Goddess, Are You Blind? (GL) - Chapter 11

When Ji Yun came out after running the bath, she saw Xue Funian still standing blankly at the doorway, with the dog nudging against her leg. Ji Yun chuckled.
“I wasn’t here the past few days—how have you been bathing, A’nian?”

“Aunt Qing would run the hot water, help me inside, and put my clothes somewhere I could reach. After I finished and got dressed, I’d just call for her.” Xue Funian pursed her lips. “Sister, you can just do it like Aunt Qing. I can manage myself.”

“You’re always being so polite with me. But if you fall inside and get hurt, I’ll have to drag you to the hospital. Then with your eyes already not working, your legs won’t either—what will I do with you then?” Ji Yun teased as she gently pulled Xue Funian forward.

“No…”

“Come on, careful now, here’s the door.” Ji Yun guided her along with reminders, pushing open the bathroom door and leading her in.

The dog trotted after them, trying to squeeze inside too. But just as it stuck a paw through, Ji Yun poked her head back out. “No peeking.” Then she shut the door, leaving the dog outside.

Turning back, Ji Yun saw Xue Funian standing there awkwardly, completely at a loss.

“Come, let sister help you undress.”

Ji Yun found a mischievous delight in her dazed expression—this girl was just too adorable. The feeling was so different from when she first met Xue Funian. Back then, not knowing her, Ji Yun had thought she was a cool, aloof beauty—top student, striking looks, out of reach. Only now did she realize that was a façade. In truth, Xue Funian was a gentle, shy girl who didn’t talk much around strangers.

Xue Funian didn’t move, her stunned look oddly silly and cute.

She was wearing a blouse on top and a skirt on the bottom. When Ji Yun reached to unbutton her shirt, Xue Funian instantly felt uneasy, quickly grabbing her hand. “Sister, I’ll do it myself.”

Ji Yun glanced up, saw her anxious face, and couldn’t help laughing. “Alright, alright—you do it. I’ve got the water ready. Call me when you’re done.”

Xue Funian nodded. Carefully, she fumbled at the buttons and slipped off her skirt. What remained on her body only deepened her sense of shame.

After all, two girls bathing together wasn’t inherently embarrassing. But because she couldn’t see, all she had were her other senses. It felt like others could see through her completely, while for her there was only blankness—that imbalance made her flustered.

When Ji Yun looked back, she smiled. “If you don’t take off the rest, how will you wash?”

Her words made Xue Funian’s cheeks flush red. In the misty steam, the sight was blurred but all the more heart-stirring. Ji Yun’s heart skipped.

“Don’t be scared, A’nian, come here.” Ji Yun pulled her hand over to the bathtub, letting her feel the edge. “I’ll turn my back. You finish undressing, then slowly get in. I’ll help with the rest, okay?”

Ji Yun knew what Xue Funian was thinking. If it were her who couldn’t see, she would probably feel the same—maybe even more resistant to others’ help.

Hearing her words, Xue Funian nodded quickly. She listened to the sounds Ji Yun made, understood that she had turned around, and hurriedly stripped off her undergarments. Flustered, she groped for the tub and sat down.

But Ji Yun hadn’t turned away—she had spun in a full circle and was still facing her, watching as she undressed right before her eyes. Her lips curved into a smile.

“All done?” Ji Yun asked, amusement lacing her voice. She knew she was being unfair, taking advantage of Xue Funian’s blindness, but she told herself it was only because she worried about her.

“Mhm,” Xue Funian answered softly. She lifted her head, listening to Ji Yun approach, and slid lower in the tub, trying to sink her body fully beneath the water.

She had no idea Ji Yun had already taken in everything—her slender figure, long legs, and delicate curves.

Though slim, she was not lacking in all the right places. Her skin was pale and smooth, her collarbones sharp, a fine silver chain resting against them, with a tiny diamond at its center. Below was the swell of her br3asts—plump and perfect, waist narrow enough for a hand to encircle, and her legs long, straight, and flawless.

Ji Yun silently marveled. This is a true goddess.

She stepped forward, sat on a small stool she had prepared, and gently lifted Xue Funian’s hair to pin it up.

“Your hair’s gotten long. Sister, could you take me to get it cut sometime?” Xue Funian asked quietly.

It was rare for her to ask Ji Yun for anything. Ji Yun nodded at once. “Of course. How short do you want it?” She tied up the wet ends of Xue Funian’s hair, which had gotten soaked when she stepped into the tub.

“Just shorter will do.”

Ji Yun agreed and said no more. She poured some shower gel into her hands and rubbed it gently over Xue Funian’s shoulders.

Xue Funian jumped, splashing water onto Ji Yun’s face.

“Sister, I can really do this myself.”

Ji Yun stared at her, speechless, face darkened by the splash. Without a word, she simply set the bottle into Xue Funian’s hand and guided her fingers to it.

Hearing no response, Xue Funian grew timid. She knew she had overreacted, and sighed softly before squirting some gel into her palm, rubbing it carefully over her body.

“My back?” Ji Yun asked.

Xue Funian froze. Washing her back had always been the most troublesome part—awkward and barely adequate. Now that Ji Yun had spoken, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse again. Lowering her head, she murmured, “Could you help me?”

Ji Yun had been watching her with a smile the whole time. Seeing her lower her head in embarrassment, she almost laughed aloud. She reached out and began massaging the soap gently into Xue Funian’s back. Strangely enough, it felt more relaxing for her than for the one being washed.

The skin beneath her hand was smooth but frail, bones distinct. Too thin, Ji Yun thought with a frown.

“A’nian, you have to eat more. You’re far too skinny.” Her lips pressed together as she continued carefully.

When it was done, Ji Yun stood, placed a clean towel and pajamas on the stool.

“I’ve set your clothes and towel here.” She guided Xue Funian’s hand to them. “Can you manage?”

“Yes,” Xue Funian replied quickly.

Ji Yun’s smile widened. “Alright, I’ll wait outside.”

She left, but didn’t actually go far—just lingered at the door. She pulled it open a crack to make some noise, then quietly stood there with the dog, watching.

She nudged the dog aside with her foot, folding her arms as she watched Xue Funian dress. The sight of that figure almost made her nose bleed—the impact was overwhelming.

“Come out now.”

Both women froze. Xue Funian hadn’t even said a word yet, but Ji Yun somehow already knew she was finished changing.