Eternity Starts From His Seed Chapter 227 227: Nothing Interesting Happens Here (R18?)

Arriving at the familiar clothes shop, Bubai was greeted by an unfamiliar yet pleasing, wheat-skinned belly dancer perched on the window sill.

When he walked in, the lass even boldly brushed her scented silk sash over his face, "Welco noble guest. Let beauties be like clothes during your visit…"

The double entendre in her words wasn't lost on him, but Bubai walked past her without a second glance.

Eh. Sa boring tricks. Not gonna fall for it. He was here for business, and nothing more.

Bubai moved through the racks of robes with the sa discerning eye of a collector.

He wasn't looking for anything extravagant, just sothing that would suit his companions.

Elegant yet unassuming for his iceberg waifu. Hot flavors for his doll.

His fingers brushed over a few choices, ntally setting aside those that t his standards.

They weren't the most expensive, but they certainly had the quality that appealed to his tastes.

Just when Bubai has his selection in mind and was ready to seek out the shop assistant, she appeared…

Cyan hair embodying her youthful appearance.

A snowy white robe hugging her generous bosom that was almost as conspicuous as her smile.

Bubai's recognition bells chid, stirring an odd sense of déjà vu. "I believe I've seen you before…"

The charming beauty responded with a graceful curtsy. "This is the third ti Susu has t young master in this shop."

Third ti? Right… she was the store's custor service program he avoided tasting the last two tis he was here.

He didn't pay much attention to this free green tea before, but now...

Bubai frowned slightly, feeling a bit strange.

It was almost too perfect a coincidence to encounter her at each of his visits to this shop.

Yet, at the sa ti, wasn't it natural for her to be here? She was the shop assistant, after all.

But… but… the strangest part is that Bubai felt he's seen her sowhere else, but he can't quite put a finger on where.

Trying to sort out this queer feeling, his gaze lingered on her, bordering on a stare that would have made others uncomfortable…

But she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she t him with a professional smile, taking the initiative to break the silence.

"Is young master here to choose so fine robes to celebrate the Blue Moon Festival with your companion?"

Oh, that's right. He spared ti for a quicky here to pick up spare clothes. Why did he get distracted?

No ti to waste.

Not dwelling on the inexplicable feeling any longer, Bubai didn't bother with pleasantries and cut straight to the point. "I've got my eyes on a few outfits."

Bubai began pointing out his selections…

"Ah... conservative, but easy to slip off. Good eye, young master."

"Ah la... Soft, yet it clings in all the right places. Young master has impeccable tastes."

"Ah la la? Daring neckline that takes a deep plunge. Bold, confident… just like young master."

Bubai looked at the shop attendant right at his side, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Is it your job to flatter every custor like this?"

"Only the ones who catch my eye." Susu leaked a low, sultry giggle, "And young master certainly caught it."

Bubai's eyes narrowed slightly. He wasn't used to being the object of such blatant unwarranted interest, especially in a setting like this.

There's definitely sothing fishy going on here. Best to make a strategic retreat ASAP.

Bubai casually gave the racks of colorful clothes another once-over and signaled to check out. "That should be it. How much?"

"The price…" Susu's eyes, azure like the deep sea, twinkled with a mischievous light. "That can be slowly discussed. But first…"

Susu raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Click. Oh rlin, he didn't like the sound of that.

Bubai glanced back at the entrance.

At so point, the curtains at the window display had been let down, and the dancer had left her post to lock the door.

The fading glint of formation runes encapsulating the walls were an ominous sign of what was to co...

Snapping his attention back to Susu, Bubai vigilantly observed her. "What do you an by this?"

Susu gave him a smile laden with hidden anings, her eyes practically flitting all over him like a playful sprite.

"It will take a little ti for my assistant to pack all the robes? How about Susu entertains young master while you wait?"

Her silky white robe then underwent a slow and deliberate shedding, as if giving him ti to absorb the symphony of seduction...

His gaze instinctively followed the falling robe...

She had a striking figure that turned heads. Skin fair as snow. Slender fra yet plump at the right places.

A toned and smooth belly of an athlete, leading down to long sculpted legs that guarded the sacred flower.

To make matters worse, this carefully crafted work of art only had a red silk du dou that struggled to cover much, leaving little to the imagination…

It was truly... an explosive opening, and one glance was all it took to trap his eyes.

Seeing she had caught his interest, Susu didn't hesitate to invade his personal space.

"Since young master's companion isn't here, why not... try sothing fun?"

Her lips breathed out a cool plu of white mist at his face, carrying an intoxicating scent blending fresh bamboo and sothing else tropical to invade his nose...

Hibiscus?

A throbbing sensation of familiarity poked at his conscience...

Machine mind mode activated. Clarity was restored by the refreshing power coursing in his veins…

Bubai's hand imdiately shot down to catch her wrist. "I'm only here to buy clothes, not to play any gas."

His reaction only elicited even more interest from her.

"Who said anything about gas? We're just having a little chat to help find sothing that… suits young master's tastes."

"A man like young master doesn't waste ti on things that don't interest you. So if you're still standing here… it ans sothing about this exchange has your attention."

No, he actually can't wait to bolt from here. Alas...

Barging out from a formation barrier isn't going to be easy. Well, if he put his mind to it, it wasn't an impossible feat.

But what really nailed him in place was this woman in front of him.

Don't say it. It wasn't the honey trap that caught him! He was far gone from being tempted by re beauty of the flesh.

The part that truly kept him in this sticky situation was her cultivation!

He ignored it before, but now... it hit him. He can't see through it!

Of course, he didn't believe she was so golden core old monster.

He has t his fair share of them to sense the subtle differences radiating from their innate life level.

If anything, her undetectable cultivation gave off a familiar sense of suppression…

Hidden. Just like the "guard statues" back at the exit hall of the granny's underground tunnel.

Turtle Breathing - the sa technique he was using.

The background of this "shop assistant" was definitely not simple!

rlin's beard. He doesn't know why all these witches and demoness always co to bewitch him, but third ti's the charm. So, he just had to be flexible.

Finally giving in, Bubai's voice beca low and dangerous. "What do you want?"

Susu's lips curved into a charming smile and she leaned in, breathing more mist into his face. "It's not about what I want… It's about what you want."

The dreamy mist did nothing to the defense established by his green dew, but Bubai played along to fish for more details. "Put out the fire."

"Very well. Young master just relax… and Susu will get everything sorted out for you."

The seductress's whisper crawled all over his skin and downwards…