My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 708 - 436 Special Services? Damn, Why Didn’t You Say So Earlier! (4600 words)_3

Chapter 708: Chapter 436 Special Services? Damn, Why Didn’t You Say So Earlier! (4600 words)_3

She couldn’t help it from time to time and would let out a snicker.

Lingfei Zhao gently shook her head, turning back around, when she saw Su Xiaoxiao scratching her head, asking softly:

"Sister Zhao, did I say something wrong..."

The serene and elegant Lingfei Zhao didn’t know how to break the news, somewhat tongue-tied as she looked at the little fox demon on her journey up to Du You City.

A moment later, she broke into a smile, unable to contain herself, and then hurriedly bowed her head, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, shaking her head and saying, "It’s nothing, don’t mind Qian’er. Miss Su, hearing you speak, you really are formidable, I underestimated you before, I’m sorry."

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand generously, "Eh, no problem!"

Those around them like Yourong Zhu and Yushu Fan smiled kindly upon seeing this.

The atmosphere at the banquet became lively.

At this time, the meal was already more than halfway finished.

Lingfei Zhao pondered as she watched her husband’s plate of food quickly diminishing, "Little Miss Su, so you mean to say, you’ve come to Du You City alone?"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her, then buried her head again and shoveled a big mouthful of rice.

While her cheeks were puffed, she mumbled and nodded vaguely, "Mhm-hmm."

"Don’t move," Lingfei Zhao suddenly reached out.

Su Xiaoxiao got a bit flustered, as did Zhao Rong, whose heart skipped a beat.

But the next moment, Lingfei Zhao used a slender, spring onion-like finger to pick off a grain of rice that had been stuck at the corner of Su Xiaoxiao’s mouth for quite a while.

Lingfei Zhao teased with a smile: "Little Miss Su, were you planning to save that grain of rice for the New Year, perhaps?"

Oh no, how embarrassing... Su Xiaoxiao’s face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head to wipe her mouth: "Ah, thank you, thank you."

Lingfei Zhao smiled gently and shook her head, looking closely at Su Xiaoxiao, and then suddenly said:

"Little Miss Su, you really are beautiful."

Su Xiaoxiao paused as she was wiping her mouth, put down her hand, and looked up, seriously examining Lingfei Zhao in return: "Sister Zhao, you are too."

After their exchange, the room fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Rong didn’t know how many times he had experienced eyelid twitches today, but he did know that if the conversation continued like this, trouble would brew.

The dialogues between Qing Jun and little Su always made Zhao Rong’s heart waver, filled with various guesses and interpretations, feeling like he might be caught out the next second.

And little Su, who should have displayed timidity like an ostrich, was unexpectedly spirited tonight, even beginning to engage in a one-on-one dialogue with Qing Jun.

Quite the back and forth.

Yet such changes in Su Xiaoxiao did not bring joy to Zhao Rong; instead, he was even more frightened, just like now.

At this moment, Zhao Rong inwardly lamented but then suddenly, in the next second, he caught a glimpse of the black lacquered wine jug between his and Zhao Qian’er’s seats from the corner of his eye.

Someone’s eyes lit up...

At the moment, Lingfei Zhao, who had been quietly eating for a while, put down her chopsticks and said with a smile:

"Little Miss Su, by the way, when did you arrive at Du You City? I recall due to certain events, the route through Wangque Mountain had been blocked for the better part of the year. The Cloud Sea Ferry you took must have been stopped as well, no?"

"No," Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile, interrupting her mid-sentence.

She spoke quietly, gazing down, "I came early, didn’t encounter it..."

"Eh, Qian’er, why aren’t you opening that wine jug?"

Just then, a voice interrupted all conversations at the banquet, not lightly laughing. Su Xiaoxiao and Lingfei Zhao stopped speaking and turned to look.

Zhao Rong was smiling at Zhao Qian’er, pointing at the jug of wine on the table, "This is specially brewed by Shopkeeper Zhao, haha, let’s all try it, we rarely get to gather for a meal here."

He glanced around at everyone, then looked at Lingfei Zhao, "Right, Qing Jun, have a drink as well, make an exception today, no declining using cultivation as an excuse. The autumn night’s chill cuts deep, and you have to meditate and cultivate later tonight, have a drink to warm yourself up."

As he finished, Zhao Rong reached out with a smile, going for the dark wine jug.

However, the next second, his hand, which had shot out, froze in mid-air.

For a rough hand reached from the side, grabbing Zhao Rong’s wrist.

The room fell a bit quiet.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head, seeing that the owner of the hand was the bearded shopkeeper.

"Young lad, hold on," said Zhao Xifu in a leisurely tone.

Zhao Rong raised an eyebrow.

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