Chapter 166: Chapter 166
Yun Ran resisted the urge to roll her eyes, glaring coolly at him, gritting her teeth, "How about I give you a kick?"
The man’s handsome face was serious and earnest, "Lin Wanyue, don’t be ridiculous. Can you kick people now?"
Not knowing where she got it from, Yun Ran held up a brick and waved it at him, "Then how about I give you a brick?"
"Forget it, I’ll save the reward for later. I’ll go make you some peach blossom cakes."
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at his retreating figure, "You better make them tasty, or I’ll beat you into a peach blossom cake."
Nangong Mo’s hands paused on the wheelchair, pursing his thin lips.
"I heard that! If they’re tasty, you gotta give me a kiss, right? Don’t worry, they’ll definitely be good."
[His ability to lie with a straight face matches hers perfectly!]
About half an hour later, the first batch of peach blossom cakes was freshly out of the oven.
Yun Ran looked at the peach blossom cake placed in front of her, her mouth twitching, a cascade of black lines covering her forehead.
Other people’s peach blossom cakes might not be moon-shaped, but at least they’re elliptical, or square at the very least, right?
As for the bowl in front of her now...
The man picked up a dog-headed peach blossom cake and handed it to Yun Ran, "Lin Wanyue, have a taste."
Yun Ran looked at his hand, long and straight, truly handsome! Much more appetizing than the peach blossom cake!
"Nangong Mo, are you sure this is a peach blossom cake?"
The man split the peach blossom cake in two, showing her the peach blossom filling, undeniably genuine!
Yun Ran’s mouth twitched again, "Don’t you think it looks a bit odd?"
"Don’t you like dogs? I made these specially for you."
[Thank you so much for your tender understanding! With cakes that look ... I can hardly bear to eat them...]
Another half hour passed, and Yun Ran had one, two, three... a total of five bowls of cakes in front of her.
Peach blossom, apricot blossom, lotus blossom, rose, and osmanthus.
As for the designs...
Dog, rabbit, fox, tiger, and a bowl of ingots...
[Is this the legendary battle of creatures? The winner gets to eat the ingots?]
Staring at those five peculiar bowls of cakes, Yun Ran felt as if thunder was rolling over her head, her three souls and seven spirits whirling in disarray.
Then she saw Nangong Mo picking up a golden ingot-flower cake and handing it to her.
Curving his lips into a smile that was captivating to all, "Lin Wanyue, do you like it?"
[Why do you think I would like it?!]
[I asked you to make cakes, not to mess around... What’s all this nonsense?]
"Don’t you like Silver the most? Eating osmanthus cakes shaped like ingots must be delightful."
[Thank you very much!]
"By the way, Nangong Mo."
"If one day you fall onto hard times, you won’t need to worry about starving on the streets. With your skills and creativity, you’d definitely be able to support yourself. You might even make a fortune!"
The man snorted coldly, his handsome face showing a hint of disdain, "My skills aren’t something just anyone can try."
"Besides, I’ve got plenty of abilities; I wouldn’t need to sell cakes for a living."
Yun Ran laughed upon hearing this, her eyebrows curving, radiant and crafty.
"Right, right~ Why would you need to sell flower cakes!? You could totally rely on your good looks to make a fortune!"
"With your looks and physique, getting a rich family’s daughter to recruit you as a live-in husband would be a piece of cake!"
The man narrowed his eyes at Yun Ran, their chill resembling a ghostly breeze passing through.
Yet Yun Ran ignored this entirely, her spirit vibrant and her face full of interest:
"Even if you don’t get a job as a live-in husband, just getting yourself a sign at a Red House would have plenty of girls willing to pay Silver to keep you!"
This cheeky girl is talking more nonsense by the minute!
The man pursed his lips, his voice cool and soft, "Lin Wanyue."
However, Nangong Mo merely stared at her, saying nothing.
His pair of beautiful black eyes gazed at her without blinking, carrying a hint of grievance, a touch of sadness, and a bit of innocence.
Such an expression, only lacking the words ’I’m not happy, cheer me up’ emblazoned over his forehead.
Yun Ran wanted to laugh but held it in, mercilessly giving him a roll of her eyes, "I’m still mad, I don’t have time to cheer you up."
"Either cheer yourself up or let me hit you with a brick until you pass out."
Such a vengeful girl...
He then silently looked at his own legs, feeling a bit troubled in his heart...
Yun Ran looked at his expression, unsure of his thoughts, but feeling that this dog-like man’s mind seemed heavy with troubles?
She couldn’t resist raising an eyebrow, "Hey, Nangong Mo, are you secretly flirting with a little beauty outside?"
Immersed in thousands of tangled emotions, Nangong Mo was startled to hear this and sat up straight immediately, "I’m not!"
"Then why do you keep staring at your legs, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, occasionally shy, and occasionally touched?"
"I’m merely reminiscing about the glorious past, quite nostalgic. Sighing about having become handicapped, feeling a bit sad, but movingly touched by my beloved consort’s unwavering dedication."
[Sounds reasonable enough?]
[But why does it feel like he’s seriously spouting nonsense?]
"Stop sighing, I’ll heal your legs."
"But what if, they can’t be healed?"
[Can’t this guy hope for something good?]
Yun Ran pointed at the dog basking in the sun beside her, "If it can’t be healed, I’ll give you a pair of dog legs."
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At night, after Yun Ran finished washing up and got into bed, Nangong Mo rolled his wheelchair to her bedside.
His eyes gazed at her with concern, his voice deep and gentle.
"Lin Wanyue, are you cold? Want me to warm the bed for you?"
[Are you a plush toy? Do you think you’re a little heater?]
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him, coldly rejecting, "I don’t need it, you can go stay cool somewhere else."
Nangong Mo glanced at the girl’s cozy and soft little bed...
"Then I’ll just sit here and watch over you."
Thinking that he hadn’t slept all night yesterday, Yun Ran refused, "No need, go to sleep, don’t stay here."
"I’m afraid you’ll have a stomach ache at night; what if I can’t hear it from a distance? It’s more reassuring to stay here and watch."
[Don’t think you can trap me with good looks and gentle tricks! I won’t fall for it!]
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Fine, then you sit there, I’m going to sleep."
After Yun Ran spoke, she turned over and showed her back to him.
Covered in her blanket, Nangong Mo could only see the back of her head...
The man chuckled softly, picked up a book, and sat by her bed quietly flipping through it.
The candlelight flickered, his profile was like a painting, unparalleled elegance.