Chapter 300: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (48)

He looked at Shen Mubai with displeasure.

Shen Mubai, confused by his look, braced herself and asked, “Sect… Young Master, what’s wrong?”

Jun Jiuling said, “Come here.”

Shen Mubai obediently moved closer.

Jun Jiuling leaned in and took a bite of the candied hawthorn from the spot where it had a missing piece, finally satisfied.

Shen Mubai was slightly startled by his action.

“Sect Master?”

Fortunately, there was no one around at the moment; otherwise, hearing this title would have caused quite a stir.

The taste of the candied hawthorn filled his mouth.

Jun Jiuling stared at Shen Mubai’s lips and said, “It’s very sweet.”

Feeling a bit flustered again, Shen Mubai turned her head uncomfortably and suggested, “Shall we look over there?”

Jun Jiuling, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment, replied, “Alright.”

Thus, along the way, Wu Er kept paying for things while being met with disdain.

A vendor selling stinky tofu spotted the handsome pair from afar and called out with a grin, “Miss, Young Master, would you like to try some stinky tofu? It may smell bad, but it’s incredibly delicious once you taste it.”

Shen Mubai was already drooling, but the person next to her was holding her tightly.

“You can’t eat that.”

Jun Jiuling frowned, showing clear displeasure at the smell.

Shen Mubai, wanting to eat it, looked at him pitifully and said, “Young Master.”

Jun Jiuling looked down at her, his extraordinarily handsome face expressionless. “What’s so good about that stuff?”

Shen Mubai wiped her mouth and said, “It’s especially delicious.”

Jun Jiuling frowned and pursed his lips.

“It stinks.”

Shen Mubai continued wiping her mouth.

“It doesn’t stink once you eat it.”

The girl’s longing gaze and pitiful expression touched the softest part of his heart. Jun Jiuling said indifferently, “Call me ‘husband.'”

Shen Mubai’s expression cracked.

Jun Jiuling looked at her, unmoved.

Shen Mubai steeled herself and said, “Uh… Sect Master, what’s with you today?”

Jun Jiuling’s eyes darkened slightly, “If you don’t call me that, you can’t eat the stinky tofu.”

Shen Mubai gritted her teeth and said, “Husband.”

After all, it was just a loss of dignity, not like they were really getting married.

A faint smile appeared on his lips; his long, narrow eyes were filled with the girl’s image.

Jun Jiuling called out Wu Er’s name.

With the stinky tofu in hand, Shen Mubai, teary-eyed, thought to herself that she once had some dignity as a host.

The system expressed its feelings with just two words: “Heh heh.”

Shen Mubai asked the system, “Do you think Jun Jiuling might really be falling for me?”

The system replied, “You’re going to leave this world anyway, so why worry about whether he likes you or not?”

Despite the system’s words, Shen Mubai couldn’t help but care.

Especially when Jun Jiuling’s large hand gripped hers tightly, the uncomfortable feeling washed over her again. She tried to pull away, but he held her even tighter and gave her a light glance, the threat in his eyes clear.

Shen Mubai, having abandoned all dignity, naturally caved in to cowardice.

When they returned to the inn, Yun Niang greeted them with a smile and said, “Young Master, Madam, you’re back.”

Jun Jiuling seemed to enjoy this, nodding with his extraordinarily handsome face.

Wu Er, uncomfortable with this address, gruffly said, “Young Master, Madam.”