Chapter 68: The Ground Chicken Who Defies Tropes

When Su Mo returned to the spot, the fish had already been stewed, and Yue Ying had also stir‑fried the rabbit meat.

Stinky Snake, sharp‑eyed like a fox, saw a streak of red on Su Mo's neck and silently clenched his teeth in anger.

When he looked again behind Su Mo, Mo Xiao, whose eyes were deep, and Yue Ying's jealousy flared even more.

Shameless Stinky Snake, now that he can go out alone with Wife Master, is already looking for ways to flirt with Wife Master!

Fei Yan just smiled and walked over, took the shrimp from Su Mo's hand and asked, "How does Wife Master want it cooked, and what needs to be prepared?"

"I'll do it myself."

Su Mo took out seasonings exchanged from System Space, quickly cooked them; the garlic‑paste flavor was especially addictive.

Those few were like discovering a new continent, thinking, "So this thing can actually be eaten like this?"

Su Mo ate while thinking.

【If we could have a few more bottles of beer, that would be perfect.】

【Next time I must have Xiao Jiu get me a few bottles!】

After the meal, Fei Yan and the others cleared the trash, packed up their belongings, and continued on the road.

Su Mo took a short nap; when she woke up, she saw Fei Yan squatting in the carriage, helping her sort the gifts that Long Yan had sent.

They placed each item in its proper category.

Just as Su Mo turned over, she heard him laugh, "Wife Master awake? Cang Lan has already gone ahead, returning to tidy up the mess in the courtyard."

After all, they had been away for many days, and the courtyard's mess hadn't yet been cleaned.

"Hmm…" Su Mo replied lazily, then stretched like a cat and sat up.

Fei Yan handed over a wild fruit from beside, "I passed the mountains just now and picked it casually."

Su Mo took one and took a bite.

The sweet, juicy taste faintly carried a hint of sourness, just right.

She squinted and nodded, "Delicious."

After saying that, she picked up another fruit and handed it to Fei Yan's mouth, "You try it too."

Fei Yan had already tasted it, guessed she would like it, and had picked it for her.

But at this moment, the generous invitation was hard to refuse; he didn't mind taking another bite.

He glanced at the fruit she handed over, and a hint of tenderness rippled in his eyes.

That gaze made Su Mo's heart flutter; just as she was about to withdraw, he seized her other hand…

Fei Yan grabbed the half‑eaten fruit and shoved it into his mouth.

A tingling numbness spread from Su Mo's fingertips; she flushed slightly, staring at him blankly.

Fei Yan chewed and swallowed slowly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his voice seductive as he said, "This one is even tastier."

Su Mo: "…"

【I suspect he's deliberately flirting with me, but I have no evidence… these guys are killing me, why have they all recently learned Yue Ying's fox‑charm technique?!】

【What kind of good person am I, that they dare to flirt with me so casually?!】

Fei Yan listened to Su Mo's inner voice, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes, "Want another one?"

In an instant, Mo Xiao and Yue Ying outside exchanged a glance.

Yue Ying gritted his teeth, knowing the ground chicken had no good intentions; saying he was going in to help Wife Master organize things, it was actually to flirt with Wife Master!

Each of them was a hypocrite, preaching one thing and doing another, putting on the façade of a gentleman while secretly using every trick to flirt with Wife Master.

Mo Xiao quickly returned to normal, covering the emotions in his eyes, trying to reassure himself that this would be the new normal.

Only the hand holding the reins tightened uncontrollably.

Yue Ying, angry, yanked the reins directly, and the horse, a bit out of control, accelerated.

The sudden movement startled Su Mo in the carriage, and her whole body swayed.

The next second, she was caught by a hand in front of her; Fei Yan, holding her, turned gently and sat on the carriage's bench.

Su Mo was forced to sit on his lap, she lifted her small face and looked at the person before her.

But Fei Yan's face was flushed crimson, his whole body a bit tense.

Su Mo suddenly became interested: 【How strange, isn't he the one flirting with me? Why is he more nervous than I am?】

【Wow, his ears are so red, kinda cute!】

【How come even his neck is red~ when the ground chicken isn't aloof, he looks like he's easy to bully~】

【His Adam's apple looks so kissable! I have no idea what his reaction would be if I suddenly bite it… seriously, being this tempting makes it easy to make a mistake, huh?!】

Fei Yan listened to her inner voice, his Adam's apple twitched, then he slightly lifted his chin.

Su Mo pursed her lips, about to impulsively move toward him, when a horse whinny came from outside.

【Sin, sin~ My thoughts are too wicked now~ Such a pure person, how could I tarnish him with such dirty thoughts…】

Fei Yan's hand around her waist unintentionally tightened.

He lowered his gaze slightly, his dim, unclear eyes glancing at the person in his arms who was daydreaming, for a moment truly wanting to tell her.

He wasn't pure; at least his thoughts about her had long been impure…

Self‑restraint and propriety—these are how others see him; he's not that noble.

Fei Yan pressed the person before him into his chest, his chin gently resting on her head.

He whispered hoarsely, "Wife Master… do whatever you want, at least with me, you can."

"Hm? Really?"

"I told you, your happiness is my top priority."

Su Mo pressed against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, squinting as she said, "Fei Yan, you're so good!"

"Then may I touch your abs?"

"Hmm."

Almost the instant Su Mo's hands went down, the person above her let out an uncontrollable hum.

Su Mo was feeling with increasing vigor, completely unaware of the sudden spark that flared in Fei Yan's eyes.

【That night I slept so soundly that I didn't properly feel the sensation. Today I must definitely get my full share!!!】

【He's much more generous than that Stinky Snake! Who would have thought the aloof High Priest is actually a well‑behaved baby!】

【Wow, his face is so red! In an instant I feel like a villainess forced into prostitution… What to do, the more he acts like this, the more I want to intensify bullying him!!!】

After a while Fei Yan closed his eyes, his voice seductive, he asked, "Wife Master, do you want to do something else?"

Su Mo's eyes lit up as she stared at his Adam's apple, "I also want…"

【Forget it, forget it, one can't be too over the line; I still have to maintain my noble image…】

The next second she was embraced tightly again by the person before her, Fei Yan lowered his head, glowering at her, hiding the turbulent currents in his heart.

Continuing to tempt her, "I said, Wife Master can do whatever she wants."

Su Mo swallowed hard, 【If you keep teasing me like this… then I really won't hold back!】

She tilted her head back and kissed him.

The kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water, to Fei Yan was as if a massive stone were thrown into a calm lake, instantly sending up countless splashes.

He closed his eyes, reached out to support her slender neck, and said softly, "Wife Master, after the kiss, it's my turn…"

"……"

The two people outside the carriage both wore unpleasant expressions.

Yue Ying's back molars were about to crack; the shameless ground chicken actually turned the tables?!

Truly, they underestimated him!

Yue Ying reconsidered and realized, how many pure ones can actually sit in the High Priest's seat?

The most cunning thing about the ground chicken is that it doesn't make Wife Master feel taken advantage of; instead, it makes her feel that he gave her the advantage.

The rival's tricks are too many; truly impossible to defend against!

Mo Xiao's already gloomy eyes grew even darker at this moment.

He squinted, raised his hand and touched his own Adam's apple; she had never kissed there…

Each time after a coaxing, deceptive kiss, she would look at him with the startled eyes of a fawn; if he wanted to trick her into another, he had to coax her for ages, making it seem as if he were about to devour her.

But with Fei Yan, it's completely different. To say he isn't jealous at all would be pure self‑deception.