Chapter 76 Sour Fish Noodle Soup
Cheng Ying slept soundly through the night until dawn.
When she woke up, she was being held in Long Buxi's arms.
Noticing that she was awake, Long Buxi released her and slowly sat up, asking, "Awake? Did you sleep well last night?"
Cheng Ying blinked a few times. "I slept quite well. How about you?"
Long Buxi smiled and said, "It's fine."
He woke up in the middle of the night and saw Cheng Ying sleeping next to him, her hands and feet on top of him. Heaven knows how happy he was, and how unbearable it was.
Cheng Ying remembered something, sat up, and reached out to touch his forehead. It wasn't hot at all, and she was overjoyed. "The fever's gone down! That's great! You can take me to find the Love Flower, refine the Love Flower Gu for me, and remove the Love Gu from my body!"
Yesterday she was worried that Long Buxi was sick and didn't know how long it would take for her to recover or how much time it would take before she could take her to find the Love Flower.
His fever completely subsided today; the medicine she brewed was incredibly effective!
Cheng Yingsheng had an exceptionally delicate, beautiful, and spirited face. At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her eyebrows were arched like leaves, and her bright eyes were looking at Long Buxi. Her eyes were filled with anticipation for the love flower, as dazzling and radiant as stars.
Long Buxi was so engrossed in watching that he stood there, speechless.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Ying waved her hand in front of him, "Why aren't you talking? Have you gone mad from the fever?"
Long Buxi stared straight at her, his eyes deep and gleaming with a faint, fiery light.
Cheng Ying felt uncomfortable under his gaze and frowned, asking, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"May I kiss you?" Long Buxi suddenly asked.
Cheng Ying was taken aback, never expecting him to ask her that question, "Why are you asking me?"
“You said I can’t force you to do anything. I want to kiss you, but I’m afraid you’ll be unhappy, so I’m asking you,” Long Buxi said earnestly.
So that's the reason. Cheng Ying found it both funny and speechless. "If I said no, would you not kiss me?"
Long Buxi didn't answer, but raised his hands and placed them on her shoulders.
Cheng Ying: ?
Before she could speak, the world spun around her, and Long Buxi pushed her onto the bed, covering her with his body and pressing his head down to her lips.
Cheng Ying's eyes widened, and she instinctively tried to struggle, but her shoulders were held down firmly by Long Buxi. As soon as she moved, Long Buxi noticed her intention, and his long legs clamped her thighs, pressing her down heavily, trapping her under him and making her unable to move.
The consequence of the two of them being so close together was that Cheng Ying felt a burning sensation coming from the person directly in front of her...
Cheng Ying was stunned. She had lived two lives and experienced everything that men and women should experience in matters of the heart. She knew very well that a man's desire was strongest not when passion was at its peak, nor at night, but in the morning.
The reason it happens in the morning is due to physiological reasons.
Many men usually ignore it when they wake up in the morning, or they deal with it in their own way.
Young men like Long Buxi, who are impetuous and inexperienced in such matters, are prone to acting irrationally when their desires are aroused and the person they like is in front of them.
Cheng Ying tried to resist, but Long Buxi, who seemed frail and had just recovered from a serious illness, was surprisingly strong. The more she resisted, the more excited Long Buxi became, and the stronger the desire in her eyes grew.
Helpless, Cheng Ying could not struggle against him, so she chose to remain still and see what he wanted to do.
While suppressing her, Long Buxi lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.
Cheng Ying was wearing a purple Miao ethnic dress with trousers underneath. When she felt his movements, she shuddered and just wanted him to finish quickly so she could pretend nothing had happened.
Since both of them were wearing clothes, no matter how excited he got, he wouldn't do anything substantial.
However, Long Buxi wriggled a few times and then stopped moving, continuing to kiss her lips as if he were researching something new and fun, enjoying it immensely, and constantly trying to pry open her mouth to find new ways to play.
Cheng Ying's lips were numb from his kisses. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask him what he wanted, Long Buxi seized the opportunity and, without any instruction, turned the spring rain into a raging storm.
Cheng Ying tried to hide, but he relentlessly pursued her; she tried to retreat, but he probed even deeper.
Gradually, Cheng Ying felt her body and face getting hotter and hotter, and her mind became increasingly unclear. Her long-dormant desires were gradually aroused, and her heart was restless, like dry tinder from ancient times, just waiting for a raging fire to burn her up.
Just as she was lost in Long Buxi's kiss and wanted to do something with him without a care, Long Buxi suddenly released her, sat up straight, and looked at her with burning eyes as she gasped for breath.
Suddenly free of the weight pressing down on her, Cheng Ying snapped out of her dazed state. She slowly sat up, looking at Long Buxi's slightly flushed face and ears, and for some reason, felt a sense of loss.
It's like something I was hoping for didn't happen...
Long Buxi panted for a while, his eyes gradually clearing. He calmly got out of bed, reached out to straighten Cheng Ying's clothes, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'll go downstairs to cook breakfast. After breakfast, I'll take you to the Valley of the Dead to find the Love Flower."
