Chapter 1371: Chapter 1371: Ding Dong, The Black-Hearted Medicine Pot Arrives! 30

Su Yan glanced at Bai Sheng and nodded.

Then her attention returned to Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan’s body was mostly sprawled over Su Yan.

Even though he was thin, he was still a man.

Taller than Su Yan by a good margin.

Pressing down like this, he almost enveloped Su Yan completely.

Feng Xuan murmured

"Why didn’t the master call me to eat together?"

Su Yan looked at him with confusion

"Don’t you dislike crowded places?"

Feng Xuan did not speak again, but he lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at Bai Sheng.

Suddenly, he spoke bluntly

"Master, a kiss."

At this moment, the restaurant was at its peak of activity.

People coming and going, coupled with Feng Xuan’s good looks.

His intimate posture with Su Yan drew quite a bit of attention.

He seemed oblivious, watching Su Yan without moving.

Said again

"A kiss."

Su Yan pinched a baozi and stuffed it into his mouth.

She spoke earnestly

"Eat first."

Feng Xuan lowered his head, his eyelids drooping, saying nothing more.

Biting into the baozi one mouthful at a time.

He spoke softly

"Does the master dislike me?"

Su Yan sipped some water, hearing his words.

She looked up at the bustling crowd.

She reached out, pinched his chin, lifting it.

Planted a kiss on his cheek.

Feng Xuan’s mood improved instantly.

Holding onto Su Yan, unwilling to let go.

Bai Sheng clenched his fists, watching their interaction in disbelief.

No wonder her reaction was so calm.

So, they had reached this level of relationship?

A flicker of emotion passed in Bai Sheng’s eyes.

He said no more, just picked up the Zhu Xian Fruit from the table.

"Farewell."

With that, he turned and left.

After Bai Sheng left, Feng Xuan continued eating baozi without causing any more trouble.

Nightfall descended.

Everything was enveloped in slumber.

In the woods not far from the inn.

Stood a man wearing a black mask.

He stood there silently, cool and indifferent.

After a long time, a figure emerged from the moonlit path ahead.

Clad in white, with dark hair, a somewhat frail young man.

The youth walked in the moonlight, giving off an illusion of inviolable sanctity.

The masked man glanced at him, rolling his eyes.

Slowly uttered two words

"Lust, beast."

Looking closer, wasn’t the young man just Feng Xuan?

Feng Xuan approached the masked man.

The two met, and neither spoke for a long time.

Until Feng Xuan broke the silence

"You’re out?"

The masked man

"Of course."

Feng Xuan sneered

"Who was so careless to let you out?"

The masked man said nothing and instead scrutinized Feng Xuan.

"Somehow, you don’t seem quite right."

Feng Xuan’s eyelashes flickered

"You have time to mind me, better mind your own mouth."

The masked man, provoked by his words, changed the subject.

"It’s none of your business. I found a way to suppress my appetite, but... I encountered a woman, she smells really good."

Recalling the aroma from that day.

His mouth swallowed involuntarily.

He regretted letting her go at the time.

He should have devoured her.

Such a fragrant person, must not let her escape next time.

Feng Xuan sneered again

"Taotie can suppress appetite?

Have you forgotten how your ancestors died?

If it could be suppressed, would things have come to this?"

Feng Xuan did not believe it.

Letting this Taotie out was the biggest mistake that person made.

When starving fiercely, he would even eat himself.

Everything appears as plates of food in his eyes, suppressing appetite in a pile of food??

This is simply a joke.