"like!"
"Would you like to eat this again in the future?"
"Of course, you can never have too much delicious food."
"Would Mo Yu agree to be my Daoist partner?"
"..."
Qin Moyu almost choked on a piece of pastry she couldn't swallow.
He looked at the pastries, then at Shen Yebai, his expression one of utter shock, as if he were witnessing a primitive human driving an off-road vehicle: "Yebai, did you make this?!"
Shen Yebai found Qin Moyu's reaction amusing, his eyebrows curving into a smile, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Is it strange?"
Qin Moyu imagined Shen Yebai, dressed in a cool and aloof manner, kneading dough in the kitchen and cooking with a long sword, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Although Shen Yebai had made noodles for himself before, plain noodles were not difficult to make, and Shen Yebai later mentioned that the innkeepers would help with the plain noodles. Pastries were a different story. Guanlan Sect would indeed cook food for cultivators who had not yet abstained from grains, but pastries were completely out of the question. Guanlan Sect disciples came to cultivate, not to enjoy themselves. As long as they could eat their fill, that was enough for them.
Because she laughed so hard, some crumbs accidentally got on the corner of Qin Moyu's mouth.
Shen Yebai sighed indulgently and reached out to wipe away the crumbs for him.
"I've worked so hard for so long, and all I get in return is Momo's ridicule. It's really heartbreaking." Shen Yebai was scolding Qin Moyu, but he had a smile on his face.
Qin Moyu quickly stopped laughing and waved her hand to explain, "I didn't mean that! I just find it incredible that you can cook, uh, no, I mean make pastries. You're amazing... unlike me, I can't learn no matter how hard I try."
As he spoke, Qin Moyu's face was practically filled with envy. As a foodie, he had once wanted to have excellent cooking skills to satisfy his desire to eat, but fate wouldn't allow it. Whether in his past life or this one, he was a kitchen killer. Apart from instant food and plain porridge, he could even burn a poached egg.
He then heard Shen Yebai say in a normal tone:
"Because you like it."
So I went to learn it.
With just two simple sentences, Shen Yebai made no attempt to hide his feelings for Qin Moyu, leaving Qin Moyu speechless.
Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere wasn't awkward; instead, there was an indescribable tenderness between them.
After a long pause, Qin Moyu finally managed to speak.
"You don't need to..."
Shen Yebai said softly, "I told you, I will give you everything you want."
His gaze was fixed on Qin Moyu, not missing a single subtle expression on her face.
Qin Moyu was never an adventurous person. He preferred to stay in his own little world and would avoid troublesome problems if he could. He didn't understand or want to understand those intricacies and intrigues. If he could, he would even be willing to pretend to be stupid and not smart for the rest of his life. But when Shen Yebai told him about his feelings with the most straightforward actions and the most direct and passionate words.
He admitted that he was attracted to her.
Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Identity Granted to Shen Yebai a Permit to Pursue Someone...
Qin Moyu began to seriously consider her relationship with Shen Yebai.
I can't say I hate it, but to say I love it would be too much of an exaggeration.
Shen Yebai's feelings did indeed move him, but at most, it was only more than friendship, not quite love.
so……
“Ye Bai.” Qin Moyu’s face was unusually serious.
Shen Yebai was unusually nervous. He sat up straight, anxiously waiting for Qin Moyu to say something next.
The two were sitting very close together, but Qin Moyu still moved a little closer to Shen Yebai.
A gentle breeze brushed past Shen Yebai, lifting a strand of his hair, and Qin Moyu kissed Shen Yebai with lightning speed.
Qin Moyu's movements were so swift that they hardly qualify as a kiss; they were as gentle as a dragonfly skimming the water. Her warm lips landed on Shen Yebai's cheek, and although it was only for a brief moment, Shen Yebai could not forget it.
—Momo…kissed me first?
Shen Yebai's mind went blank for a moment. The sudden surprise even made him wonder if he had fallen into an illusion. But the person in front of him was so real, and the touch on his face seemed to still be there. He stared blankly, unable to say a word.
Although Qin Moyu had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but blush. But seeing Shen Yebai's expression, Qin Moyu felt it was all worth it.
Shen Yebai had always presented a gentle and refined image to him, and after confessing his feelings, he became even more unrestrained, always making him nervous. Now it's finally his turn to get back at him, hahaha!
Unexpectedly, Ye Bai was always good at sweet talk. Qin Moyu thought he was a born love master, but it turned out that he was just dumbfounded after a kiss. He was nothing special.
Qin Moyu's initial shyness dissolved in this strange sense of superiority, turning into inexplicable joy.
Qin Moyu finally understood why Shen Yebai liked to tease her so much. It was really fun to see someone familiar lose their composure because of her.
Qin Moyu propped her face up with her hand, tilted her head slightly, and smiled radiantly. Her clear, glassy eyes held a mischievous glint in them, like a child who had just received candy. Her triumphant tone carried a touch of childlike innocence: "How about that? You scared me, didn't you? You always bully me."
If Qin Moyu were a cat, she would probably be shaking her head and wagging her tail.
Shen Yebai took a deep breath. He knew that even if Qin Moyu kissed him, it didn't necessarily mean she agreed to his proposal, but he really couldn't control himself.
His heart was beating so fast that Shen Yebai felt he would kill himself without hesitation if Qin Moyu asked him to.
“Mo Yu… Mo Yu… Mo Mo…”