Infinite: From the Resident Evil

Shen Ye was stunned, and quickly looked down, and found that it was indeed chewing gum.

"This is what I want." Shen Ye raised his chewing gum: "You don't need to brush your teeth when eating this."

"Have you been a soldier?" the middle-aged white man asked curiously. No matter which army, they would be issued chewing gum as a temporary substitute for cleaning the mouth when there is no time to brush teeth.

"Yeah!" Shen Ye didn't want to discuss his past experiences with a stranger, so he nodded and walked deeper into the convenience store.

Bayonetta looked at Shen Ye's back, thought about it, and gave up the idea of ​​picking things at the checkout counter. After all, she felt it was too early now, and she might not use these things in the future.

Not long after, the two returned to the cashier counter, each carrying a pile of things.

What Shen Ye bought were all food. After all, Miss Witch said she wanted to drink some wine, so he had to prepare some food to go with it.

In addition to buying a few bottles of wine, Miss Witch also unexpectedly bought some men's things.

"It's a pity there are no pajamas here." Bayonetta thought with some regret, then took out her wallet to pay.

But Shen Ye paid the money first.

When he was in Country D, everything was prepared for him by Joan of Arc, which made him feel like a gigolo. In order not to experience this feeling again, he had to be more proactive.

"Well, I hope that when we get home later, you can be as proactive in paying as you are now." Miss Witch said with a smile.

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(I went out for a drink)

Chapter 522! The feel is top notch

(The previous chapter has supplemented the chapter missing yesterday)

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Since the sports car had no trunk, after coming out of the motel, Shen Ye held all his belongings in his arms. He originally planned to throw them under his feet, but doing so would leave him with no place to put his feet. He always abided by the rules of riding and would never put his feet on the car console like the black-haired witch for comfort.

The black-haired witch then started the sports car and drove towards her residence.

Not long after, the two came to a residential area, but the residential areas in Country M were slightly different from those in China. There were independent houses here, but unlike Enzo's house, the house where the black-haired witch lived was made of wood. However, the conditions still seemed to be better than Joan of Arc's.

“Is the salary of a nun so high?”

After getting off the car, Shen Ye was surprised to see the house which was not much smaller than Enzo's house. Although he knew that Country M was vast and sparsely populated, this was a city. Even if the tax on the wooden house was not high, it was still a huge expense.

The black-haired witch took a bag from Shen Ye's arms and said as she walked forward: "The church I serve doesn't pay me because I'm just a volunteer and I'm not sincere. By the way, can you help me get the key? It's in my left hip pocket."

She bought a lot of things, so if she carried them like this, she would have no free hands.

"It sounds like you are the type of slave that capitalists love most... But your clothes are made of hair, right? How can you put keys in them?" Shen Ye lowered his head in confusion, looking at the witch's perky buttocks. The perfect curve showed no trace of keys.

"Since my hair can be turned into clothes, why can't it be used to store things? Besides, keys are not big items." The black-haired witch said, pointing her butt at Shen Ye.

Shen Ye looked at the perfect curves and imagined how good it would feel, but he said, "In that case, why don't you use your hair to hold the thing in your hand and then take it out yourself?"

The black-haired witch turned around and rolled her eyes at Shen Ye, and said unhappily: "Because I'm giving you a legitimate reason to touch my butt, don't you want it?"

This is a very valid reason, and I certainly want to try it.

Shen Ye thought about it, no longer hesitated, and immediately freed one hand and reached into the trouser pocket that was transformed from hair.

"How does it feel?" the black-haired witch suddenly asked.

"Excellent." Shen Ye spoke truthfully. Even though there was a layer of "cloth" between them, he could still clearly feel that his palm was deeply sunk into it.

"Thank you for the compliment!" The black-haired witch raised her eyebrows.

However, after Shen Ye found the key, he quickly pulled his hand out, opened the door and walked in.

He felt that Bayonetta was too skilled, at least one level higher than Jeanne d'Arc, and it was a bit difficult for her to handle.

"Why do you look more like the owner of this room than me?" The black-haired witch followed Shen Ye in and saw him skillfully take out slippers from the bag he was holding and put them on, then skillfully walk to the refrigerator, find a bottle of Coke inside and start drinking it. She couldn't help but complain.

