Chapter 8: Your Man Looks Pretty Good, Doesn’t He!
Yelv Lie curled his lips and strode rapidly closer.
"Hungry, aren't you?" he said gruffly.
Yun Chunnuan didn't respond, still glaring at him cautiously.
By now, the sky was already bright, and she noticed that the man with the stubbled face from last night had shaved, revealing a particularly heroic and handsome face.
Perhaps due to the years of exposure to the elements and the dry climate of Bianliao, his wheat-colored skin had a layer of peeling, with scars under his lips.
Yet it didn't affect his striking appearance in the least.
Thick eyebrows rebelliously tilted slightly upwards, under long and slightly curled eyelashes, a pair of amber pupils exuded a hint of wildness.
The straight and upright nose bridge, distinct lips, and his sculpted features reminded Yun Chunnuan of descriptions from CEO novels...
Ah, she finally witnessed what it means to be as handsome as if sculpted by a blade.
A bit more, too rugged. A bit less, too delicate.
Not too much, not too little, just right.
At this moment, on his handsome face was a smile somewhat akin to a charming rogue, "How about it, realized your man looks pretty good, huh? Hahaha!"
Yelv Lie shamelessly boasted.
He was hailed as the most handsome man in the whole of Bianliao! After all, his mother was a great beauty from the Western Regions!
Yun Chunnuan: "..."
She's seen people thick-skinned, but never someone so shameless!
Yes, she admitted this man was indeed much more attractive than she had imagined, but that didn't affect her repulsion towards such a brute!
Especially when he's someone who only thinks with his lower half!
Thinking about how many women he had, Yun Chunnuan shuddered internally, feeling overwhelmingly disgusted.
"Speak up! Cat got your tongue?" Yelv Lie disliked the disdain in her eyes.
She might not realize what the drumstick on this plate meant to the people of Bianliao.
Against everyone's objections, Yelv Lie stubbornly slaughtered one of the only two chickens in the mansion.
Just to warmly welcome his distant little wife.
After interrogating that damned Marriage Envoy last night and realizing she wasn't a little fraud, Yelv Lie felt heartache.
Thinking about such a delicate princess being starved for seven days and nights, almost violated by those damned people from the Central Plains, and running alone into the deep mountains and forests, encountering unknown dangers along the way, he couldn't help wanting to be good to her.
A chicken, what does it matter?
There's still one at home!
Yelv Lie was overflowing with passion, but alas his rough voice, combined with his mountain-like stature, made the little princess tear up in fright the moment he leaned forward.
"I-I'm not hungry."
Yun Chunnuan timidly looked at the dog-like man, just hoping he would stay away from her.
She had cleanliness issues!
Mental cleanliness, physical cleanliness, all sorts of cleanliness! Thinking about how many women he's had, still having held her, and might potentially in the future...
Yun Chunnuan couldn't help but feel nauseated!
"Nonsense! Your little waist is so thin, I could snap it with one hand! Hurry and eat, gain some weight, it's more comfortable to hold!"
Seemingly sensing the petite princess's fear of him, Yelv Lie didn't approach any closer.
He merely placed the food tray on the table and turned to leave.
Taking just two steps, he returned again.
Yun Chunnuan's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed once more.
Who knew, the man actually lifted the food tray from the table, and keeping a step's distance, stretched his arm to place it by her bedside.
He turned and left.
Reaching the doorway, he suddenly said, "That Central Plains guy surnamed He, fed to Jifeng, no one will bully you anymore."