Time really flies; half a month has already passed.
Counting it up, it had been half a month since she last saw her dear Host. Jia Xitong covered her own cheeks and secretly missed him for a moment.
The original Shang Yanting was sitting beside her.
He looked like he was meditating, but in fact he had one eye open, looking over.
Hmph!
Putting on that cutesy act again.
Just a mere soul body—no matter how hard it tried to act cute, it couldn't possibly be that cute. He wasn't buying it at all.
If she wanted him to show mercy once his Cultivation recovered, the only way was to serve him well with good food and drink!
"Time to eat!"
Jia Xitong glanced at the sun to estimate the hour, then took out the little handkerchief she'd been using these days and spread it on that tiny table. On the table she laid out roast chicken, roast duck, and some Demon Beast Meat whose original form was no longer recognizable.
"What are you staring at? Eat."