Shen Ye drank half a can of Coke in one breath, and he let out a long breath. The cold soda calmed his mind a little. Then he walked to the sofa with the Coke and sat down, put his feet on the coffee table, and said: "Do we still need to be polite to each other?"

"That makes sense...but what is the relationship between us?" The black-haired witch sorted the things and took out the bottles of wine from the bag. While talking, she was thinking about which bottle of wine to drink later.

"What do you think?" Shen Ye took another sip of Coke and then asked back.

"Shouldn't I ask you about this? You are a man, you should take the initiative." The black-haired witch walked to the wine cabinet again and took out two dusty wine glasses. She usually went to the Hell's Gate Bar to drink, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had used the glasses at home.

Frowning, the black-haired witch first opened the bottle of red wine she had picked out, then took the two wine glasses to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash them.

While cleaning the wine glasses, Miss Witch didn't receive a response from Shen Ye. She thought he was too shy to speak, so she said, "You were very proactive when you paid just now."

"That's different." Shen Ye curled his lips, then turned back and leaned on the back of the sofa, looking at the witch's tall and plump back, "Can you prepare some snacks? I have already bought the food, you just need to process it."

Although Enzo's wife prepared a table full of food to celebrate Enzo's birthday, Shen Ye didn't eat much because he was choked by the cake that had so much sugar in it at the beginning, so by now he was starting to feel hungry.

"Why do you want me to process it? Didn't you buy the food?" the black-haired witch said indignantly.

Shen Ye chuckled: "But you are the owner of the house, and you invited me here. Have you ever heard of a guest going to the host's house and having to do it himself?"

"But you just said that we have a special relationship, and I thought you were serious!" Bayonetta turned and glanced at him, complaining: "Why is it so clear now to distinguish between host and guest?"

Shen Ye shrugged: "Unless you are willing to give me half of the key, I will always be a guest."

Bayonetta pointed to the door and said, "Here, the key is hanging on the door. If you want, you can take the key and make a copy tomorrow... Speaking of which, you are from Country Z, how about I cook Chinese food for you?"

"Is it the kind with a lot of sugar? If it's that kind of Chinese food, then it's not necessary." Shen Ye said vigilantly. Among the food he bought were several semi-finished products and even chicken breast. The main thing was that although the convenience store in the motel had a wide variety of goods, it was nothing like the convenience stores in China that prepared all kinds of cooked food.

However, he did see some finished canned food, but this reminded him of some bad memories in the past. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to eat canned food. Hot food was more suitable for him.

"I'm sorry, I only know how to cook Chinese food with a lot of sugar, like General Tso's Chicken, Almond Chicken, and Sesame Chicken." Bayonetta picked up a bag of packaged chicken breast and shook it at Shen Ye.

"Why don't you do it yourself? Anyway, I have allowed you to take the key to my house and make a copy. You are no longer a guest." Bayonetta said again.

Shen Ye thought about it for a while, then nodded: "I think this is feasible."

Then he frowned again, as if he had never cooked when he was at Joan of Arc's house. Every time, Joan of Arc would prepare the food and ask him to eat.

However, Joan of Arc has 500 years more experience and has traveled all over Europe. Her cooking skills are much better than Bayonetta's, who has stayed in Country M for a long time.

It seems that both women have their own advantages... Shen Ye thought to himself.

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(I will try to update the second chapter later. As a result of my hangover, I couldn’t think of a single word the whole day.)

Chapter 523! Never suffer a loss

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It has been said before that Shen Ye's cooking skills are at an acceptable level. Of course, that is referring to domestic cooking. If he were abroad, he would still think that he is quite capable, at least no one would find any major faults with him.

After asking Bayonetta about her dietary restrictions, he began to get busy. However, although Bayonetta had all kinds of seasonings in her kitchen, there were not many that could be used. So after working for a long time, he only made three dishes, and only one of them was a hot dish.

But even so, Bayonetta was still surprised. She exclaimed: "Sure enough, the rumors I heard are true. The men in that mysterious country can cook. I always thought it was fake."

Then she looked at Shen Ye who placed the dishes directly on the coffee table and continued to ask: "My dear Mr. Cat, I would like to ask, what are the main responsibilities of the women over there?"

Hearing her mention this, Shen Ye glanced at her unhappily and said with disdain: "Be responsible for spending money and staying beautiful."

