AST 2146 - Can You Be More Reserved? (1/2)

“Say it once again, I will strip you naked and dump you on the street.”

Qing Shui was stunned. This woman said something so kick-ass and she indeed had the ability to do so. Moreover, Qing Shui felt that she would really do as she said. He was not afraid of being stabbed, but this really frightened him. He could not help but trembled.

“Where is your integrity? You have the appearance of a goddess, can you be more reserved?” Qing Shui totally lost to her. His skills were so fragile in front of this woman, it was useless to be brazen.

“That's not needed for you,” Beihuang Fan lifted the corner of her mouth.

Qing Shui was stunned again. This woman was half a foot shorter than Qing Shui, about 170cm or so. She was considered quite tall and her body figure was more perfect than the golden proportion. He thought of the firmness that he grabbed earlier on.

Qing Shui’s eyes drifted to her curvy part again, the fabric where Qing Shui touched was still crumpled. Looking at this, Qing Shui felt rather proud and did not feel the pain anymore.

“You're not inviting me in?” Qing Shui looked at the bamboo house, he had yet to see this woman’s bedroom.

Beihuang Fan hesitated and nodded. Then, she led Qing Shui to the bamboo house obediently.

He could not see the interior of the bamboo house from outside for sure. This bamboo house had a barrier against water, wind, and chilling weather. There were a door and windows equipped with curtains. They walked up the bamboo steps.

The first floor of the bamboo house was empty and floating in the air. The second floor was plain and spacious, even bigger than the current Imperial Cuisine Hall. However, there was no scent of smoke here.

Beihuang Fan did not lead Qing Shui to the third floor. Instead, she only asked Qing Shui to sit on the second floor.

The tables and chairs here were made of bamboo, looking very elegant but not really comfortable. Beihuang Fan went into a room and brought out a crystal-like teapot set.

The cups were very tiny and similar to the miniature cups in past life. The cups were only two-thirds full but very aromatic. At one glance, he knew it was the dewdrop.

“Feed on the wind and drink the dew!” Qing Shui smiled while holding up his cup.

“You know it well, this is the dewdrop of the bamboo forest,” Beihuang Fan was stunned, people would not usually recognize something like this.

“I didn't see any smoke from the kitchen here, what do you eat?” asked Qing Shui curiously.

“Fruits!”

“You don't eat rice? Don't eat meat? Don't eat vegetables?” asked Qing Shui in astonishment.

Beihuang Fan shook her head.

“How pitiful. Look at you, you're skinny from the starvation,” Qing Shui watched Beihuang Fan with empathy.

“Be serious.”

“Alright, can you tell me why you don't eat all those? Do you genuinely dislike them or do you have other reasons,” questioned Qing Shui out of curiosity.

“There is no other reason. I feel great now. Many fruits are full of spiritual energy and they are better than the meat. I like fruits, wine, and spring water,” said Beihuang Fan softly.