Chapter 231 - 231 229 Bastard!

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231: Chapter 229: Bastard! 231: Chapter 229: Bastard! Baili An set down his chopsticks, clasped a fist to his lips to lightly cough, and then earnestly lifted his chin, his eyes glowering down at Fang Geyu, “This young master speaks, why would I need to learn from others?” That condescending manner, looking down on others as if superior, was truly perfected. Fang Geyu was utterly amused and laughed heartily, “That’s spot on, both the expression and tone are just like that. It makes me want to punch you.” Baili An found it amusing internally. So, Miss Fang, you’re not entirely lacking in self-awareness. You still know that this manner is asking for a beating, yet you don’t restrain yourself, truly the caprice of the wealthy. Just as he was about to drop the arrogant expression on his face, Fang Geyu across from him suddenly stopped laughing, her voice a bit muffled and drifting, “So… we’ll just go with that…” Baili An gave her a puzzled look, but saw her holding up a rather large Hu Bing. Perhaps attracted by the patterns on the bing, she inspected it closely, holding it without eating, obscuring her small face the size of a palm, making her expression unclear. He asked, “Agree to what?” No sooner had he asked than Miss Fang stomped on his foot, not painfully, but enough to feel her anger. The Hu Bing shifted aside, revealing her wide, round eyes, glaring furiously at him, “Agreed, I’ll take you, this bumpkin, around Immortal City. What, you’re planning to back out?” Seeing her inexplicably getting angry again, like a little leopard ready to pounce. Baili An quickly scooped up a spoonful of noodle soup, offering it to her with a coaxing flavor, “Not backing out, definitely won’t back out.” Why does it feel like Fang Geyu has become harder to deal with since we entered Mountain Realm? “That’s more like it.” Fang Geyu’s glaring eyes finally returned to normal, and she contentedly sipped the spoonful of noodle soup Baili An offered. She’s sensitive to spicy, sipping slowly. Baili An was very patient with her, holding the spoon for her this way. As Fang Geyu sipped, she suddenly felt something was off. Lifting her head, her lips reddened from the spice looked alluringly tender, “Whose spoon did you use to feed me this soup?” Baili An was taken aback, glanced down and said, “There’s only one spoon.” She had only ordered a bowl of Bashu noodles, and unlike chopsticks which one could take freely, the spoon was set by the old lady when she served it, so there was only one. Instantly, Fang Geyu’s face flushed red, and she exclaimed in shock, “You fed me soup with the spoon you ate from?” Baili An froze, he could taste the flavor of the noodles a moment ago, and for a time he considered himself an ordinary person, forgetting the taboo. His face turned pale, and with trembling lips, he said, “Quick, quick, quick! Fang Geyu, do you have any Spiritual Medicine to cure Corpse Poison!” Thinking back to how they had shared a bowl of noodles for quite some time, they had probably tasted every possible poison thoroughly. Baili An was in a panic. It was one thing for him to be thoughtless, but how could Fang Geyu also be so careless. Even sister Wen, a Daoist Immortal who had overcome tribulation, had been so poisoned by him she couldn’t walk properly, could Fang Geyu’s feeble frame withstand it? Seeing that Fang Geyu had no intention of getting medicine to detoxify herself, just covering her mouth in embarrassed annoyance staring at that spoon, even her Hu Bing toppled onto the table. “Is this really about Corpse Poison or about the spoon! THE SPOON! You’ve used it after having it in your mouth for half the morning and then fed it to me! Damn it!” Fang Geyu was so angry she stomped her little feet. She’d never eaten anyone else’s saliva in her entire life. This little corpse demon, so infuriating! Baili An was also frantically stomping his foot, “Exactly, the spoon had my saliva, it’s poisonous, you… you you you, quick, let’s find a doctor.” He went to pull Fang Geyu’s sleeve. Afraid that Fang Geyu might suddenly become rigid. Not getting killed by the people from the Wandao Immortal Alliance only to be poisoned to death from sharing a breakfast with him, that really wouldn’t be fun. Fang Geyu pulled her hand away, dodged backwards, usually quite nimble she lost her coherence, slamming the table, and she confronted him! “You think your little poison can actually kill me! My mother is a Penglai Immortal, I am Fang Geyu! Your diluted little poison, I purified it all away in a second, ! Look how capable you think you are, even if you gave me the chance to transfer saliva mouth to mouth, you decide how much and see if you can poison this lady unconscious!” Baili An was stupefied, stumbled in his words, “Mouth… mouth to mouth?” He finally realized his mistake. Fang Geyu was also flabbergasted, shocked by her own fierce words just now. What does it mean to give him a chance? !!! What does it mean to let him decide how much? !!! What, what, what! Baili An instinctively glanced at the little spoon soaked in the noodle bowl, then immediately recoiled as though pricked, his pale handsome face gradually turned red. He stepped back, grabbed a boiled egg from the table, rolled it in his hand, then put it down, both hands unsure where to place. Not daring to look at Fang Geyu, he sat back down, feigning to prop up his cheek, turned his face to look out at the snowy scene outside the window, after a long while, he finally said, “The first to use that spoon was Fang Geyu.” Fang Geyu: “…” That seemed right. “And you, Fang Geyu, also used that spoon when we were fighting over noodles.” Fang Geyu’s little brain buzzed. It seemed right again, she not only fought him for the noodles but had also taken the spoon he had just put down to scoop up soup to drink. Baili An sneaked a look at the flustered lady, he earnestly shifted the blame, “You had used that spoon several times before I fed you the soup, don’t blame my carelessness, I… I didn’t mean to take advantage of a young lady.” He stammered. More than that! Not only had she used his spoon several times, but he had also eaten several times from the spoon she had held in her mouth… She and her mother had never eaten this way. Had she been possessed by a ghost today? Improbably protected once by this boy, had she really become so careless and unguarded towards him? Terrifying, just terrifying, too terrifying. Fang Geyu’s face also turned fiery, scalding hot, she busied herself waving her small hands, overwhelmed, “Enough, enough! Let’s put this matter to rest, don’t mention it again.” Baili An nodded, his handsome face flushed, picked out the spoon, finished up the noodles in a few bites, directly lifted the bowl to drink the soup, took a gulp, then stopped. With the bowl as big as a plate covering his face, Baili An looked at Fang Geyu, quietly asked, “You’re really okay?” Fang Geyu suddenly found his cautious, red-faced manner somewhat endearing, cleared her throat, and said, “Um… it’s fine.” “You… if you feel unwell, just tell me, I’ll take you to see a doctor.” “Um…” Fang Geyu picked up her Hu Bing, crunching it loudly, then suddenly she lightly exclaimed, “When did your ear get hurt?” Baili An put down the noodle bowl, puzzled, “My ear?”

Chapter 231 - 231 229 Bastard!

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