Chapter 270: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (18)

Shen Mubai finally agreed to make Beggar’s Chicken for him tomorrow.

The three of them ate until they were full, then swaggered out.

There were still quite a few people in the Demon Sect. It took Shen Mubai several hours to prepare the meal, but she didn’t lose out; after all, she had stolen a lot of food along the way.

It was time for dinner again, but the disciples of the Demon Sect were listless.

“Ah, when will the strategist come back?”

“I don’t know; have you finished your medicine? Mine is gone; I’ll have to go back to the Yaoxin Hall to report again later.”

A disciple of the Demon Sect walked over with a chicken leg in his mouth, looking pleased with himself.

The disciples stared at him with eyes as sharp as a tiger’s, watching him intently.

The disciple of the Demon Sect blinked and said, “Don’t you guys know? We have a new cook in the sect.”

In just a few seconds, no one was left, and they all ran in the direction of the kitchen.

At this moment, Shen Mubai was so tired that she could barely stand up straight. She walked back to her small house step by step, took a shower, and then flopped onto the bed, sighing comfortably, “Finally, I can rest.”

Then she pulled the blanket over herself and fell into a deep sleep.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, with the night sky outside the window deep and dark, occasionally interrupted by the chirping of crickets.

With a creak, the tightly closed window suddenly opened, and a figure jumped in, slowly walking towards the bed. The eyes hidden in the darkness were fixed on the person sleeping soundly.

Shen Mubai was completely unaware, still turning over in her sleep, breathing lightly through her nose.

The figure standing by the bed stared at her for a full five minutes, then finally squatted down, propping his chin up and continuing to gaze at her intently.

A gust of wind blew in from the window, and Shen Mubai, lying on the bed, felt a slight chill. Unable to help herself, she shivered and muttered something, then slowly opened her eyes.

The handsome face in front of her seemed to be getting closer, and the starry eyes were full of smiles. “Miss.”

Shen Mubai, “!!!”

Seeing her fear, the other person put a finger to his lips and smiled gently. “Don’t make a sound.”

She resisted the urge to scream, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared by her bedside in horror. With the faint light coming in from the window, she could finally see what he looked like.

But as soon as she saw it, she was almost scared out of her wits.

The devilishly handsome face before her, those narrow, starry eyes—who else could it be if not Jun Jiuling!?

Shen Mubai stuttered, “Yo…you…”

But the intruder covered her mouth, blinked, and said, “Shh.”

Shen Mubai stared at him in horror.

Her mind was in a state of a state of chaos. Damn, who is this guy? Jun Jiuling?

This is totally not right!

The intruder smiled faintly, and after she became quiet, he let go of her hand. Then, with a sweet voice, he said, “Miss, I’m hungry.”

The affectionate tone in his voice made Shen Mubai feel like she was going crazy.

…

In the middle of the night, Shen Mubai was cooking in the kitchen.

And to her left, Jun Jiuling sat on a small stool, propping up his chin with his hand, watching her without blinking.

Shen Mubai felt creepy being stared at by him, so she gathered her courage and asked, “What’s your name?”

The person sitting on the stool smiled and said, “My name is Jun Jiuling.”

Shen Mubai couldn’t bear to look at him and finally had to ask the system, “System, what on earth is going on?”