Protesting like this? Beiming Zihan squeezed his butt a few more times, the force of his grip was a bit heavy. If he didn't spank his butt, this could also be considered a punishment. The previous spankings healed quickly, it didn't leave a lasting impression on the child at all!

Wuyou yelled loudly, "Don't pinch my butt! It hurts!" Completely disregarding whether anyone could hear, luckily the courtyard was not small, and it was really impossible to hear from outside the courtyard. It was just Xiaoli who was making a mess of assumptions in her head.

Taking a bath, Wuyou was full of disdain the whole time, throwing a tantrum. Beiming Zihan didn't say anything, just pinched and pressed him, then pulled him out and dried him off before throwing him onto the bed. In a cold voice, he said, "Put on your clothes." Turning around, he was about to leave.

Wuyou's mood has been persistently bad, and from time to time, he would recall the scene of him killing someone just now: "You heartless creature, you are devoid of emotions! You don't deserve anyone's kindness!"

Bei Ming Zi Han stopped in his tracks, the cold air around him had long dissipated. Surprisingly, at this moment, there was no further occurrence. He only paused for a short moment before continuing on his way without looking back.

The room was quiet. Wuyou felt that he had said the wrong words, but now that they had already been spoken, he didn't know how to make amends. Beiming Zihan forced him to kill, but that person deserved to die too. Didn't Beiming Buhann just reclaim his own life from that person a few days ago?

Thinking about it this way, am I being ungrateful? Besides, he is not unaware of the laws and dangers of this world. One cannot survive without resorting to killing. He is not really a child, so how could he not see these principles clearly?

From before till now, it has always been himself throwing a tantrum, while the other party has never shown any signs of backing down. Moreover, the sight of Beiming Zihan's departing figure has only added to Wuyou's current frustration, causing him to toss and turn in bed for a long time.

After a long wait, it was finally time for dinner. Normally, Beiming Zihan would definitely come back at this time, but today Xiaoli served him his food without even seeing where Beiming Zihan was.

Wuyou asked, "What about him?"

Xiao Li knew who he was referring to: "The master is cultivating in the next room. Later, I will bring food over."

Wuyou: "..."

Bei Mingzi Han usually enjoys practicing cultivation, but this is the master bedroom. He would usually cultivate here to prevent Wu You from disturbing him. However, today he went to the next room...

Feeling uneasy in her heart, Wu You wondered if she had pushed him away with her craziness. Could it be that her previous words really hurt him deep down?

By the way, Wuyouxin thought that no one had ever cared about her "Snake Spirit Disorder". Her own words really struck a chord in someone's heart...

...Wuyou thought to herself more and more that she shouldn't have done it, then looked at Xiaoli and asked, "So when are you going to bring him some food?"

Xiao Li smiled and said, "After the young master finishes his meal, I will attend to him and then go and deliver the food to our master."

Wuyou: "...", putting myself first, it seems like the snake spirit is actually pretty good to me... I feel even more conflicted. Should I personally deliver it and apologize later? Last time Beiming Zihan snatched the chicken drumstick from me, she probably also likes this.

Wuyou felt a little embarrassed and said to Xiaoli, "Let me deliver it myself, there's no need for you to help."

Xiao Li answered, "Yes."

Then Wuyou stared at the chicken drumstick for a few moments, swallowed his saliva, who made himself do something wrong, forget it, today's chicken drumstick will be given to Beiming Zihan.

However, the reason why Beiming Zihan moved to another place to cultivate is simply because he needs a quiet environment. Today, Wuyou is in a bad mood and it would disturb him. Cultivating demonic arts is extremely powerful, but often, even the slightest disturbance during a critical moment of cultivation can easily lead to demonic possession.

As for getting angry with Wuyou, Beiming Zihan is not that childish.

