Luo Zhihuai, trying chili flavor for the first time, ate until his face was flushed. It was quite obvious that he was holding his chopsticks and still wanted to have another bite.
Seeing this, Weiwei quickly brought him some cherry tomatoes, saying, "These little red tomatoes are almost the same color as your face, they're so pretty!"
The little girl admired him so freely, like a cat that had just stolen some fish.
Luo Zhihuai's eyes have indeed changed; the Weiwei of the past would never have laughed so heartily.
Luo Zhihuai carefully recalled Weiwei from his memories. Most of the time, she would lower her eyebrows and smile gently, as cunning as a little fox. Then, afraid that he would catch her smile, she would immediately put on a dignified appearance and hide her fleeting smile.
She thought she was hiding it well, but little did she know that she had seen through all her little tricks.
He used to disregard these sentiments of his youngest daughter, but only after he truly lost her did he realize that all precious things don't necessarily have to be dramatic; the true essence of life is the quiet, enduring flow of time.
“That’s right, we’ll take some back for our aunt too.” The aunt Luo Zhihuai mentioned was Weiwei’s mother. To be precise, although Luo Zhihuai and Weiwei were nominally cousins, they were not actually related by blood.
Back then, Luo Zhihuai's mother and Weiwei's mother were very close friends. After the Luo family's misfortune, Weiwei's mother couldn't bear to see young Luo Zhihuai without a home, so she arranged for him to live with the Wei family as a cousin.
According to custom, relatives of concubines are not considered proper relatives. However, the Wei family has always been known for its magnanimity, so they turned a blind eye to such matters.
The two chatted and laughed, enjoying a warm meal in a semi-open corner private room.
Feng Duo remained silent, watching the diners in the hall laughing and chatting as they came and went. He was all alone, eating a whole table of delicious food, and he really couldn't get a bite.
Meow Meow Eatery is very popular; if Vivi weren't the owner, they wouldn't have been able to get a seat.
"Fellow Daoist, may I share a table with you? We have been waiting in line for a long time and are really hungry. We don't want to wait any longer..." The newcomer spoke with extraordinary manners and sincerity. He was dressed in a brocade black robe and had a bewitching ink cloud pattern engraved on his forehead, which looked like a fine ink stone, making his snow-white skin appear even more translucent.
Even though Feng Duo had followed Luo Zhihuai all over the country, he had never seen such a mysterious person.
Despite being a cultivator of immortality, he gives off a sinister and sinister feeling, as if he were a demon or a heretic.
"Sit down, this restaurant is really good." It's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Feng Duo didn't think too much about it, only that everyone would go their separate ways after the meal. However, after the other person sat down, he belatedly realized that it seemed strange for two grown men to eat together like this. Why were the people around them looking at them differently?
“This…” Duck feet are easy to chew. Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Duo felt the world spinning around him, his legs trembling, and his eyelids heavy.
His arms and hands were no longer under his control. He didn't know why, even though he never drank when he was out, he suddenly started chugging. After three glasses of sweet and sour fruit wine, he drifted off to sleep...
Chi Su sneered. With such poor vigilance, such a person could only survive for a day in the Demon Realm.
If he lives even one more day, it's as if he, the Demon Prince, has done all that for nothing.
"Go, and listen carefully to what that little beauty is doing for me."
The tiny black insect wiggled its wits and lazily walked into Feng Duo's hair crown, constantly shrinking its size until it became as small as a strand of hair and hid itself.
The Seeker Insect, unique to the Demon race, can help its master monitor those in need. It is small in size, easy to hide, and not easily detected.
After a simple meal, Chi Su's eyes unconsciously drifted to the back. That little beauty named Weiwei actually had a young lover?
Demons don't care about chastity; he just thinks the little beauty is pretty and wants to have her, otherwise all his effort in using the illusion technique would be wasted.
When Luo Zhihuai and Weiwei came out after they had finished eating and drinking, the diners in the hall had already left one after another.
At a large table not far from the small private room, Weiwei was amused by Feng Duo's drooling, half-asleep state: "Brother, is Feng Duo this greedy outside too?"
"Fortunately, our Tianlan Sect is very safe here. Otherwise, I would have been worried that he would have been tricked by a man-eating monster in this state."
When out and about, the young master's page showed absolutely no vigilance or malice; no wonder Weiwei said that.
When they were in the Wei family, the young masters and ladies would always have a page or maidservant by their side when they went out, and a secret guard would also take turns on duty in the shadows.
However, since Weiwei was cultivating at the Hehuan Sect, the Wei family did not assign her a personal maid.
He remembered that before Weiwei left home to become an apprentice, her aunt cried for a long time, reluctant to part with her. She even carefully selected several maids for her to come and become an apprentice, but all of these maids were sent back by Wei's grandfather.
Wei's grandfather once said that when his children and grandchildren travel far away, they should only bring enough spirit stones. If they bring so many followers, are they going out to learn skills or to show off?
My aunt cried her eyes out, and Weiwei kept pulling on my sleeve, refusing to let go.
The little girl who used to cry has changed.
Luo Zhihuai said with a sigh, "We'll take him to the inn, and then I'll take you back."
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