“Huh?” Shen Ying stared blankly at him. What has that got to do with me?

　　“Huh what?” Lonemoon rolled his eyes. “Can’t you tell that Chef has not been himself for the past few days?” He’s been in a daze. Sometimes he would even zone out while staring at Shen Ying. How could she say this had nothing to do with her?

　　“Er… really?” She really could not tell.

　　“Am I wrong?” Lonemoon glared at Shen Ying, as if she was blind. “I think it was about what happened that night. It must be! It was what happened the night before you recovered. He sent me a message in the middle of the night and told me that there was something he wanted to talk to me about. He even sent me four or five messages after that, so that I could not even sleep a wink the entire night. Tell me – what happened that night?”

　　Shen Ying tilted her head. Something flashed across her eyes. A moment later, she said, “Nothing huge.” She glanced at the fruits on the table and poured herself a cup of tea. She handed a cup of tea to Father Niu while she was at it, then continued, “He proposed to me that night.”

　　Pui…

　　Lonemoon spat out a mouthful of tea.

　　Coughing, he said, “What did you say?!” Propose?! Had their relationship developed to this stage? How was a proposal not a big deal? “And did you… agree?”

　　“I did,” Shen Ying answered matter-of-factly. “I was only 15 then afterall. I hadn’t seen enough of the world.”

　　“Holy shit!” No wonder Chef was so out of sorts. The thing he wanted to discuss with Lonemoon about was his wedding with Shen Ying?

　　“Wait!” Lonemoon pursed his lips and scanned Shen Ying from head to toe. “You didn’t go back on your word, did you?”

　　“Am I that unreliable?” Shen Ying glared at him.

　　“Yes!” Lonemoon answered almost immediately.

　　“…” The corners of Shen Ying’s mouth twitched. She sighed, then slumped on the table. “Ai, this is so troublesome!”

　　“Troublesome my ass!” Lonemoon glared at her. “Given the current situation, he probably thinks you regret your answer. What are you planning to do now?” It’s been so many days – she should at least clarify herself with him, shouldn’t she? She could not allow Chef to continue being this depressed.

　　Shen Ying tilted her head and stared at him. As if having made up her mind, she sat upright. “Alright!” She turned and shouted in Chef’s direction, “Chef!”

　　“Master?” Chef, who had been busy in the kitchen, immediately looked over at Shen Ying. He walked over, a dish of pastries in his hand. “Master, what did you call me-”

　　Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ying pulled downward onto his collar, and then planted a firm kiss on his lips. Two seconds later, she said hurriedly, “Chef, once it gets dark, come into my room.”

　　Clang!

　　Chef’s hands trembled and the dish of pastries dropped all over the floor. He was still bent over, hovering close to Shen Ying. He looked like his entire body had turned to stone.

　　Yi Qing: “…”

　　Lonemoon, “…”

　　“Hey, I’m still here!” Could they take care of their own image? Could they spare a thought for his feelings?

　　“Eh, you haven’t left?” Shen Ying turned and glanced at him.

　　Lonemoon’s lips twitched. “Why should I leave? This is a public place!”

　　Shen Ying narrowed her eyes. “That makes sense. Then we will leave!”

　　Once she finished speaking, she stood up, pulled onto the stone-like Chef, and walked into the house. Some things did not have to wait till dark to be done!

　　Lonemoon, “…”

　　Shit!

　　Was Lonemoon forced to watch their public display of affection, or had he asked for it?

　　Why did he have to get himself involved in matters like this?

　　——————

　　Shen Ying pulled Chef into the room and pushed him firmly onto the bed. It was then that Chef finally snapped back to reality. His entire body was flushed red.

　　“Master… Master, you…” He moved to get off the bed, but his hands were pulled up above him and held in place with just one of Shen Ying’s hands. There was no way he could move anymore. He looked up realized that Shen Ying had already sat atop him. Her eyes no longer reflected the usual laziness that she felt. Instead, they were twinkling with something else. It made him feel warm all over.

　　“Chef…” Shen Ying leaned in and Chef felt a warm breath against his ear. Chef shuddered. It was just one simple word, but he could hear a thousand different meanings behind it. “I suddenly recalled that when I was 15, there was something I didn’t do. Why not we… get it done today?”

　　“Wh… What?” Yi Qing’s mind was a blank. He stared back at Shen Ying and felt the fire building up from inside his gut. Yet, there was a cool breeze next to his ear.

　　Shen Ying raised her hand and tore off a piece of his dharmic robe. She scanned his body from head to toe, seemingly accidentally lingering at a certain private part.

　　“Master!” Yi Qing exclaimed, his eyes widening. He struggled to get up. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his lips. Shen Ying’s soft lips against his. This time, it felt different from before. Something soft moved along his lips, causing him to want more. His own lips slowly parted, and he felt something enter his mouth. The sweet taste flowed straight into his heart. Suddenly, the entire world seemed to be spinning. Chef felt a satisfaction like never before. It was as if he had just taken over the entire world.

　　He automatically reacted. He wanted to stay right where he was, but he wanted more at the same time.

　　“Mas… Master… Master…”

　　“Good… The familiar voice spoke into his ear. “I will be gentle.” She trailed her hand downward and was just about to reach an unspeakable area.

　　Yi Qing shuddered once again. Suddenly, he became alert. With a certain strength that seemed to come out of nowhere, he freed his arms and pulled Shen Ying’s hands away. “Master…” his face was flushed, and he was panting. Still, he stubbornly asked the person atop him anxiously, “Are you… Are you still going to marry me?”

　　“Er…” Shen Ying hesitated. She looked like she was being put in a spot.

　　Yi Qing’s heart sank. The passion that he felt a second ago disappeared all at once as a dull pain in his chest intensified. The disappointment he was feeling caused his eyes to well up.

　　“Chef, you know things aren’t that simple.”

　　“…” So… it’s a no?”

　　“We definitely can’t get married now,” Shen Ying sighed. In a heavy tone, she continued, “The key is whether you can survive the beating that my older sister is sure to give you – the kind that would be out to kill you.”

　　Huh?

　　Yi Qing paused, his eyes widening. “Master, you’re saying…”

　　“You’ve witnessed my older sister’s strength. Given your current cultivation, how high do you think are the chances of surviving a beating from her?” It’s almost certain that he would be flattened by her and killed.

　　“So Master, you’re actually… willing!” He could not help but reach out and grab her hand, looking desperately for confirmation,

　　“Mm?” Shen Ying stared blankly back at him, not understanding what he was saying. “Didn’t I agree a few days ago?”

　　Yi Qing was overjoyed. He reached out and hugged her close. He was so excited that he could bounce around for hours. “Master, Master…” That’s great! Master was willing!

　　“…” So they could continue?

　　“Master!” Yi Qing rolled around so that Shen Ying was trapped between him and the wall. Just when Shen Ying thought he was going to make a move, he sat up and said determinedly, “I will try my best to defeat Elder Shen. Master, wait for me. I… I am going to train right now.”

　　He got off the bed. Not even concerned about his torn robes, he picked up his pants and disappeared inside the house, leaving behind a certain confused woman.

　　Shen Ying, “…”

　　A cold gust of wind blew past her.

　　Was it too late to break up with him?

　　This was why she was so tired of dating!

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