Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1741: Ending (9)

"No, this one is very soft and comfortable. I like it."

And when Dai Ke came back, he found that there was a hot pack stuffed in his gloves, just right for applying to his stomach later.

Mu Qingtian didn't say anything else, but just said: "I have booked a restaurant for lunch. I will take you to eat when I am done."

Dai Ke nodded obediently: "Okay."

However, when I got closer, Mu Qingtian still hadn't come out of the office.

Dai Ke held his chin with both hands, looking at Mu Qingtian working intently, then picked up his phone and prepared to go downstairs to buy some food.

However, during lunch, all the restaurants were packed, and Dai Ke saw long queues everywhere. When he stopped at the Mu Ke Coffee Shop, he saw that it was empty, so Dai Ke walked in tentatively.

"Nice to meet you again, Miss Guest."

Dai Ke turned around and saw the young boss leaning against the decorative tree, giving him a seductive smile.

"Do you have any desserts?"

Mo Xiao looked a little distressed: "There is only coffee in the store. If the customer needs it, I do have some pastries that I am good at. Don't stand at the door, come in and sit down."

As if he had been prepared, Mo Xiao handed Dai Ke a cup of hot drink after he sat down: "How about brown sugar ginger cake and red bean yam cake?"

"OK thanks."

Mo Xiao turned up the temperature in the store and started preparing the ingredients for the pastries.

Dai Ke sipped his drink, looked at Mo Xiao's busy figure, and chatted: "You don't look very old, you are so young and you are out doing business?" "Well, I'm the only one at home, so I want to find something to do."

Seeing Mo Xiao's dejected look, Dai Ke realized belatedly that he had mentioned the other person's sad story: "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

As the cakes come out of the oven, the sweet aroma immediately fills the air.

Dai Ke looked at him expectantly, and suddenly his cell phone rang: "Honey, are you done?"

Hearing Dai Ke's call, Mo Xiao paused with the plate in his hand, took back the plate that was about to be handed to Dai Ke, and picked up the take-away box instead.

"I'm at the beverage shop downstairs. I'll go to the company downstairs to find you now."

After hanging up the phone, Dai Ke apologized: "Sorry, I can only eat the cakes next time. I'll charge you the price."

Mo Xiao handed the pink plaid takeaway box to Dai Ke: "This is my first time making this, so the taste might not be good. I won't charge you this time. You can pay me next time you come."

Dai Ke didn't want to owe the other party anything, but he didn't want to keep Mu Qingtian waiting for too long, so he took the takeaway box and said, "Then I must collect the money next time!"

After getting the promise of meeting again, the sadness in Mo Xiao's eyes turned into a smile: "...Okay."

Dai Ke carried the pastries back to the downstairs of the building.

Mu Qingtian stood there, watching Dai Ke run over, raised his hands to hug her, and said gently: "I just left you for a while, and you ran out to play?"

"Nothing, I was just too hungry, so I went to buy some food." Dai Ke shook the takeaway box in his hand as he spoke.

"It's my fault that I'm too busy. Come on, I'll take you to dinner."

In the private room on the top floor of the restaurant, Dai Ke looked at the table full of sumptuous Chinese food, but he had no appetite at all.

Mu Qingtian picked up the chopsticks and looked at Dai Ke in confusion: "Didn't you say you like spicy Chinese food?" Whether in the divine realm or the underworld, Mu Qingtian had no women around him except Dai Ke.

Dai Ke was not always by his side, and due to his noble status, he did not need to do things like taking care of people personally, so he was obviously extremely lacking in common sense.

He only remembered what Dai Ke said, but didn't care about the occasion or the situation.

Dai Ke forced a smile: "Thank you."

Mu Qingtian could see that Dai Ke was unhappy, but he didn't understand why Dai Ke suddenly became upset: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

When Mu Qingtian asked back, there was a kind of oppression and impatience that he himself did not realize. Dai Ke did not dare to refute and shook his head: "It's okay, I like it very much."

As if to verify her words, she picked up a piece of food nearby and ate it slowly.

Seeing Dai Ke's bored look, Mu Qingtian put down his chopsticks and said, "If you don't like it, just say so. Why are you being so rude?" Dai Ke defended himself, "I don't."

Mu Qingtian took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Dai Ke, I don't like the way you don't tell me anything. If you have any opinions, you can tell me."

After being scolded, Dai Ke felt very aggrieved and slapped the chopsticks in his hand: "Don't you know that it's best not to eat spicy food during menstruation? Do you have no common sense, or do you not care about my condition at all?"

"Besides, can't you see that I look bad? Even if you don't have common sense, you could at least ask your assistant, right?"

Sensing Dai Ke's resistance, Mu Qingtian was afraid that Dai Ke would recover her memory due to the stimulation, and began to destroy her self-awareness. His face was cold and full of oppression: "Are you questioning me?"

"Dai Ke, don't forget that it was you who pursued me. When you were with me, you promised me that you would listen to me in everything."

"Could it be that the seven-year itch has made you lose interest in things and become impatient with me?" Mu Qingtian's repeated questions and angry expression made Dai Ke feel as if she was the bad guy.

In my memory, it was exactly as Mu Qingtian said.

As a pursuer, she should indeed keep her promise, but this submissive state of always being in a subordinate position made her feel like she was holding back an anger that she couldn't vent.

"I'm sorry." Dai Ke picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick up some food, but was stopped by Mu Qingtian.

"Don't eat anymore. I'll ask someone to change the dishes."

Dai Ke smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I brought cakes, and you still have work to do, so don't bother."

Seeing Dai Ke opening the box of cakes and eating the cold cakes in small bites, Mu Qingtian softened his tone: "Xiao Ke, I... I know I have a flawed temper and I'm not very good at expressing love, but you can teach me, I'm willing to learn."

Not sure if it was because of the pastries or because he was touched by Mu Qingtian’s words, but Dai Ke felt happy in his heart: “Then I’ll teach you.” The meal ended in a hurry, and after returning home, Mu Qingtian was still dealing with work.

After calming down, the upset Dai Ke returned to the beverage shop.

Hearing the sound of wind chimes, a cup of hot drink was already placed on the table: "See you again so soon, Miss Guest."

Dai Ke sat down and naturally picked up the cup of hot drink: "Boss, what do you think love is?"

Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is not a bar, why is the guest drunk?"

Dai Ke's questions were like those of a drunk, lovelorn person in a bar late at night, asking the bartender questions that were difficult to answer.

Dai Ke heard the other party's teasing and felt unhappy.

She promised Mu Qingtian to teach him how to love, but Dai Ke thought about it for a long time and realized that she didn't understand what love was, and she didn't know how to teach Mu Qingtian.

After all, whether in the world of gods, demons, or in those small worlds, Dai Ke was trying to please Mo Xiao with a purpose, not because of love.

Mo Xiao, on the other hand, seemed to be born with love in his bones. He always stood in the position of caregiver and did not need to be taught at all.