Chapter 03: I Want Your Thigh Pillow

Chapter 03: I Want Your Thigh Pillow

Ruo’er was missing, and Lin Nuo had vanished too. The Immortals in Zifeng Valley were frantic.

“It’s impossible! With Lin Nuo’s injuries, how could he escape? And Ruo’er is missing too!”

“Lin Nuo is cunning; he must have used some trick to take Ruo’er away. That damn fiend!”

The Immortals were indignant, unable to fathom Ruo’er willingly letting Lin Nuo go. Everyone unanimously believed Lin Nuo had schemed to abduct her.

If they had enough manpower, they wouldn’t have let Ruo’er venture out either. Now they had only succeeded in complicating matters.

“We must find both Lin Nuo and Ruo’er! No matter what, we must get them back!”

Dong Xiyan was furious. How could her prized disciple fall into the hands of such an evil villain?

Digging three feet into the ground wouldn’t be enough; the wicked Lin Nuo deserved to face punishment!

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“Are you hungry?”

“I’m not hungry, Young Master.”

“I’ll go roast some meat for you.”

“Ah? I’m really not hungry, Young Master.”

“It’s fine; you’ll eventually get hungry.”

Lin Nuo could tell at a glance that Ruo’er was hungry, but this little girl wouldn’t easily admit it.

Always thinking of others, she neglects herself—a complete little angel.

Lin Nuo went hunting, caught some game, then expertly made a fire to roast the meat, all in one smooth motion, not a hitch in his stride.

The tempting aroma of roasted meat wafted towards Ruo’er, and she couldn’t help but feel her stomach rumble, nearly drooling.

“Actually, you don’t have to be so polite with me. I’m not the hard-to-serve Young Master I used to be. Here, eat.”

Lin Nuo handed the perfectly roasted meat to Ruo’er first. It was juicy and well-cooked, not burnt, with excellent texture.

“Young Master, you eat first.”

“Come on, eat up! Don’t push it away. Even Immortals need to eat. I remember there aren’t any roasted meats in Zifeng Valley. You mostly eat celestial fruits and vegetarian dishes. You’re a meat-eater, after all. Being from the fox tribe means you love meat.”

“Young Master, how do you know about Zifeng Valley…?”

“Do you believe me when I say I’ve been there?” Lin Nuo replied with a smile.

“Ah? When was that? I’ve always been in Zifeng Valley and never saw you…”

“Hehe, just kidding, I’ve never been there. I just guessed.”

Lin Nuo continued roasting meat. He had taken Ruo’er to Zifeng Valley once, but it wasn’t this Ruo’er, so she wouldn’t know.

It didn’t matter. It was fine that she didn’t know the story from that timeline.

Ruo’er’s thoughts were completely seen through by Lin Nuo. She wanted to eat meat, but Zifeng Valley had always forbidden it.

Now there was an opportunity right in front of her.

What to do? She really wanted to eat, but it went against Zifeng Valley’s orders.

“Are you hesitating? Honestly, you’ve already let me go. How much worse could it be if you eat a bit of meat? Compared to that, it’s a trivial sin.”

“Mm…”

Lin Nuo had a point. She had already let him go, so why worry about eating meat?

Eat up.

“Well, thank you, Young Master.”

Ruo’er was still very polite and started eating slowly, becoming more graceful by the moment.

“It’s delicious! Young Master, your cooking is really good. I never noticed this talent of yours at Xuanyun Sect.”

“Not before. I discovered it after I left. So you wouldn’t have had the chance to see it. If you like it, I can roast for you every day, for a lifetime.”

“Young Master… how could I be worth it…”

Ruo’er lowered her head slightly, feeling unworthy of such treatment from Lin Nuo.

“Worthy, definitely worthy. Of course, the prerequisite is that you become my wife. I won’t roast meat for someone else’s woman.”

“Mm… but do we really have a future…?”

Ruo’er still didn’t believe that she and Lin Nuo could marry. It seemed utterly impossible; they weren’t even from the same world.

“If I can sit here with you and eat roasted meat, it means anything is possible. Could you have imagined it before? No, right? So it is possible, as long as we seize the moment.”

Yes, if she could be reborn, what else was impossible?

Ruo’er’s emotions were still quite complex. She wasn’t sure what true romantic feelings were. But if there was any one she was most worried about, it was certainly Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo now felt very reliable, his demeanor and speech were worlds apart from before.

“Young Master, I still don’t understand these things between men and women…”

“Take your time; you’ll understand.”

Lin Nuo displayed gentlemanly behavior, never making a move on Ruo’er, always mindful of her feelings.

“Do you know? My mother has always hoped we would marry. She actually raised you as a child bride for me,” Lin Nuo chuckled lightly.

“Mm… I’m grateful for your mother’s kindness, but I’m still not worthy of Young Master.”

“Do you resent me? Resent me for treating you this way back then?”

“I… I don’t resent you. It was Young Master’s help that allowed me to be where I am today. I will never resent you.”

Ruo’er spoke candidly. The fox tribe was a race that understood gratitude. She had always remembered the kindness shown to her back then; otherwise, she wouldn’t have let Lin Nuo go.

“Alright, I must have been overthinking it.”

Lin Nuo turned the meat over, then went to fetch some water, boiling it up. Too bad there were no ingredients; otherwise, he could cook something nice right there.

This way, he could also show off his boyfriend skills in front of Ruo’er—not only roasting meat perfectly but also brewing delightful drinks. Wouldn’t that capture her heart?

After filling their stomachs, it was time to rest.

Ruo’er had grown quickly over the years since she was small; she had blossomed into a graceful beauty.

“I have a small request; I wonder if you can fulfill it?”

“What request, Young Master?”

“I’d like to lie down. I hope to have your thigh pillow.”

“Thigh pillow?”

Ruo’er remembered that term well. Lin Nuo used to say he wanted to rest his head on Qin Shili or Liu Shuqin’s thighs—simply put, it meant laying one’s head on a thigh.

“Young Master, may I?”

“Of course. I also wanted to ask if I’m fortunate enough to have your thigh pillow.”

“Actually, it’s not that big of a deal.”

Ruo’er straightened her smooth, pale legs, gently patting her thigh, signaling Lin Nuo to lie down.

“If Ruo’er can’t satisfy Young Master, please forgive me.”

“You’re being too polite. No need for that; I hope we can communicate equally. So I won’t hold back.”

With that, Lin Nuo lay down. This angle gave him a clear view of Ruo’er’s pure face and her pleasing chest silhouette.

“You really are beautiful.”

Lin Nuo wanted to reach out and touch Ruo’er’s face, but he held back to avoid startling her.

“Young Master, you’re joking again…”

Ruo’er shyly lowered her head, trying to evade Lin Nuo’s gaze.

“I’ve never joked with you. But if you think that, it makes me a little sad, as if I were rejected by you.”

Lin Nuo suddenly sighed deeply, a hint of sorrow mixed in, making Ruo’er a bit uneasy.