Chapter 1695: Chapter 735: Snow Princess Pays a Visit (Part 2)

Today, she was still wearing a kimono, but it switched to a plain color.

As she squatted down, her left hand stretched back, pressed against her lower back, and as she squatted, her left hand slid down to smooth out the hem of the kimono.

But this movement, as the left hand slid across the hips, highlighted the contours of that area.

Wrapped tightly in the silky kimono, it accentuated a roundedness.

However, Lin Baici didn’t see it, as he had already walked into the living room.

Right now, his mind was focused on how to explain to Ji Xinyan the origin of San Miyairi.

Of course, even if he saw it, Lin Baici wouldn’t think much of it.

With the tea girl giving him intense training every day, he had long been desensitized.

San Miyairi watched Lin Baici walk away, a smile appeared on her lips.

How interesting!

Finally, another surprising toy has been found!

…

“No way, she’s so pretty?”

Ji Xinyan stood at the second-floor staircase, peering down, unable to believe that the one knocking was a Dongying girl.

Is Lin Baici bringing glory to our country?

While ridiculing, Ji Xinyan pondered about the relationship between this girl and Lin Baici.

For some unknown reason, the two were talking, but she couldn’t hear any sound.

“Should I not go down there? It might interrupt their conversation.”

“But if I don’t go down, what if the class monitor thinks I’m afraid of being outshined and sees me as cowardly?”

“Most importantly, she’s a cherry blossom girl!”

Having a bit of patriotic pride, Ji Xinyan found it hard to accept if Lin Baici, being so good, was pursued by a cherry blossom girl.

Meat, anyone can eat, but it must stay in one’s own pot.

“Hi, hello!”

San Miyairi greeted towards the staircase.

She was spotted!

No choice now.

Ji Xinyan walked down, “Hello, your Nine Provinces language is very fluent.”

“I’ve admired the Nine Provinces culture since childhood and specifically sought out a literature professor from Waseda University to teach me!”

San Miyairi bowed slightly to Ji Xinyan: “I’m now very grateful that I learned the Nine Provinces language, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to have deeper conversations with Lord Lin!”

Ji Xinyan wanted to ask, your deeper conversation isn’t referring to driving, is it?

Lin Baici came over with a pot of tea from the kitchen.

San Miyairi’s nostrils slightly flared as she shook her head, “The tea is good, but it was brewed poorly, Lord Lin, let me do it!”

“You can tell just by smelling?”

Ji Xinyan was astonished, the tea leaves were bought from one of her dad’s tea friends.

Though expensive, they were definitely authentic.

San Miyairi smiled without explaining, then took the tray from Lin Baici’s hands, knelt by the tea table, and demonstrated what tea culture is with these simple tea sets.

‘Gosh, this is so beautiful!’

Ji Xinyan exclaimed in her heart.

Wearing a kimono, San Miyairi appeared elegant and noble while performing the tea ceremony, her fingers so nimble, giving off the impression that this girl must have a significant background.

In any case, a family that hasn’t been wealthy for generations couldn’t raise such a daughter.

“Please!”

San Miyairi had finished preparing the tea.

It was Lin Baici’s first time witnessing this and, a bit curious, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Hmm?

A refreshing aroma exploded on his taste buds, then spread throughout the mouth, infusing into his consciousness, giving him a sense of clarity like gentle rain pouring down.

“Is this the Longjing I brought?”

Ji Xinyan took a sip and was directly awestruck, “Is it this good?”

It was much better than what her dad usually brewed.

Earlier, Ji Xinyan thought perhaps this cherry blossom girl said Lin Baici couldn’t brew tea to create an opportunity to show off…

But now she realized her judgement was wrong, the girl’s brew was genuinely good.

After taking a sip, Lin Baici stared at San Miyairi, the meaning was clear, you didn’t add anything, right?

He had tasted these tea leaves before, it wasn’t the same feeling!

