online every few days.

Shixue doesn't need to worry about anything in her life; she can manage it all perfectly.

When Shi Xue was tired from painting, Jiang Tang would gently kiss her hair, allowing her to hug him like a stress-relieving teddy bear, or curl up completely in his embrace.

It's currently summer or autumn, not yet the coldest time. When it gets really cold, the two of them will become Arctic Eskimos, huddled together in an igloo—actually, a raised bed—watching movies on a tablet, which could be romance, fantasy, or even island films…

Because they had endured many winters like this in the past, back when there were no tablets, only small smartphones with tiny screens and so little memory that they could only download and watch one app at a time, then delete it.

If Jiang Tang wanted to record such details and the ordinary warmth of daily life, he could write a novel of millions of words from beginning to end.

Although readers will surely criticize it as a rambling account, what flows away in this rambling account are the nostalgic memories of bygone years.