Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

"I don't have any weapons; I usually use a short knife for chopping wood."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Weimo demonstrated to Sang Yu how the short knife could extend and retract freely in his hand.

He moved with agility, his long, dark hair fluttering in the wind, exuding the air of a chivalrous hero.

"it is good."

Sang Yu applauded Chu Weimo in support, which made Chu Weimo scratch his head shyly after sheathing his dagger.

Chu Weimo followed his father to the mountains to chop firewood from a young age and basically had no contact with women.

Sang Yu was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

When she smiled, she had two sweet dimples on her face.

With just a simple "okay," Chu Weimo felt as if she were immersed in a honey pot, feeling sweet and content.

If Xu Yun really cannot be with Miss Sang, he is willing.

He is much better than Shen Lanqing.

Chu Weimo's ears turned red as she thought about this.

Sang Yu was a skilled conversationalist, and the topics she chose were all things Chu Weimo liked. Moreover, she could answer questions about martial arts fluently.

Chu Weimo immediately felt that he had found a kindred spirit.

He had no desire for Sangyu, only pure appreciation and fondness.

"What do you like to eat?"

Sang Yu and Chu Weimo went out to buy groceries, and she casually asked a question.

"I don't have any particular favorites, I just eat whatever's available."

Chu Weimo was engrossed in practicing martial arts and didn't care much about food. He was used to eating the communal meals cooked in the kitchen.

When you're out and about, it's easy to eat steamed buns or mantou.

"Let's go out today, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Sang Yu asked the people at the foot of the mountain for directions and chose a relatively authentic restaurant to take Chu Weimo to eat.

"Bring one of each of our signature dishes."

"Wouldn't it be bad if we went back too late?"

How could it be bad? It's absolutely wonderful!

"It'll be too late to have a meal."

"If you're worried about it being too late, you can pack it up and take it home to eat."

If it were Shen Lanqing speaking, Sang Yu would definitely have deliberately made things difficult for her. But Chu Weimo was too naive and not her target, so Sang Yu naturally wouldn't make things too difficult for him.

"Then let's eat here."

Chu Weimo liked Sang Yu very much, and he secretly wanted to spend more time with her.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah, it's delicious."

Chu Weimo has an arrogant and unruly face, but in private he is an innocent and obedient puppy.

"This is yam and beef soup."

"The soup is fresh and delicious, the beef is tender, and the flavor is refreshing and rich."

Sang Yu served Chu Weimo a bowl of soup and placed it in front of him.

Chu Weimo kept glancing at Sang Yu out of the corner of his eye. He knew it was impolite, but he just didn't dare to meet her gaze.

"Thank you."

Chu Weimo has never been interested in women, feeling that anything else would affect the speed at which he draws his sword.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly felt that there was someone beside him who cared about his well-being.

It seems pretty good.

After the meal, Sang Yu and Chu Weimo bought groceries and a lot of delicious pastries to take back with them.

"Okay, let's go back."

As dusk fell, Sang Yu thought that it wouldn't be too late to rush back now.

"We can get back before sunset."

Sang Yu still remembered Chu Weimo's request and didn't want to put him in a difficult position.

"Miss Sang."

Chu Weimo, carrying several bags, called out to Sang Yu from behind.

"what happened?"

Sang Yu turned to look at Chu Weimo and found him looking at her with eager eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"If Miss Sang must ultimately choose one of the three of us..."

"Can you choose me?"

Chu Weimo mustered her courage and spoke her mind. Her eyes immediately lowered, avoiding Sang Yu's gaze.

"No."

Sang Yu's refusal was swift and straightforward.

Chu Weimo's hand holding the item trembled slightly.

"You are very good, but the person I like is Xu Yun."

"It's just that he can't like me."

Chu Weimo slowly raised his head, caught in a dilemma. He had acted impulsively just now.

He wasn't quite sure whether his feelings for Sang Yu at this moment could be considered love.

All he knew was that he liked being with Sang Yu.

That kind of joy was unprecedented.

Miss Sang was very beautiful. From the first moment Chu Weimo saw her, his heart was pounding.

"I can help you."

Chu Weimo pondered for a moment, then spoke solemnly.

"If you need someone to act with you, I'm willing to do it."

"Absolute obedience."

The young man in black robes had a graceful figure, with a beauty mark at the corner of his eye that slightly lifted, making him beautiful and alluring.

"Thank you."

Sang Yu did not refuse Chu Weimo again. When someone chooses to back down, you should leave them a way out.

This way, you won't fall into paranoia.

"Then let's go home."

Chu Weimo was easily satisfied; when he smiled, his eyes curved like crescent moons shimmering with white light. The bags and packages in his hands trembled with each step he took towards Sangyu.

It turns out he has a small canine tooth on his right side, which looks cute and adorable.

When the two returned to the temple, the people inside were having their evening meal.

"These are pastries I brought for you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Weimo immediately handed them the pastries he was holding.

"I'm a little tired, I'm going back to rest now."

From beginning to end, she never once looked directly at Master Xuyun.

In her fantasy world, she seduces others relentlessly; in reality, she is utterly indifferent.

The extreme contrast between hot and cold was what shattered Master Xuyun's proud rationality.

It drove him crazy and made him lose control.

Master Xuyun kept his head down, eating his vegetarian food in silence. His movements were very stiff and seemed unnatural.

It's like someone who clearly cares about something but pretends not to care at all.

As soon as Sang Yu left, Shen Lanqing started teasing Chu Weimo, still holding a grudge from that morning.

"Oh, you've already eaten out."

"Tsk tsk, look at how worthless Chu Weimo is."

Chu Weimo was in a good mood, and he couldn't stop smiling. He put the things he was carrying on the table, casually pulled up a chair, and sat down.

"What did you eat?"

Wu Shiyun also became curious. When he saw Chu Weimo before, the kid was always arrogant, acting like he was the best in the world.

As a result, after going out with Miss Sang, that cheap smile never stopped.

"There's lots of delicious food."

Chu Weimo didn't want to share this with anyone; it was a secret between him and Sang Yu.

"Haha."

Shen Lanqing, always eager for a good show, couldn't help but laugh out loud. He glanced at Master Xuyun, who had already put down his chopsticks.

Hahaha, you can't keep up the act anymore, can you?

Deserve it.

He's asking for trouble!

"Yo yo." Shen Lanqing wanted to say something witty and tease Chu Weimo.

However, Master Xuyun's aura was too strong, and a cold and gloomy feeling swept over him, so he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"You wouldn't happen to have fallen for Miss Sang, would you?"

Chu Weimo uses all his emotional intelligence on martial arts training, making him rather slow-witted and not good at perceiving the atmosphere around him.

Yes, I like her.