Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 41 - Can't you be a bit more magnanimous? (2)
Bei Nuan was using one hand to hold the bowl and the other hand to hold the spoon. She wished she could grow a third hand to pat her clever head.
Lu Xingchi looked back at them. His cold gaze fell on the spoon that Bei Nuan was using to feed Jiang Fei. He suddenly remarked in an icy tone, "Does a head injury disable your hands?"
Jiang Fei was startled for a moment. Soon after, he struggled to sit up. And yet, despite a seemingly strenuous effort, he was unable to do so. With a pure face and an apologetic tone, Jiang Fei said, "I'm a bit weak. It's my fault. I'll do it myself."
"Do it yourself?" Bei Nuan pressed him down. "Just lie down. I'll feed you."
Jiang Fei obediently fell back onto the back seat. He warmly smiled at Bei Nuan. "Then I'll have to trouble you."
"It's not a big deal." Bei Nuan scooped up another spoonful of congee and brought it to his mouth.
Lu Xingchi stared at Jiang Fei.
Jiang Fei leaned forward a bit and opened his mouth to the spoon. He held the spoon in his mouth, looked up at Lu Xingchi, and gave him a very sincere smile.
Lu Xingchi's expression didn't change. He turned his head back and continued fiddling with his crossbow.
Losing out on the congee, Du Ruo sulkily reached for the bag of braised eggs.
Bei Nuan grabbed the bag first with a swish. There was only one braised egg left in the bag.
Bei Nuan tore off the wrapping and brought the last precious braised egg to Jiang Fei. "Do you want to eat some?"
This time, Jiang Fei looked at Du Ruo first and shook his head. "I'm full. Give it to him."
"He has other stuff to eat. You should eat this. ”Bei Nuan pressed the egg against the beautiful curve of his lips.
Jiang Fei silently stared at her. He placed his hand on hers and gently bit off a bit of the egg white.
Du Ruo looked like an angry emoticon. "This kind of braised egg is so hard. Can he eat it? Can he digest it?"
"But eggs are nutritious. Look, he's so pitiful. Once again, Bei Nuan repeated her lines, "Can't you be a bit more magnanimous? "
Du Ruo: "..."
The jeep abruptly shook.
Without saying a word, Lu Xingchi started the car and hit the accelerator. The car rushed towards the road like a shot arrow.
The scenery on both sides of the car passed by quickly. Bei Nuan lost her grip on the braised egg, and it flew forward.
Jiang Fei almost fell off the back seat. He hastily stretched out his hand - that had been too weak to hold a spoon - against the back of the front seat for support. It was only then that he stopped falling forward.
In the past two days, Bei Nuan had already fully understood why the novel's title was A Hurricane-esque Apocalypse. It was because Lu Xingchi drove his jeep fast and wild. The road conditions in the apocalypse were complicated, but he could easily pass through areas that other people couldn't pass by barreling straight through it. He drove right through groups of zombies without any hesitation.
The only weird thing was that nothing was going on today. This was his first time showing his crazy driving for no reason.
Du Ruo had found his confidant. He asked Lu Xingchi, "Even you can't stand it right? She's too much, right?"
In any case, she was 2 out of 5 in completion for her Holy Mother's voice task.
Taking food from a tiger can only be done two times. If she did it a third time, Du Ruo would really go crazy.
Bei Nuan dug through her pocket space. "Du Ruo, I didn't let you eat the last egg because I wanted you to have room in your stomach for something else. Look! Ding ding! Braised chicken leg!"
"Can't you be a bit more magnanimous? " Hearing those words really was very annoying, so Bei Nuan stuffed the bag of vacuum-sealed braised chicken legs over to Du Ruo. "Here. Aren't these better than braised eggs?"
The braised chicken legs were big and fragrant. Indeed, they were much better than braised eggs and instantly soothed Du Ruo's sad heart.
Du Ruo gnawed the big chicken leg. "That's more like it. Bei Nuan, I think I can love you again."
Lu Xingchi coldly interjected, "Love? That's all it takes? You should go marry a chef then."
The big boss had entered an indiscriminate attack mode. Why was he so unhappy? Bei Nuan thought this was strange. She had clearly only teased Du Ruo and hadn't dared to provoke Lu Xingchi. How did she end up ruffling his feathers?