Chapter 913: This appearance is heart-wrenching

She didn’t heed the advice, and she felt heartbroken…

Why did that sound so strange?

However, the heartbreak was feigned, and it seemed…

like a stomach ache?

Was she hungry?

With that thought, Mu Xiaojiu promptly set Baili Xia back in her seat.

Ignoring the astonished and curious gazes from those around them, he bent his head to his own bowl of hot and sour noodles and began to eat.

But this dish…

Damn!

What the hell!

So spicy!

But the young lady was already in such distress that her stomach hurt, and if he didn’t eat properly now, she’d have to go through the trouble of finding something else for him to eat.

Not wanting to put her through that, he suppressed the fiery sensation in his mouth and continued to swallow.

Baili Xia had been concerned that Uncle wouldn’t be able to handle the spiciness, but to her surprise, Uncle seemed to eat with such gusto.

He gulped it down in big bites as if he were savoring an extraordinarily fine delicacy.

This convinced her completely, and she felt relieved.

The discomfort in her stomach began to ease as she looked at the food in front of her.

Although she wasn’t very hungry, she still started to eat strenuously just like Mu Xiaojiu.

The people around them, especially the women, who wasn’t staring at Uncle, so engrossed that they forgot where they were?

This troublemaker attracted admirers wherever he went, and it was impossible not to look at him even for a moment.

Baili Xia had already started to get used to this; after all, her man looked like that.

She couldn’t ruin his face with a knife just to save herself the hassle, could she?

Besides, she wouldn’t bear to do that.

Not to mention destroying it; if there were any flaw on his face, she would be heartbroken.

Casually eating bite by bite, she pondered what excuse to use to persuade Uncle to return to Mu Mansion after dinner.

After all, they had been out for quite a while now.

Lost in her thoughts, she was unaware that the man sitting across from her had finished his entire bowl of hot and sour noodles.

By the time she noticed, he had even drunk the last drop of the soup.

“This soup shouldn’t be drunk, it’s spicy,” Baili Xia exclaimed in shock, hastily pulling out a napkin to wipe the red chili oil from his lips.

Uncle wasn’t supposed to be able to eat spicy food.

What was going on today?

Why had he cleaned even the chili oil?

Fumbling to wipe his mouth, she discovered his thin lips couldn’t seem to get clean at all.

No, it wasn’t that they couldn’t get clean, it was…

they were flaming red from the spice!

His lips were strikingly red, and with his thin lips already naturally attractive and pink, a touch of red made it look as though he had applied lip color!

“Uncle… Jiu, does it hurt?” She hurriedly poured him a glass of chilled tea.

Looking at his thin lips, feeling indescribable pity, how could they be so sore?

Mu Xiaojiu, unwilling to speak more than necessary, took the tea she offered and drank it all in one go, then promptly handed the glass back to her.

Baili Xia understood and quickly refilled his cup.

The type of ordinary tea that he would probably disdain to even smell on any normal day, the tea leaves barely good enough to wash his cup with, right?

But at this moment, he downed three large glasses of water in one breath and seemed to want even more.

It wasn’t until the tea in the pot was entirely gone that Mu Xiaojiu stopped.

He wanted to catch his breath, really feeling the heat, especially after those last few sips of the soup, which left his scalp tingling even now.

But seeing Baili Xia watching him, he felt a bit embarrassed to show his less resilient side.

So he immediately turned away from her, giving himself the liberty to breathe deeply…