Outside the door, Wuyou hesitated for a long time. Even without opening his eyes, Beiming Zihan knew who was outside the door. Cultivators possessed divine consciousness, allowing them to perceive their surroundings within a few meters without moving from their spot. The higher their cultivation level, the farther they could see.

Those who are said to possess great supernatural powers are able to fully comprehend matters that stretch thousands of miles, but for Bei Ming Zihan, it is still too early. For now, he can only see clearly within his own small courtyard.

Dong dong dong, Wuyou finally finished preparing and knocked on the door: "I... I brought food."

The cold and aloof voice of Beiming Zi echoed: "Come in."

Wuyou pushed open the door, and Beiming Zihan saw him holding a plate of chicken legs: "... When did my appetite become so small?"

But when I saw the evasive look in Wu You's eyes, I understood that he realized his mistake.

Wuyou held the chicken leg and sat cross-legged in front of Beiming Zihan, who was sitting by the edge of the bed. He said, "...I... I brought you something to eat..." Oh my goodness! I don't know how to apologize.

"Gugu gugu, Wu You's stomach growled... In fact, he hadn't eaten anything just now, afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist devouring the chicken leg. Now, his rumbling belly embarrassed him, secretly eyeing the chicken leg while drooling."

Beiming Zihan still felt a slight pleasure deep down in his heart. Just a little bit. That naughty child was causing a scene earlier, and now he has given him his favorite chicken leg.

Beiming Zihan reached out and picked up the child, walking over to the table. Wuyou quickly protected the chicken leg, thinking that it would be fine if he himself got hurt, but it wouldn't be good if the chicken leg fell!

He instructed Little Li, who had been waiting outside, "Bring out another dish."

Xiao Li: "Yes."

Beiming Zihan held a chicken leg and tempted Wuyou, saying, "Do you want to eat it?"

For some reason, the exceptionally cold and aloof Nemozi Han, a snake spirit with unparalleled madness, wanted to play with this child at this moment.

Wuyou intentionally averted his gaze from the chicken leg in his hand and said, "This is for you..." In his mind, he repeated with determination, "Even if his hands are beautiful and clean, I still find it repulsive! I find it repulsive! I find it repulsive!"

Beiming Zihan said again, "There are several more. This one is for you. You don't want any of them? If you don't want them, I might not be able to eat all of them and will have to throw them away..."

Threw it away! How can I do such a sinful thing? Wuyou opened his mouth and bit him fearfully, as if afraid that he would run away. Both of his little paws grabbed onto his big palm and wrist.

What is rejection? It was long ago cast aside and forgotten.

Beiming Zihan deliberately held the chicken leg a little further away, while Wuyou didn't notice at all and eagerly approached him, quickly nibbling on the chicken leg like a little puppy in his arms.

Wuyou's skill of devouring chicken legs was honed through practice. In the past, he really enjoyed eating them in the modern world. Just now, Beiming Zihan mentioned that Wuyou only had one chicken leg, and he guaranteed that every last bit of flesh and bone had been completely clean.

Wuyou held the bone and spat it out to the side. He carefully licked his fingers, which had just touched the chicken leg, swirling his tongue around them several times before reluctantly pulling it out of his mouth.

A shiver ran through Beiming Zihan's heart, his tongue felt weak, and he couldn't help but reach out and brush it twice. In a strange state, he picked up another chicken leg.

Now Wuyou could not refuse anymore. Since the other party gave it to him, he couldn't let it go to waste. Besides, he couldn't resist the taste of chicken legs himself.

Then, she slowly started using her small tongue to coil around his fingertips.

When Xiao Li came and saw this scene, she couldn't help but stand there stunned. Then she quickly reacted and served the dishes, silently thinking in her heart: Could it be that the master is treating the young master so well because he is raising a concubine's child?

The entire plate of chicken legs was finished by Beiming Zihan before he could even trick the child into eating. Carefree, he hugged the child without any ulterior motive, his fingers not letting go, making smacking sounds, truly delicious.