Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 621 - 622 He is not Fond of Women (3)_1

Chapter 621: Chapter 622 He is not Fond of Women (3)_1

"Nan Feng, is there someone in your heart? There’s a sparkle in your eyes like peach blossoms," Lina inquired.

Dragon Third responded with a quiet laugh, but he didn’t deny or affirm anything.

Lina blinked her eyes playfully, "Word around Jianghu from the lads is that you’ve been close to a young lady recently. Have you taken a shine to her?"

Dragon Third was silent again.

Lina sighed, "You’re a hard man to please. You weren’t enticed by the flirty shopkeeper from the Inn, you didn’t fancy Xue Chen’s sister Xue Ling, you bemoaned the brothel lady’s life, and refused the princess who wanted to elope with you three years back. Do you know what people in Jianghu are saying about you now?"

"And what would that be?" Dragon Third took a sip of tea, his handsome face emotionless, his eyes still cool. He was the kind of man to whom both love and hate cling.

"People in Jianghu are spreading the rumor that you might be gay, that you prefer men."

Dragon Third paused, then chuckled nonchalantly.

"You act so indifferent! Come on, whisper to me, who’s the little lady you fancy? Word has it, she belongs to one of your comrades. There’s a saying in Jianghu, ’brothers over brides’. The worst thing you can do is covet your brother’s woman. You haven’t done that, have you?"

Dragon Third put down his tea: "Nonsense!" he retorted.

...

When the aroma of braised pork wafted from the kitchen, Nan Feng couldn’t stay in bed any longer.

Even though Ye Brother told her to rest, pretending to be sick was an exhaustive charade. With a diet of plain rice porridge and steamed bun, she was feeling weak.

She entered the kitchen, just in time to see Ye Brother ladle the braised pork into a bowl. She immediately picked up her chopsticks, fetched a piece to taste. Freshly cooked braised pork was steaming hot, she moved it around her mouth to cool off, quickly chewed, and gulped it down.

Ye Brother admonished her, "Eat slowly, don’t burn yourself."

"It’s too delicious, I can’t help myself," Nan Feng grabbed another piece, blew on it until it cooled down, and then took another bite.

The food cooked over firewood was always mouthwateringly good, and the braised pork was no exception. The aroma of the ancient pig breed, which hadn’t been artificially fattened, was particularly strong. Nan Feng couldn’t stop eating; her mouth was greasy, and she was devouring the pork belly. Meanwhile, Ye Brother was also preparing steamed fish. The plate of pork belly was already half empty.

It was like her past life in Da Ping Village; her stomach was perennially empty, and she was constantly starving.

Seeing Nan Feng in such a state, Ye Brother realized she was really hungry. He stopped nagging and let her eat in peace.

In a little while, the steamed fish was ready. Ye Brother placed it on the stone table in the yard and then went inside to fetch two bowls of rice.

As Nan Feng savored the braised pork, she couldn’t help admiring Ye Brother more as she watched him preparing the food. After all, she got to sit and eat without lifting a finger.

Having finished the braised pork, she now turned her attention to the steamed fish. Ye Brother slid the fish towards her and placed the remaining pork in front of himself. They both started eating heartily.

Nan Feng enjoyed watching Ye Brother eat; he ate with gusto. His pork and rice disappeared quickly, a sign of his hunger.

He must have had a tough time in Capital City.

Moved by his predicament, she picked up a large piece of fish, carefully removed the bones, and placed the meat in Ye Brother’s bowl.