Chapter 94 Cough Cough Blade... Your button popped in my face.
Unlike Jing Yuan, who had a copper pot to shield him, Ren, who was sitting opposite Shen Mi, naturally saw all the little actions of the two people opposite him.
Seeing Dan Heng's worthless smile, Ren suddenly felt utterly deflated. How could she be so easily appeased? She only blinked at you twice, and you surrendered so quickly?
As she stirred the ingredients in the copper pot with her chopsticks, she kept repeating to herself, "I can't understand it, I can't understand it. She's not exactly beautiful or rare in appearance, so why is she acting like she's been drugged?"
Just smile and wink? That should do the trick, and you'll be fine now?
Ren raised his eyes, scrutinizing Chen Mi across from him through the rising steam. His gaze lingered on her face, moving up and down repeatedly, silently commenting: Her skin was much cleaner than he remembered from their escape, almost translucent and fair, no longer covered in dust and sweat. Her face was neither too big nor too small, with soft features. Her eyes were round and clear, reflecting the light of the bubbling hot pot, sparkling as if unable to hide her emotions; when she smiled, they curved into crescent moons, carrying a charming liveliness. Her nose was small and didn't take up much space, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks as she spoke, followed by her lips…
The action of stirring the hot pot with a blade suddenly stopped. It was as if memory had captured some sensitive words. It was as if the whole soul was being pulled away from the body with a gentle tug. Floating and floating, it somehow ended up on the cliff that night when it jumped off with Chen Mi.
The lake surface remained turbulent and surging, the water cascading down from a great height like a stampede of horses. The spray from the waterfall was swept up by the wind, layer upon layer, like shimmering jellyfish breaking through the water and rising gracefully into the sky.
Ren stared blankly at the bizarre and fantastical scene, a strange sense of disorientation welling up inside him. He couldn't believe his eyes, shaking them violently and rubbing them hard. But when his vision refocused, the magnificent "jellyfish taking flight" remained before him, as if this fantastical spectacle was the only thing left in the world.
This is unbelievable! What's wrong with me?
Before the thought could even finish, the scene shifted. He heard the gurgling of bubbles, a feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and with a tumble, Blade found himself plunging into the lake. Before he could even figure out what was happening, several beams of light, powerful enough to pierce the darkness, shot from a direction at the bottom of the lake. A premonition immediately struck Blade; a certain image, as if breaking through layers of constraints, surged forth from his memory all at once.
He was like an anthill bursting its banks, left to helplessly watch it fall like a torrential downpour.
A fair face so close, eyes wide with shock, two eddies clearly visible even in the dim light at the bottom of the lake, and soft lips...
With a "boom," Ren stood up without warning, his palm landing on the table, causing the table to shake slightly.
Shen Mi was about to take the cooked meatballs from Jing Yuan's hand when he was startled by a slap as loud as a mountain, which made him stare in disbelief and even drop the meatballs on the ground.
Ren seemed unable to recover for a long time, his hands on the table, head down, breathing heavily.
She looked up and saw another worthless person bringing her fragrant meatballs.
A surge of inexplicable anger welled up within him. He stared at Shen Mi with burning eyes, as if trying to see through her secrets. He himself had almost fallen for her trick.
Shen Mi looked at the person who suddenly stood up opposite her, staring at her with a fierce gaze, as if she were some vicious villain. She frowned and thought to herself, "This is inexplicable."
She didn't intend to argue with Ren about the meaning behind his gaze. She carefully took another freshly made dumpling from Jingyuan's hand.
She happily said "thank you".
This time, she carefully wrapped her hand around the outside of the spoon, hoping it wouldn't fall again!
Just as she was happily imagining the juicy taste of the meatballs bursting in her mouth, something the size of a fingernail, seemingly launched from nowhere, suddenly hit her nose.
A sound of "Ouch!"
Chen Mi leaned back slightly, and the carefully protected dumpling fell to the ground again.
Shen Mi cried out, her heart bleeding. Two dumplings were gone just like that. She stood up and, imitating her, slammed her hand on the table. Unfortunately, the table didn't budge under her palm. The three of them just stared at her blankly. Even without using her hand, she knew how embarrassing it was.
Although the momentum has been lost, it can still be made up for by shouting sternly.
Shen Mi looked in the direction the "hidden weapon" came from, and was about to question it when his gaze suddenly froze—what came into view was a scarlet chest with a hint of white.
His chest was strong and broad, with firm and well-defined muscles, yet not stiff or rigid; rather, they rose and fell slightly with his breath, as if containing a silent power. The surface of his muscles was as smooth as jade, reflecting a faint luster under the light, as if one could reach out and touch its heat and hardness.
Shen Mi's breath hitched, and she forgot to even ask her question. Her gaze involuntarily lingered on those full, muscular chest muscles. Looking at those large, tender pectoral muscles, she didn't even feel sorry for the two balls that had rolled to the ground.
Suddenly, warm blood slowly flowed from her nostrils. Jingyuan, sitting opposite her, was the first to notice and hurriedly directed Danheng to bring her some paper.
Chen Mi stared at the exposed pectoral muscles, unable to recover for a long time...
Sure enough... A-Ren's pectoral muscles, just like the large-scale pictures drawn by excellent fan artists on Twitter, even if it's just the tip of the iceberg, are enough for her to imagine the rest.
Shen Mi swallowed hard, a small, obvious gesture that naturally didn't escape Ren's eyes. He had initially felt apologetic because the clothes were too small and the buttons had popped into her face, but seeing Shen Mi's expression, his thoughts of apologizing vanished instantly.
The people from the Shence Prefecture, the poor "water carriers" who were so poor they couldn't afford to read and had to carry water to sell in Suiyuan—they were all fake!
Fake! Fake! She's a complete swindler and a womanizer! Thinking of the dimples that appeared and disappeared when she thanked Jing Yuan, and then glancing at Dan Heng who was busy wiping away the blood and stuffing cotton around her, she was even more furious.
Furious, she simply took off her apron, threw it on the table, and went back to her bedroom without looking back.
Halfway there, he remembered something, walked over to her, found the fallen button on the ground, and in front of Shen Mi, forcefully gathered up the torn clothes, turned around and snorted softly through his nose.
The remaining two helped Chen Mi sit down and carefully asked her: Was she hit anywhere else? How is her nose now?
Chen Mi was too embarrassed to reveal the real reason for her nosebleed, so she just smiled and said she was fine.
You can't exactly say you were so aroused by a woman's advances that you had a nosebleed!
Jing Yuan, standing to the side, wore a sorrowful expression. He recalled the finger that Shen Mi had shown him. The medicine he had applied to Shen Mi was just a very ordinary hemostatic drug, not nearly as effective as it seemed. The fact that her new nails grew back so quickly was probably due to something else. As for what that reason might be, he dared not think too deeply about it, fearing he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
Dan Heng, standing to the side, didn't have as many concerns as Jing Yuan. He thought it was just a very ordinary accident, and that it was fine as long as the bleeding was stopped in time.
Judging from Ren's departing figure, he seemed slightly dissatisfied, but he did not apologize.
Stunned by the visual impact, Shen Mi remained speechless for a long time. From that angle, it truly seemed like spring had just begun, spring was in full bloom, spring...
It's a pity for the other two people who were worried about her. Only the two people involved probably know the truth.
Tonight's dinner party ended abruptly because of this little accident.
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Author's Note: Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough, Ah Ren, don't worry, this is probably just a "blood" relationship [doge][doge]
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