77 Not Allowed To Touch

The Grandmaster stared at the girl looking back at him with venom in her eyes. It seemed as though his son was already deeply rooted in her feelings, though not exactly in the manner he wished to be.

Grandmaster Bai Zhang stole a quick glimpse at Bai Qingyue. The boy stood there broad shouldered and arrogant but Bai Zhang had enough experience to tell his son's nerves were on edge.

He would take command of the situation instead.

"No need to get riled up, 'Snowball' went outside to relieve himself. He will be here shortly, no doubt." said Zhu Zhang, accentuating the silly name his son acquired.

The silly remark made Bai Qingyue snap out of his petrified state. He viciously glared at his father. Wasn't he clearly mocking him?!

He should have bitten him harder and tear off a chunk of flesh from his butt!

"I understand." Said Li Meirong as her anger was immediately alleviated. Snowball was a little fox, it made sense that he couldn't hold his pee pee.

They all sat down in awkward silence.

Li Meirong seated herself near the table, by her side was Zhu Qingyue and in front of her sat Zhu Zhang.

One nearly killed her, the other ate her tofu and now she's sitting down and sharing a drink with them…

Li Meirong nervously looked at the murky green shade of the tea in her hand, making sure to avoid meeting Zhu Qingyue's stare. She seeped the leaves in the water for too lengthy an amount of time and made the flavour far too bitter for her liking.

She was completely stressed when she left and her attempt to head back as quickly as she could made her carelessly ruin the tea.

Bai Zhang took a sip and sat the cup aside, left to be forever untouched.

Bai Qingyue gulped the whole cup down in a single sip, courtly placed the cup on the tray and poured himself another cup of bitter tea.

Hearing the sound of a snigger, Li Meirong raised her head to see Zhu Zhang stifling his laughter with a hand over his mouth.

He couldn't help but be amused at seeing how foolish his son was. The tea was clearly too bitter to drink. Who was he trying to impress when he was already married to the woman?

Bai Qingyue kept sipping the bitter tea, not a hint of displeasure could be seen on his tranquil face.

Li Meirong's cheeks reddened as she watched Zhu Qingyue drink the tea, seeming as if he would never stop. She nibbled on her lower lip in agitation.

Expecting words of rebuke, she hurriedly apologized. "Umm...I'm sorry about the tea, it's my fault, perhaps the pastries would be more to your liking. I mashed the almonds into a paste for a buttery flavour and added honey for sweetness."

Finally, the domineering man spoke. "It tastes good. I enjoy a strong flavour." His tone of voice was strict and cold but his words made her feel better.

Li Meirong inclined her head in affirmation and grabbed one of the square-shaped pastries, munching on the snack.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she enjoyed the soft texture and subtle sweetness. One of the self-imposed rules she abided by was that no matter what happened, she would at least make sure to take care of herself to the best of her abilities, and that included eating well.

After the failure that was the horrendous tea, Bai Zhang wasn't tempted in the least to sample the colourful dessert despite observing how content his daughter-in-law was when she munched down on the cake.

It was no wonder, she made it herself and was probably trying to show off after the blunder...

Bai Qingyue however, did not share his father's disappointed sentiments.

The dashingly handsome man was captivated by the jet-black haired beauty at his side.

His Phoenix eyes bore into her, concentrating on the way her luscious lips munched on the pastry. He gulped his saliva audibly. Bai Qingyue was absolutely certain that a pastry would never look as desirable as the one before his eyes.

As he imagined his tongue sampling the softness of those red lips again, his body temperature rose quickly.

The moment his thoughts were led astray, Bai Qingyue abruptly stood up and went to sit by his father's side. For some reason, it was that much harder to control his urges around her in his human form.

After tasting her once and knowing just how sweet she is, how could he resist having her again?

He wasn't made of stone!

Li Meirong felt slightly offended. She hadn't even talked to Zhu Qingyue but apparently, it was also beneath him to sit by her side. That's fine. When all this was over, she wasn't even certain she'd stay in the sect!

Bai Zhang had half a mind to smack his son over the head right now, but that would give him away. It was obvious to him that the boy kept having impure thoughts about his innocent wife.

He kept watching the good show, content as the Sovereign Lord made a complete utter fool of himself.

Bai Qingyue loosened the collar of his robe and grabbed a round pastry. It felt as soft as sponge and had a warm, appetizing colour.

After biting down, the edges of his thin lips inadvertently tilted upwards in a pleasant surprise.

Who would have thought his wife was a culinary genius?! He had never tasted such a delicious pastry in his life, in fact, he never even enjoyed the taste of pastries before.

Watching Bai Qingyue's contentedly gobbling the cake made Bai Zhang sneer.

They weren't mortal peasants. They were gods, their palate was of a higher standard then what was available in the mortal realm. The boy was putting too much of a show in front of the girl. He was already collared.

That was what Bai Zhang had thought at first, yet seeing the plate emptying so rapidly brought forth a trace of suspicion.

Bai Zhang hesitantly reached for a pastry and gently nibbled it, expecting a bland and oily flavour.

Instead, he received a burst of a tantalizing, rich taste and a soft, pleasant texture melting in his mouth!

His skin tingled as he stared wide-eyed at Li Meirong who was engrossed with her own cake.

Turns out my daughter-in-law is so accomplished! No wonder the other Grandmasters kept asking for her to be cooking their meals specifically.

Bai Zhang was about to grab another cake but his hand came out empty.

The pastries vanished!

The Grandmaster almost fell from his seat when he saw Bai Qingyue stuff his face full of cakes, unwilling to share his prize and glowering at him as if to say; Mine! Not allowed to touch!