When demons devour their prey, they usually start from the heart.
So Baili Jia Jue held Helian Wei Wei’s soft spot involuntarily. “My master, are you sure you don’t need my body to help you keep warm?”
“No,” Helian Wei Wei pushed him away, her eyes full of determination. “If you really don’t have anything to do, go and fry me a steak.”
“Steak?” Baili Jia Jue snorted in contempt, “Human food.”
Helian Wei Wei raised her eyebrows. “That means you know how to cook it?”
“No,” Baili Jia Jue replied faintly.
Helian Wei Wei uttered, “Oh, then, today’s order would be helping me to fry a steak while I watch you by the side.”
Baili Jia Jue laughed. “My master, are you sure you want to waste your order on something as trivial as this?”
“This is very important to me.” Looking at his arrogant face, Helian Wei Wei’s heart turned as soft as cotton candy. She turned over her head and kissed the back of his hand. “I haven’t tried your cooking before.”
As a demon, Baili Jia Jue could not reject his master’s request. He smiled and spoke in his attractive, magnetic voice, “As you wish, my master.”
Of course, Baili Jia Jue would do everything perfectly.
The steak was a ready-made one. Removing the plastic packaging, putting the steak onto the frying pan with some oil, and that would basically make a good steak.
Baili Jia Jue came over with a plate, just like how Helian Wei Wei served him breakfast previously, this time he also poured out the milk for her.
They did not have a complete cutlery set, so Helian Wei Wei disregarded the tedious details. She repeatedly ate a mouthful of meat followed by a sip of milk. However, she was eating quite slowly because she actually did not have a good appetite. Eating steak when she was just recovering from sickness was clearly not the best choice, but she just wanted to make use of this to replenish her energy. She had some fruits after forcing herself to eat a few more bites.
Baili Jia Jue watched her. He knitted his eyebrows and suddenly kept the plates away. He threw all the meat into the plastic bag and pulled out a piece of tissue to wipe his fingers. “Don’t force yourself to eat if you don’t want to eat. Don’t you know what food is good for sick humans?”
Helian Wei Wei came to a halt. She did not think that far as it seemed impossible to ask His Highness, who did not know how to cook, to boil soup for her, right?
However, the ingredients were available. The radishes and chicken were wrapped nicely and could last through the cold.
“What else is inside the boxes you brought?” Baili Jia Jue spoke lightly. “Since you planned to stay here for seven days, there should be more than just these pieces of meat.”
Helian Wei Wei laid her eyes on him as he spoke, then she started to go through the boxes. Just then, she finally came to a realization of the reason behind the mess in the tent…
It was a wonderful thing to watch people like Baili Jia Jue cook from the side.
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Although a bloodthirsty glow was still flashing in his eyes, his long and straight silhouette brought comfort to others.
A demon’s tongue seemed to be less sensitive to human food, so Baili Jia Jue could not taste the saltiness of the soup. After cooking for a while, he used a spoon to scoop out a little for Helian Wei Wei to taste.
It appeared as though he was taking it very seriously.
Helian Wei Wei never doubted that His Highness was a decent man.
Even if he became a demon and everything that he had done was to devour her well.
However, watching Baili Jia Jue frowning in the direction of the flame, Helian Wei Wei swiftly fell into her dreamland.
After so much trouble, when the fire was finally turned off, the person who needed the soup sat there and fell asleep.
Baili Jia Jue stopped everything, he leaned down to look at Helian Wei Wei. Then, he slowly bent down, carried her and put her in the coffin. After that, he walked out of the tent…
At this time, a hiking team rested on the glacier leeward. Several hikers sat around the smokeless stove, heating some dehydrated beef to replenish their energy.
“Everyone, eat up quickly. After this meal, we will head to the east. Then, we can get to see the Tibetan antelopes drinking water.” Zha Xi was sitting by the fire. Not many people dared to be a guide in Hoh Xil as it was wild land.
A mountaineer adjusted his camera without lifting his head as he uttered, “I have checked out the east, and it’s nothing special. The scenery is very similar to the way we walked all the way. I want to go to the west, toward the snow mountains. I heard that there is a place where we can see the glacier and Mount Everest. Zha Xi, take us to the west.”
“Yes, Zha Xi, head to the west. We want to get closer and see the snow mountains.” The person who mentioned this was a female hiker. She was well dressed, wearing a visor on her head. She took a few breaths. “Rest assured that we are all scientific individuals so we will not do anything that would harm ourselves.”
The commissioner also turned around and chimed in, “If it doesn’t work, we can add money. This time we are here to understand Hoh Xil better. If we don’t investigate the snow mountain and the glacier, we will have gaps in our data. We are now working on the Tibetan Project. Zha Xi, I hope you can support this work.”
“I’m very sorry, my honorable guests,” Zha Xi spoke in Tibetan. He suddenly realized that it was strange, so he switched to Mandarin, “We have our own rules. Allah told us that when walking in Hoh Xil, the strictest taboo is to approach the snow mountain. This is not a money issue. I have brought you all here, and I will take everyone back safely, as I had promised my boss that I won’t go near to the west during this period, so I’m really sorry.”
The female hiker wore a telescope around her neck. She lifted it up and laughed. “Zha Xi, everything can be discussed. If you think our price is too low, we can raise it. Stop telling us the story of Allah. If the snow mountain is really dangerous, there won’t be a tent. Obviously, someone must be over there.”
“Is there a tent beside a snow mountain?” The commissioner was excited. He raised his telescope and looked in the direction pointed out by the female hiker. “How is that possible? Is there really a tent? Who is living there? Are they local Tibetans? Didn’t you say that this is no man’s land, without signal and inhabitants?”
When everyone wanted to take a look, Zha Xi knocked down the telescope in the commissioner’s hand.
“What are you doing!” The commissioner jumped up as if stung by a bee. “Zha Xi, do you know how expensive this thing is!”
Zha Xi ignored his words and refused their sightseeing. “We can’t go to the west of the snow mountain. We will return in the same way now, and we will not go any further.”
Upon hearing this, there was an uproar.
The commissioner sneered, “Why should we return in the same way? We insist on going to the snow mountain and seeing it!”
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