Chapter 687 - 341: Watching You Get Slapped in the Face?
The dusk settled, and the dim oil lamp illuminated the cabin with a silent serenity.
Dugu Luoxue sat quietly by the small window. Outside, the bamboo leaves swayed gently in the breeze, creating intersecting shadows that added a touch of chill to the atmosphere.
Jiang Shouzhong had already left.
Before leaving, he packed up the leftover roasted suckling pig and gave it to Yelü Miaomiao and the others to eat.
Although Zhenxuan Mountain had prepared them a dinner, it consisted of simple homestyle dishes, far less flavorful than the roasted suckling pig.
Yet, as he left, the man seemed puzzled.
He felt as though his master had changed today, carrying a faint trace of "worldliness," as if the celestial Fairy had finally been touched by the fires of mortal life.
However, Jiang Shouzhong didn’t overthink it, so he missed the moment when Dugu Luoxue, in the process of him picking up a piece of meat to feed her, subtly entwined the tip of the chopsticks with her tongue like a sparrow.
This was the woman’s first time performing such a bold act in front of him.
Tension, along with an inexplicable excitement, relentlessly drew her toward an uncharted pleasure, as if a new door was slowly opening before her.