Chapter 822: How Much Love Does It Take to Be Satisfied

“Hot, why haven’t you dropped it yet?” Nangong Xu’s large hand scooped up the lobster claw, which landed steadily in his palm.

“Mr. Nangong, it’s hot, put it down quickly,” Baili Xia immediately cried out.

Nangong Xu just slowly put the claw back on the paper plate.

After glancing at Baili Xia’s hand, reddened from the heat, he stood up without saying a word and, taking her hand, headed towards the beach.

“Mr. Nangong…” Baili Xia was a bit surprised.

Where was he taking her?

“I didn’t bring any medicine today,” Nangong Xu did not elaborate.

When they reached the nearby rocks, he took off his shoes and walked down towards the water.

“You’re wearing long pants,” Baili Xia immediately reminded him.

Nangong Xu paid no heed, letting the seawater soak his pants as he bent down by the rocks, doing something on them that she couldn’t see.

When he came back, he had a handful of small seaweed in his hand.

Baili Xia didn’t know the name of the seaweed, but as soon as Nangong Xu crushed it and applied it to her fingertips, a comfortable cool sensation immediately enveloped them.

After applying it a few more times, her fingers no longer hurt at all.

“You should apply some too.” She took Nangong Xu’s large hand, intending to spread some seaweed juice on it.

But she noticed that the hand he used to hold the lobster claw didn’t have even a slight reddening.

“No need, I have thick skin,” Nangong Xu said as he threw the remaining seaweed away, bent down near the seawater, and washed his hands clean.

He ran a bit farther, brought back a handful of clean seawater, and let Baili Xia wash her hands.

Though her hands were sticky from the seawater, they were at least clean.

When the two returned to the grill, Mu Ziying had already come back.

Seeing them return, Mu Ziying immediately pouted her lips.

“Even Mr. Nangong has been won over by you, Baili Xia. How much more affection do you need to be satisfied?”

Baili Xia just glanced at her, ignoring the comment.

Sitting down with Nangong Xu again, this time, making sure that the lobster claw was no longer hot, she used a small hammer to crack it open and extracted the meat inside.

She arranged the prepared meat on a paper plate and finally brought it all over to Nangong Xu: “Mr. Nangong, try this.”

Nangong Xu didn’t stand on ceremony and began eating it.

The lobster claws varied in size, one larger and one smaller, the larger one weighing at least two kilos.

Despite the thick shell, there was still plenty of meat.

Watching the shrimp meat on Nangong’s plate, Mu Ziying almost drooled right there.

To conceal her foodie embarrassment, she glanced at Baili Xia again: “Why do you still call him Mr.

Nangong?”

“What else should I call him?” She was used to calling him Mr.

Nangong, and Mu Ziying herself called him that too.

“It’s alright for me to call him that, after all, Mr. Nangong isn’t as affectionate with me as he is with you.”

Mu Ziying pursed her lips, still a bit unwilling.

Why did everyone favor Xiaxia, even the usually reclusive Nangong Xu?

Normally, any gathering, let alone Uncle showing up for even one, was a rare occasion, and much less for Nangong Xu.

He’d either hide in the medical room researching medical techniques or be treating brothers from Sihai Residence.

When had he ever come out to have fun?

Baili Xia, influenced by her words, also began to consider this.

It used to be different; calling him Mr.

Nangong had never been an issue.

After all, just like Mu Ziying, she wasn’t really familiar with Nangong Xu.

But now…

she clicked her tongue, not even noticing herself how good her relationship with Nangong Xu had become.