After Inheriting the Paper Offering Shop, I Was Forced into Love by a Vicious Ghost

[Self-Brainwashing Green Tea Vicious Ghost Gong x Crazy Baiting Beauty Shou + Forced Love + Folk Horror + Two-Way Struggle]

The Xie family suffered four generations of bad luck: the great-gra...

Chapter 53 None of Your Business

Chapter 53 None of Your Business

Fu Qinghuai gradually tightened his grip on Xie Xun's waist, even anticipating Xie Xun's elbow as he rammed into him. He then took the opportunity to pull Xie Xun's hand into his palm, rubbing and playing with each of Xie Xun's fingers.

"Does Xunxun think I'm stupid?"

Fu Qinghuai leaned close to his ear and chuckled, his laughter arrogant and mocking, "Do you think I'd fall for the same mistake a third time?"

"roll."

Xie Xun was speechless and tried to pull his hand away, but it was gripped even tighter.

He maintained a calm demeanor, but his eyes were reddening slightly, indicating that he was somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Why are you being so fierce?"

Seeing that his teasing was initially effective, Fu Qinghuai immediately pressed his advantage, moving even closer and whispering in a breathy voice, his thin lips almost touching the tip of his reddened ear, "Do you also think that this is very similar to us?"

"You're crazy, don't force me to slap you here."

"OK!"

"..."

Xie Xun's Soul-Locking Chain on his wrist was itching to be used, and he wanted to give this shameless person a good slap, but just then, he suddenly noticed a burning gaze.

Li Nong was standing opposite him, her eyes red-rimmed, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

Fu Qinghuai not only didn't let go, but instead hugged Xie Xun even tighter and gave Li Nong a provocative look.

Xie Xun glanced at the two of them indifferently, and then directly removed Fu Qinghuai's hand from his waist. Under Li Nong's bright eyes, he picked up the bowl and shoveled a big mouthful of braised pork rice into his mouth.

Mmm, it smells delicious!

The cured pork was fragrant and glistening, the rice was soaked with broth, and there was also a large, crispy piece of rice crust that he had specially scooped out from the bottom of the pot. Xie Xun chewed with his cheeks puffed out, completely ignoring the two jealous people arguing over him.

While chewing his rice, Xie Xun's chopsticks reached for the plate of glistening, oily braised pork knuckle with rock sugar. With a gentle pinch, a small piece of skin and meat separated from the knuckle, trembling and glistening with thick sauce.

Just looking at this makes my mouth water!

Xie Xun gently rolled the glistening, gelatinous pork knuckle in the broth, coating it evenly. He then lowered his head, held the bowl close, and steadily put the meat into his mouth.

The next second, his chewing motion clearly stopped.

Amazing! Delicious!

The skin is chewy and has just the right amount of elasticity; it melts in your mouth. The meat has been stewed until tender and flavorful, with a rich savory sauce and the sweetness of rock sugar—a truly satisfying bite.

So delicious!

He picked up another piece without making a sound, this time moving much faster, even unconsciously licking the sauce off his fingertips.

I never expected the food cooked by the people in this village to be so delicious!

He's starting to love this place.

Fu Qinghuai rested his chin on his hand, watching Xie Xun's focused eating, a hint of confusion flashing in his peach blossom eyes.

The braised pork knuckle with rock sugar was overcooked, and the caramel color wasn't bright enough. In the depths of his memory, in those hazy banquets, this dish didn't even qualify to be served at the main table.

But the person in front of me was eating like a wolf, chewing each bite carefully, even wiping away the sauce that got on the corners of his lips, as if he were savoring some delicacy.

Seeing Xie Xun eating with relish, he couldn't resist joining in and being a sly fellow eater.

"Xunxun, look at how you eat..."

He chuckled softly, paused deliberately, and his peach blossom eyes were full of mockery. "Anyone who didn't know better would think you haven't eaten for three days."

Xie Xun didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He shoved the trembling piece of pork knuckle skin on his chopsticks into his mouth with a mouthful of rice, completely ignoring the ghost.

"Tsk tsk, even the cats I used to have were pickier eaters than you."

Seeing that Xie Xun ignored him, Fu Qinghuai raised an eyebrow and provocatively asked, "You haven't really ever eaten anything good before, have you?"

After swallowing all the food in his mouth, Xie Xun finally glanced at him and smiled:

"none of your business."