As Nangong Lingyun sized up Zhu Zhuqing, the Hell Civet's pupils reflected the figure of the young man across from her.
For some reason, she, who had never judged a person by their appearance and rarely paid attention to the looks of others, felt a strange emotion stirring in her heart at this moment.
That person seemed to possess a unique attraction.
Elegant as a jade tree, handsome and unrestrained, with extraordinary bearing—all the praises and flattering words were not excessive when applied to him, and even failed to fully capture his essence.
Just a faint smile surpassed all the warm breezes and morning sun of spring, making people unable to resist becoming intoxicated.
Coupled with that face, identical to the one in her previous memories, she was momentarily stunned.
"Mm."
After reacting, the Little Cat hurriedly nodded, uttering a mosquito-like whisper.
Her aloof expression, which kept people at a distance, instantly crumbled, her fair face flushed slightly, and she roared inwardly in utter despair.
"Zhu Zhuqing, how could you be like this? Staring at a man in a daze, and right in front of him, it's too embarrassing!"
Besides being flustered, she was also somewhat stunned, as she seemed to have never experienced such emotional fluctuations when facing others.
Not only was she losing her composure, but the anxiety and apprehension that followed were also completely different from before.
Before she had escaped from that place,
her heart was filled only with soaring resentment and a sense of urgency that she dared not relax for even a second; she had no time to think about anything else.
Even if she made a fool of herself, she probably wouldn't care; she would simply cast aside the distractions and continue her arduous training.
Could it be just because he saved her?
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice her embarrassment.
With an unchanged smile, he asked with concern:
"How are you feeling?"
"No… I mean, I feel great, and also, thank you for saving me yesterday."
It would undoubtedly be extremely impolite to use her usual cold tone to address her savior,
and even more impolite and incomprehensible to use it on a handsome young man who was concerned about her.
Once again harshly criticizing her own disgraceful behavior, Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly tried to explain,
but because she was no longer accustomed to speaking normally like this, her voice stumbled.
"That's good. You've been asleep for a day and two nights, you must be starving. Hurry up and eat something. I ran into a unlucky little snake this morning, so I conveniently cooked some meat porridge, I hope it suits your taste.
By the way, don't worry about your clothes being changed. Xiao Wu helped treat your wounds, I only took care of the final treatment."
Nangong Lingyun was indeed very attracted to the Little Cat's body, but he wouldn't choose to obtain it in such a way.
Especially with a System by his side, ensuring that he would eventually win the beauty's heart in the future, there was even less need to rush and create trouble for himself.
As he spoke,
he turned and walked to the side of the bonfire, his palm turning golden as he directly reached into the blazing flames and pulled out a clay pot.
As soon as the lid was opened, a rich aroma immediately erupted from within.
Nangong Lingyun didn't know how to cook many dishes, but this snake soup was definitely his specialty.
A chance encounter in his youth had filled him with longing for that flavor for the rest of his life,
and he could even clearly distinguish which school of cooking the chef who made the dish had inherited.
Zhu Zhuqing was surprised to hear this. Although she didn't pay much attention to such trivial matters, the other party's actions still made her feel a little more favorable towards him.
Seeing Nangong Lingyun ladle out the porridge and hand it over, she was just about to decline,
but upon smelling the aroma, her stomach suddenly betrayed her and grumbled loudly in protest, so she had no choice but to obediently accept the bowl and chopsticks, and sit beside the bonfire on a smooth rock, savoring it heartily.
Once it entered her mouth, the incomparably delicious taste made it impossible to stop.
One bowl,
two bowls,
three bowls…
Half an hour later, the Little Cat looked at the empty clay pot, her expression suddenly freezing, and her fair face, covered by her hands, immediately turned blood-red.
Her ten toes gripped tightly into the ground, her mood completely frantic.
"Ah, Zhu Zhuqing, where's your brain? Did you forget to bring it when you went out? How could you eat all of his food by yourself?"
Roaring inwardly, she hurriedly apologized aloud.
"I'm… I'm sorry, I'll catch another one for you, I'll be right back."
Before the words had finished, the Hell Civet instantly possessed her, and she flew away from the camp as if fleeing.
While running, a strong sense of confusion arose in her heart. Wasn't she usually like this?
Something's not right,
very not right,
Zhu Zhuqing, do you know that you've been acting very strangely since you woke up today?
Why would someone else's every move, how he thinks of her, affect her emotions so much?
She shouldn't be so uncalm.
But even though she realized that something was wrong, she still followed the most instinctive thought in her heart.
A few minutes later, Zhu Zhuqing returned with a hundred-year Soft Bones Rabbit as promised,
The meat of this Spirit Beast is very tender, and it lacks offensive power, making it easy to catch. It is very popular among the noble class and is almost a regular on the dining table.
But upon seeing it, Nangong Lingyun's expression turned awkward.
"For some special reasons, I don't eat rabbit."
Xiao Wu is a rabbit, he would be brain-dead to eat Soft Bones Rabbit in front of her.
Moreover, if he wants the relationship in the Crystal Palace to be harmonious in the future, certain taboos must be known in advance.
This has nothing to do with licking or anything like that, it's purely the most basic respect for people.
Of course, he will still eat it at night, eating it fiercely.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't know."
The Hell Civet disappeared again with a swoosh, her head so red it seemed to be smoking.
The second time, she was gone a little longer.
However,
"This is a poisonous snake, and its flesh is poisonous, not very suitable for cooking."
"Ah… I'm so sorry, I I… I'll be right back."
Another ten minutes passed,
The Little Cat had her arms wrapped around the neck of a deer, ignoring its desperate struggles and cries, and laboriously twisted and sent it to the camp, looking at the young man with an embarrassed and expectant expression.
"This… can be eaten."
Nangong Lingyun tacitly didn't mention that such a nourishing meal wasn't suitable for breakfast.
And seeing the other party finally nod, Zhu Zhuqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was still a little unnatural.
What does it feel like to continuously lose face, what does it feel like to continuously lose big face in front of important people, she finally experienced it today,
It hurts, it hurts so much, it's heartbreaking, she just wants to dig a hole and hide in it.
Nangong Lingyun wasn't very good at making deer, but fortunately, his practical skills were strong enough, and his bragging skills were also very good.
Diao Chan provided a recipe accurate to the second and gram, using seasonings produced by the System, plus two little cooks who often helped with the wrong things, and finally presented a full deer feast with excellent color, aroma, and taste.
After the meal, he pretended to be casual and talked about the chase that happened the day before yesterday.