“Tea leaves also have life; an excellent tea master can resonate with them and evoke their full essence,”

San Miyairi explained.

“If you were to sell tea leaves, you’d surely make a fortune!”

Not believing San Miyairi’s words, Ji Xinyan thought she must have used some kind of technique, and saying such things was just to elevate status and add value.

[It has Divine Grace, able to evoke the spirit of the tea leaves.]

In truth, many people can’t brew tea, and San Miyairi didn’t add anything, she merely used a ritual disguised as a tea ceremony to bring out the soul of the tea leaves.

Of course, in matters like tea ceremony, flower, calligraphy, and other Dongying arts, San Miyairi was at a master level.

The Snow Princess of Dayao engaged in heavy coursework daily, not only in-class content but also other teachings.

Lin Baici didn’t know, but to become one of the Dayao’s seven esteemed princesses—Thunder, Flower, Snow, Rain, Wind, Fire, Dance—a candidate must be outstandingly elite.

Whether appearance, body shape, or talent, they were top tier.

If a competition on Nine Provinces cultural proficiency were held now, even picking a pure academic genius from Hua Yue Yu’s ocean university wouldn’t match San Miyairi.

With others around, San Miyairi didn’t talk about God Hunter, but rather spanned five thousand years, traversing eighty thousand miles, capable of both lofty discussions and chitchat over daily gossip.

Talking about Edo ghost tales was the topic that interested San Miyairi the most, Lin Baici could clearly feel her excitement grow.

Ji Xinyan, typically the social catalyst of gatherings, capable of warming any atmosphere or engaging even the shyest person, found herself being led by San Miyairi today.

Unconsciously, time progressed to noon.

“Shall we have a meal together?”

Ji Xinyan said almost instinctively, then let out a ‘hmm’, remembering she had initially seen her as an adversary.

“Oh, wouldn’t that be a bit presumptuous?”

Even saying that, San Miyairi’s gaze shifted to Lin Baici.

Her implication was clear: he was the host of the house, if he wanted her to stay, she would.

“Is it convenient?”

Lin Baici wasn’t the type to throw someone out.

San Miyairi smiled softly and nodded gently.

“What do you guys want to eat?”

Lin Baici got up from the sofa, intending to head to the garage.

“I’ll cook based on what’s in the kitchen, no need to go overboard!”

Finishing her sentence, San Miyairi walked towards the kitchen.

“Oh my god!”

This time, Ji Xinyan was truly stunned.

Little cherry blossom, is there anything you don’t know how to do?

For the first time in her life, Ji Xinyan felt a sense of crisis.

Because San Miyairi was truly outstanding.

“Don’t bother, let’s eat outside!”

Lin Baici called out, eager for them to finish and part ways,

It was a good plan.

“Most restaurants aren’t hygienic, I always cook for myself!”

San Miyairi explained, her intent being that Lin must sample her ‘superb’ culinary skills.

Watching the cherry blossom girl head into the kitchen, Ji Xinyan instantly huddled close to Lin Baici, whispering, “Even a Nine Provinces girl can’t satisfy this big demon king’s appetite?”

“What demon king?”

Lin Baici frowned.

“Is she pursuing you?”

“No!”

“If not, then why is she doing all this?” Ji Xinyan scrutinized Lin Baici, “I know you have charm, but even a cherry blossom girl eagerly pursuing seems a bit exaggerated?”

“I’d rather she not pursue!”

She was genuinely troublesome.

“It’s just you, anyone else would be thrilled to the point of doing a Hula dance on the bed before sleeping every night!”

Ji Xinyan could tell Lin Baici was annoyed by the girl for several reasons.

Lin Baici was torn, uncertain of what to do when suddenly his phone rang, startling him.

He glanced at it, noticing it was an unknown number.

“Hello!”

“Is this the class monitor?”

A girl’s voice, slightly urgent.

Lin Baici hadn’t exchanged WeChat details with Bai Jiao.

“It’s me.”

Bai Jiao replied, “Something’s happened.”