Jealousy Had Turned Me Into a Monster!

Lin Baici hadn't heard any of that. He just thought Shakira was pretty stacked.

Being held so enthusiastically, Lin Baici could feel how good the Great Shaman's figure was.

The next second, the Great Shaman leaned her cheek toward him. Lin Baici jumped. What was she doing?

He soon found out: it was a cheek kiss!

Wasn't that something people did with close friends?

He had no idea whether the Great Shaman was genuinely being so friendly or just putting on an act.

"Seeing me doesn't seem to make you very happy?"

The Great Shaman teased.

"Uh!"

Lin Baici laughed awkwardly. "I just didn't expect someone as distinguished as you to come all the way to Haijing!"

"Didn't the Great Shaman say she came to Haijing to see you?"

The fat Black Nun glared at Lin Baici, her voice so rough and loud it sounded like a baseball bat had been shoved down her throat and left it permanently stretched.

As soon as the Great Shaman stepped away from Lin Baici, the Black Nun strode over and opened her arms.

"..."

What the hell? What are you doing?

A hug, too?

No, please!

We're not close!

Lin Baici couldn't bring himself to refuse—or rather, before he even had a chance, the Black Nun had already wrapped him in her arms.

Good lord!

Her arms were so fat that Lin Baici felt like he was being squeezed by two tires. It was nothing like the Great Shaman's full, soft figure. Hugging the Black Nun felt like falling into a pile of fat.

And the worst part was, the Black Nun gave him a cheek kiss, too.

For the record, the Black Nun was somehow as tall as Lin Baici. Combined with her terrifying bulk, she radiated immense pressure just standing beside