Cheng Ying: ......
He made no mention of kissing her earlier, and their actions were so natural that it was as if they were a married couple.
It's really annoying.
Breakfast was plentiful. Long Buxi made noodles and somehow got hold of a fresh paddy fish. She cut it into large, thin slices and mixed it with pickled cabbage, pickled peppers, pickled ginger, and other seasonings to make sour fish soup. She poured it over two bowls of noodles, fried two golden eggs and placed them on top of the fish, and sprinkled it with bright green scallions and cilantro. A bowl of fragrant, delicious, and visually appealing sour fish soup noodles was ready.
Long Buxi was worried that Cheng Ying might choke on a fish bone, so before she went downstairs to eat, she carefully removed all the fish bones from the fish slices in her bowl, including the plump, boneless parts of the belly.
Large, slightly curled, tender white fish slices are incredibly fresh and have no fishy smell whatsoever. The noodles are handmade, kneaded and stretched, and have absorbed the tangy and savory flavors of the fish and seasonings, mixed with the aroma of cilantro and scallions. They are chewy, smooth, and delicious.
The fried egg was cooked to perfection, with tender egg whites and runny yolks. One bite and the aroma filled the air. Cheng Ying ate the fish noodles one bite after another, unable to stop.
She quickly finished the large bowl of noodles, even drinking every last drop of the broth. She praised the person opposite her without reservation, "Long Buxi, your cooking skills are absolutely amazing! This fish noodle soup is so delicious, and the fried egg is also perfectly cooked. I've never had such delicious sour fish noodle soup before!"
Long Buxi sat opposite her, eating his noodles with elegance. Hearing this, he smiled and put the few large pieces of fish in his bowl into hers, saying softly, "If you like it, eat more. I'll cook delicious food for you every day from now on, so you'll never be able to leave me."
Cheng Ying saw that there weren't many fish slices in his bowl to begin with, yet he was still putting more into hers. She quickly covered her own bowl with her hand, saying, "Don't put any more in my bowl. I'm already full. You should eat it yourself. You're too thin; you need to eat more good food to make up for it."
She reached out and patted his hand, smiling brightly, and said, "Don't worry, I promised to marry you, and I will never go back on my word or leave you. I can't bear to lose your excellent cooking skills."
In her past life, she cooked for Wei Muchen for ten years. At first, Wei Muchen would praise her for her cooking, but later he took it for granted and even started to criticize her cooking skills, complaining that this dish didn't look good or that dish didn't taste good.
She worked so hard to cook and clean for him, but not only was he ungrateful, he was also picky about her and never cooked a single meal for her. The food she made was practically food for dogs.
In comparison, Long Buxi, with his superb culinary skills and dishes that perfectly suited her taste, was simply the ideal man in the world.
Of course she wouldn't leave a man who was so handsome and skilled in all kinds of cooking.
Long Buxi smiled slightly and hummed in a good mood. After slowly finishing her noodles, she took the two bowls to wash them. Then, she took some dry food and water, locked the door, and led Cheng Ying to the Valley of the Dead to search for the Love Flower.
The Valley of the Dead is a long and difficult journey, far from Pucang Village, near a primeval forest, deep in the mountains.
There are no roads in the deep mountains, and no one usually goes to Dead Man Valley. Except for the Miao people of Pucang Village who occasionally go to the nearby mountains to collect herbs and use sickles to clear a barely passable mountain path, the rest of the time only the animals in the mountains are active.
Long Buxi walked ahead, carrying a curved Miao knife. He cut through the green vines covering the area, carving out a narrow path that could only accommodate one person at a time, for Cheng Ying to pass through.
Cheng Ying followed closely behind him, wanting to walk directly over the greenery, but Long Buxi refused, saying that many poisonous insects and snakes were hidden under the vegetation in the deep mountains. If she didn't clear a path, she might accidentally step on a nest and be poisoned or bitten to death. In that case, it would be too late for him to save her. So she could only follow behind him in boredom.
In fact, when Cheng Ying learned that she would have to climb five or six mountains to get to the Valley of the Dead, and that it would take a day and a night to travel there, including spending the night in the forest, she immediately backed out and didn't want to go.
Long Buxi said that the Love Flower looks just like other flowers, and it is difficult to distinguish it from other flowers with the naked eye. It is also very rare. Only people who have been infected with the Love Gu can see the difference in the Love Flower. If she wants to remove the Gu, she has to go.
The two walked for most of the day. Long Buxi kept wielding his Miao knife, cutting tree branches and vines in front of him. Cheng Ying was exhausted just looking at him.
She took the initiative to speak up: "You've been chopping for so long, aren't you tired? Why don't you give me your knife and let me chop some more, or we can rest for a while here?"
Long Buxi stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at her, "Are you tired? Let's go rest under that tree over there."
Cheng Ying: ......
So all he heard her say was "tired"?
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