I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 46

The method for making the cake, in Mo Xiao’s view, was very simple. After purchasing the raw ingredients, there was no need to return to the inn; finding an open space and casting a barrier over the two of them would suffice.

Zuo Wuyi sat cross-legged on a cushion Mo Xiao took out. Before her was a small, low table, one meter wide and long. Closer to her side were some sweet pastries they had picked up along the way.

Mo Xiao sat cross-legged opposite Zuo Wuyi. Laid out before her were the freshly bought ingredients and some utensils.

Flour, milk, sugar, and eggs, plus Mo Xiao’s somewhat clumsy small fire-element spell, resulted in a freshly baked cake base that was vaguely heart-shaped.

Egg whites and sugar—a large basin of cream was also whipped up through Mo Xiao’s efforts and then evenly spread over the cake base.

Looking at the extremely simple cake, Mo Xiao took out a jade box from her spatial storage, opened it, and retrieved the spiritual fruits stored inside, placing them on top as decoration.

“Here you go,” Mo Xiao carefully placed the plate with the cake in front of Zuo Wuyi.

Zuo Wuyi blinked, propped her chin on one hand, and tilted her head, looking at Mo Xiao. “That’s it?”

Mo Xiao thought for a moment. “Should I go buy a candle and light it?”

“…” Zuo Wuyi couldn’t help twitching her mouth. It wasn’t her birthday today, so why buy a candle? “I mean, there are no utensils.”

“Ah… I think I forgot to buy them,” Mo Xiao frowned, and made a gesture as if to leave the barrier. “I’ll go buy some; I’ll be back very soon.”

“No need, sit down,” Zuo Wuyi said, shifting over and reserving half the space for Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao paused, then lifted her robe and sat cross-legged to Zuo Wuyi’s right.

“If there are no utensils, you can just feed me,” Zuo Wuyi adjusted her posture and leaned against Mo Xiao’s shoulder.

How can I feed her without utensils? Mo Xiao looked awkwardly at the cake on the plate. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the entire plate and held it in front of Zuo Wuyi.

“My mouth isn’t that big, I think,” Zuo Wuyi said, glancing at Mo Xiao’s free hand, using her eyes to signal how she should be fed.

My hand? The expression on Mo Xiao’s face became slightly odd. She looked at Zuo Wuyi with uncertainty, raising her hand to gesture at it.

“Yes, that’s it, feed me,” Zuo Wuyi confirmed Mo Xiao’s guess.

Mo Xiao looked at her hand, then at the cake she was holding. After a brief internal struggle, she set the plate down on the table, took out a clean handkerchief, and vigorously wiped her hand, finally casting several cleansing spells on her hand for good measure.

Zuo Wuyi was patient; she simply watched Mo Xiao fuss. After cleaning her hand, Mo Xiao took out a short knife and repeated the cleansing process.

She watched Mo Xiao solemnly use the knife to separate a portion of the cake, finally picking up a piece carefully with her hand and presenting it to Zuo Wuyi’s mouth.

Zuo Wuyi opened her mouth, letting out an “awoo” as she ate the entire piece of cake, intentionally catching Mo Xiao’s finger and holding on.

Mo Xiao frowned slightly. She had been very serious when spreading the cream, coating every edge and corner with a thick layer. This meant that when she picked up the cake, her fingertip was almost entirely wrapped in cream.

And now, Zuo Wuyi had eaten the entire piece of cake in one bite, which was tantamount to holding Mo Xiao’s fingertip in her mouth. She could even feel Zuo Wuyi’s tongue occasionally brushing against her fingertip.

“It’s dirty. Let go,” Mo Xiao’s brow furrowed. She felt this development was not quite right.

Zuo Wuyi mumbled a sound, playfully bit Mo Xiao’s hand, and hearing her sharp intake of breath, quickly let go.

“I just wanted to speak, I didn’t have any other intentions,” Zuo Wuyi opened her mouth and completely absolved herself of responsibility.

Mo Xiao frowned, looking at her surprisingly clean hand, finding it difficult to decide whether to clean it again or not.

“Do you want more?” In the end, Mo Xiao reluctantly accepted it, trying hard to suppress the strange, inappropriate thoughts bubbling up in her mind.

“Yes, I want to finish it all!” Zuo Wuyi said. She didn’t need to maintain any particular figure now. She absolutely had to eat every last bit of the cake Mo Xiao made personally for her.

In this way, making the cake and feeding Zuo Wuyi took Mo Xiao a total of one hour.

Of course, feeding the cake was much more difficult than making it, and Mo Xiao spent exactly twice as much time on feeding as she did on baking.

After finishing the cake, Zuo Wuyi’s happiness level essentially hit saturation. She allowed Mo Xiao to hold her hand, and even as they wandered aimlessly through the streets, the smile on her lips did not fade.

Until…

“Martial Uncle Xuan Min,” Mo Xiao stopped, greeting him with her usual tone.

Xuan Min ignored Mo Xiao. His gaze first landed on Zuo Wuyi’s face, and then slid down to their clasped hands.

“In a good mood?” Xuan Min directed the question at Zuo Wuyi.

Remembering her Master’s instructions, Zuo Wuyi did not immediately show her displeasure but maintained her composure. “It’s alright.”

“Aren’t you Senior Sister’s good disciple?” Xuan Min chuckled lightly. “Why aren’t you thinking of helping her solve her troubles?”

