Chapter 141 - What kind of person is he

Asking yielded nothing but disappointment; Ye Chenfeng pursed his lips and stopped talking, focusing intently on roasting the snake meat.

Talking about barbecuing, it’s definitely a technical task; if grilled too long the meat will taste off, and if grilled too short, the interior remains undercooked.

Ye Chenfeng wasn’t like those foreigners with the bad habit of liking raw meat.

The perfect barbecue is about achieving a crispy exterior with a tender interior.

Each part of the whole chunk of meat needs to be roasted for about the same amount of time, otherwise, some parts may get burnt while others might remain undercooked, which can seriously ruin the taste.

Ye Chenfeng skillfully cut a piece of meat from the body of the giant yellow serpent and skewered it onto a stick.

He kept turning it over the flames to prevent any part of the meat from burning.

After about ten minutes, an appetite-stimulating fragrance began to waft from the fire, and seeing the snake meat was nearly done, Ye Chenfeng took it off the fire.

He hadn’t eaten anything all day, not to mention he had just gone through a life-and-death struggle with ‘Third Master,’ nearly depleting his energy reserves; he desperately needed food to regain strength.

Han Chuxue, sitting to the side with her head turned away, involuntarily began to salivate at the enticing aroma of the roasted snake meat, trying to deceive herself, “I definitely don’t want to eat something so disgusting!

It must taste awful.”

No sooner had she thought this than her stomach embarrassingly betrayed her with a “gurgle, gurgle,” causing her cheeks to flush red with embarrassment.

She cursed inwardly, “Han Chuxue, how can you be so weak!” Now, she just prayed that the freak pervert next to her hadn’t heard her mortification.

Ye Chenfeng’s hearing was exceptionally sharp; the rumbling sound from Han Chuxue’s stomach didn’t escape his ears.

He teased her with a slight smile, “Are you really not going to eat a little?

This snake meat is quite delicious, you know.

It’s something not just anyone can taste.”

After devouring a whole piece of snake meat, Ye Chenfeng felt a warm glow in his stomach, a warm current coursing through the meridians of his entire body.

His spent energy was quickly returning, and even the internal injuries he had suffered appeared to be mending.

It seemed that the meat of the yellow giant serpent not only made one’s body stronger but also had a significant effect on healing injuries.

This miraculous serpent meat was not something ordinary people could enjoy, especially when it was personally roasted by Ye Chenfeng.

After all, Ye Chenfeng’s cooking skills might even make a five-star hotel’s head chef feel inferior in his presence.

Han Chuxue turned her head intending to refuse, only to see Ye Chenfeng had already sat down beside her, their distance very close, so much so that she could clearly smell the scent of the other’s body.

“Why, why are you sitting so close to me?” Han Chuxue asked, her cheeks turning slightly red.

Ye Chenfeng placed the cooked snake meat near her mouth, and said, “If I don’t sit this close to you, could you eat by yourself?”

Whenever Ye Chenfeng saw Han Chuxue’s familiar face, he couldn’t help but remember his girlfriend and partner from his previous life, Luo Xueqi, and he was unavoidably drawn into caring for her despite her coldness.

Perhaps it was because he thought his soul had traveled five hundred years into the past, leaving Luo Xueqi alone and abandoned in a world five hundred years in the future, he always felt a sense of guilt and remorse.

He truly longed for the face in front of him, familiar to the point of impossibility, to belong to Luo Xueqi, who had been buried deep in his heart.

“Did I ever say I wanted to eat snake meat?

And I certainly don’t need you to feed me,” said Han Chuxue, her cheeks regaining some of their coolness.

She found that she could not keep a completely calm mind in front of this perverted freak.

However, after smelling the aroma of the snake meat in front of her, Han Chuxue couldn’t help but swallow her saliva; after all, like Ye Chenfeng, she hadn’t eaten anything for a whole day.

“You really don’t want to eat? The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

There’s nothing else out here in the wilds, and I think you must still have a lot of things to do, right?

If you starve to death here, you won’t be able to accomplish anything.

I don’t mind, though; it’s up to you whether you eat or not.” Han Chuxue’s current situation was something Ye Chenfeng could guess at a glance – she must have encountered some major change.

Sure enough, as soon as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, a tinge of anger rose on Han Chuxue’s cold cheeks, and a dense killing intent brewed in her beautiful eyes.

Her red lips slightly pursed, she opened her mouth and began to eat the snake meat in Ye Chenfeng’s hand.

As soon as a piece of snake meat entered her mouth, a hint of amazement flashed across Han Chuxue’s cheeks, and the killing intent in her eyes vanished without a trace.

The snake meat was simply too delicious, crispy on the outside and tender inside.

As she chewed, a delicious juice spread on her taste buds – it was truly a celestial delicacy.

It was so delectable that she almost cried out in surprise.

If she had actually made a sound, she would have been utterly embarrassed.

After calming the emotions in her heart, Han Chuxue tried to pretend that the snake meat was nothing special, but her mouth ate faster and faster – she couldn’t control herself, and her cheeks burned with heat.

Soon, she understood what Ye Chenfeng meant when he said, “This snake meat is not something just anyone can eat.” She also felt a warm stream coursing through her body, comforting and very pleasant, and the strength inside her felt incredibly replenished.

Snake meat with such effects indeed wasn’t something ordinary people could enjoy.

Moreover, challenging the tip of the tongue with such a flavor could make anyone who had tasted this snake meat crave for more.

In no time at all, Han Chuxue had eaten a large piece of snake meat, leaving a crispy flavor lingering on her tongue, with a sense of longing for more.

“How is it?

Is the snake meat delicious?” Ye Chenfeng’s mouth curved up in a smile.

Seeing the smile at the corner of Ye Chenfeng’s mouth, Han Chuxue immediately put on a cold face and said, “How is it delicious?

It’s barely palatable.”

“Ah, women are creatures that say one thing and mean another.

You say it’s not tasty, which definitely means it is,” Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Standing up from the ground and lazily stretching his body, Ye Chenfeng then scooped Han Chuxue up into his arms.

Although she could no longer move her limbs, she still struggled and said sharply, “What are you trying to do?

Put me down right now.”

“That won’t do.

Don’t you know it’s best to exercise after a full meal?

Since you can’t move, let me help you!” Ye Chenfeng pretended to be lecherous.

Han Chuxue’s face turned pale at his words and she cursed, “Pervert, rascal, what exactly do you want?

Put me down this instant, or I won’t be polite to you.”

“You have no sense of humor.

Logically, since you’re already calling me a pervert, I should play the part,” Ye Chenfeng sighed and continued, “If I don’t carry you to the cave, do you plan to sleep outside tonight?

If you want to sleep outside, I won’t object.”

Han Chuxue’s body slowly stopped struggling, inhaling the masculine scent from Ye Chenfeng, the moonlight casting its silvery glow on his distinctly contoured face.

In her heart, she silently mused, “What kind of person is he really?”