Bayonetta heard Shen Ye's dissatisfaction and said, "Why do I feel like you are saying that it is a paradise for women?"

"You should say it's a hell for men." Shen Ye corrected Bayonetta's words, but he thought about it and realized that based on the current timeline, it would take another ten years before it became a hell for men.

This time Bayonetta roughly understood what Shen Ye meant. She smiled and said, "I'm not that kind of woman. I'm good at helping others solve their problems."

"I hope it's not just verbal help." Shen Ye shrugged.

But Bayonetta said: "In fact, the mouth can do a lot of things, don't underestimate it."

Uh...why does this sudden driving scene seem so familiar!

Shen Ye didn't want to discuss this anymore. The world was big, but eating was the most important thing. When he was hungry, he had no thoughts.

While Bayonetta was pouring the wine, Shen Ye went to the kitchen again and found two pairs of chopsticks deep in the kitchen cabinet. Fortunately, these two pairs of chopsticks had probably never been used, so even if there was some dust on them, at least they were not moldy.

After washing it several times with hot water and detergent, Shen Ye returned to the coffee table with chopsticks. After handing Bayonetta a pair of chopsticks, he picked up a piece of bread and started eating with the dish.

Bayonetta watched Shen Ye wrap the stir-fried vegetables in bread and roll it up like a hot dog sold on the street, and looked at the red wine glass in her hand speechlessly. Although it was cheap red wine bought from the motel, it didn't match the wine in any way. She thought it would be more appropriate to replace the red wine with beer, or Coke would also be fine.

Witches still attach great importance to the sense of ritual.

But she didn't say anything. She just picked up the food with chopsticks in an unskilled manner and drank red wine.

After eating several large pieces of bread, Shen Ye finally felt full. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip.

At this time, Bayonetta also put down her chopsticks. She looked at the food and wine on the coffee table, then looked at Shen Ye, and suddenly sighed: "I used to live alone, but I didn't feel anything. Now it seems that I can actually feel a breath of life passing by."

Shen Ye had also lived alone for a long time, and nodded in agreement with her words. Although living alone was very free and easy, after experiencing living with others, it was a completely different feeling.

Humans are social creatures. Once you have experienced the hustle and bustle of life, it is difficult to go back to the lonely time.

Shen Ye shook the red wine in the glass, then brought the glass to his nose and sniffed it. Compared to drinking red wine, he preferred to smell it. The fruity smell was more comfortable than drinking it. Then he put the glass down, put his hands behind his head, looked at Bayonetta and said, "From what you said, do you like this kind of life?"

He remembered that witches seemed to prefer a free life, right? Even if they had a man, it would be difficult for them to be tied down.

"I am a woman and I need a man's company." Bayonetta leaned on the sofa, holding a wine glass in one hand and the other hand on the back of the sofa. The two of them were sitting very close, and her action was more like she was hugging his neck.

But maybe she felt this posture was uncomfortable, or maybe she felt this posture was not intimate enough. After thinking about it, she lifted her two long legs that were resting on the coffee table and placed them on Shen Ye's legs without any hesitation.

At the same time, she secretly used her magic power to retract the hair that was wrapped around her thighs. Then, under the light above her head, Shen Ye only felt that his eyes were a little painful from being dazzled.

"Look at my legs, they are white, long and..." Bayonetta wanted to say thin, but looking at her voluptuous thighs, she changed her words and said, "Strong and strong, they can definitely clamp your waist.

How about it, do you want to touch it again? It’s definitely no worse than my ass.”

Facing Bayonetta who could drive all the time, Shen Ye had slowly gotten used to it. He glanced at the witch's delicate face which was slightly flushed due to drinking, and said, "Then I won't be polite."

"Do we still need to be polite with our relationship?" Bayonetta had a good memory and repeated Shen Ye's previous words exactly as they were.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Ye stopped raising his hands, but soon put them down again, pressing them on the witch's plump thighs, kneading them gently while asking: "So what is the relationship between us?"

He also returned the witch's words.

"A man who is petty will never suffer any loss in his words." Feeling the strange sensation coming from her thigh, the black-haired witch's voice trembled slightly, which was rare.

After all, this was her first time to have such close contact with a man, and she was the kind of woman who talked big but had no practical experience at all.

But a witch is a witch after all, she quickly adapted and even turned around and lay on the sofa, letting Shen Ye massage the back of her thighs.