“If something is bothering Master, it’s highly likely I wouldn’t be able to help either,” Zuo Wuyi refused to take Xuan Min’s bait. “All I can do is be Master’s obedient disciple, listen to her, and avoid conflict with unrelated people.”

Clearly, the “unrelated person” in Zuo Wuyi’s words was the Xuan Min standing before them.

Xuan Min’s eyelid twitched, and then he laughed again. “Since you think that way, I won’t say anything more. I just hope you won’t regret it.”

Having said that, Xuan Min walked straight past, almost brushing against Zuo Wuyi’s shoulder as he left.

Zuo Wuyi did not turn her head. She simply pulled Mo Xiao and walked in the opposite direction from where Xuan Min had gone, as if nothing had happened.

“That kind of low-level rhetoric, he clearly wants me to overthink things and eventually break down and go looking for him,” Zuo Wuyi couldn’t help complaining once they were far away.

“Does Xuan Min really think I’m an idiot? Even if something was genuinely wrong with Master, wouldn’t I ask Master herself? Why would I go around asking him only to get information that might be false?”

Evidently, the encounter with Xuan Min had significantly diminished Zuo Wuyi’s happiness level, practically cutting it in half.

Mo Xiao smoothly pulled out a small biscuit she had made earlier and offered it to Zuo Wuyi’s mouth.

Zuo Wuyi glanced down, then took a bite with an “awoo,” intending to repeat her previous trick. Unfortunately, Mo Xiao was quick this time. The moment Zuo Wuyi opened her mouth to bite, Mo Xiao swiftly retracted her finger.

“Since you figured it out, then you don’t have to pay attention to Xuan Min’s words,” Mo Xiao said. “If you’re worried, should we go ask Master when we get back today?”

Zuo Wuyi puffed out her cheeks. The sweet biscuit greatly soothed her mood.

“Mhm. Anyway, Eldest Senior Sister is also living with Master now. If Master has any problems, Eldest Senior Sister will definitely know,” Zuo Wuyi said, her speech slightly unclear because her mouth was full of biscuit.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao picked up a waterskin made from monster hide. After handing it to Zuo Wuyi’s mouth, she tilted it slightly upward to make it easier for her to drink.

After eating and drinking her fill, Zuo Wuyi’s mood largely recovered, and the signs of unhappiness on her face completely disappeared.

Taking advantage of the absence of bystanders, she tilted her head and kissed Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao remained composed. It was just a public kiss; after a few times, one gets used to it. Apart from a slight upward curve at the corner of her mouth, she showed no other reaction.

The reason was none other than habit.

It was only when the sky began to darken that Mo Xiao brought Zuo Wuyi back. To soothe her fluctuating emotions, Mo Xiao had bought a basket full of candy and sweets.

Returning to the temporary inn, Mo Xiao and Zuo Wuyi walked to their Master’s room door and raised a hand, intending to knock.

“Master, do you want to bathe together?” Just as Mo Xiao’s hand was about to strike, a very soft voice drifted out from inside the room, instantly halting her motion.

Logically, Mo Xiao should not have heard this sentence, as her spiritual sense was not covering her Master’s room.

But now she had heard it, which meant only one thing: Yun Yu’s voice was not soft, and they had not set up a sound-isolating barrier!

The sound Mo Xiao could hear, Zuo Wuyi could also hear.

However, Zuo Wuyi had not witnessed the scene where Yun Yu cornered Xuan Shuang, so she was only surprised and didn’t jump to the same conclusions as Mo Xiao.

Zuo Wuyi nudged Mo Xiao’s shoulder, using her eyes to ask if they should leave now and try again tomorrow.

Mo Xiao nodded. Clearly, now was not a good opportunity; Master and Eldest Senior Sister were doing something inside.

Just as Zuo Wuyi and Mo Xiao quietly tiptoed away, Xuan Shuang and Yun Yu inside the room were staring at each other with awkward yet polite expressions.

The atmosphere inside was not the ambiguous one Mo Xiao imagined; Yun Yu’s face showed mostly apology. “Master, this was a small mistake on my part. I didn’t realize it would crack after heating…”

Since successfully achieving co-sleeping with Xuan Shuang, Yun Yu had been very careful, mostly rejoicing secretly and rarely showing it externally.

Today, Yun Yu casually asked Xuan Shuang if she wanted something to eat and surprisingly received a positive answer. Yun Yu, recalling the scene of her Second Junior Sister feeding the Youngest Junior Sister, suddenly felt confident and went to cook personally.

And then… then an accident happened. Yun Yu’s meal was prepared under the guidance of a chef, which took a long time. By the time she brought it out, it was already cold.

Yun Yu, without thinking, directly used a spell to heat it. She unexpectedly cracked the ceramic pot holding the soup, and the liquid spilled onto both their clothes.

Xuan Shuang looked at the pale yellow stains on her clothes. “I’m going to change.”

“Aren’t you going to wash up?” Yun Yu asked subconsciously. Although a cleansing spell could solve the issue, it didn’t feel as clean as a bath.

Xuan Shuang did not speak. Instead, she gave Yun Yu a meaningful look, then turned and went into the inner room to change her clothes.

Yun Yu rubbed her nose. She truly just casually asked about bathing together. She swore to the heavens that she definitely had no ill intentions!