Chapter 97: The Peach Blossom Immortal in Peach Blossom Nook
Chapter 97: The Peach Blossom Immortal in Peach Blossom Nook
Mu Chuntao walked over gracefully and placed the fruit plate with peaches on the coffee table next to the sofa.
The peaches were high-quality White Flower peaches, white with a tinge of red, and they looked very delicious.
But how could Li Zian be in the mood to eat peaches? The peaches he wanted to eat were not the ones on the fruit plate. What frustrated him even more was that the fruit plate Mu Chuntao brought out happened to contain exactly eight peaches, matching the number he had earlier said he wanted to eat.
Was this Foresight again?
This Foresight was really strange.
Mu Chuntao picked up a peach from the fruit plate and handed it to Li Zian. Smiling brightly, she said, “Eat up, this is the best White Flower peach, very sweet.”
Li Zian did not move. He looked at her speechlessly, thinking to himself, “If I just pounce on her, will she get mad?”
“If you don’t eat, I will.” Mu Chuntao took a bite of the peach and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
Just as Li Zian had decided to pounce, she was gone again. A surge of energy pent up inside him, and he felt as though a cat’s claw was scratching at his heart—unbearably uncomfortable.
Mu Chuntao reached out and closed the curtains. The light in the room instantly dimmed, yet there was an added indescribable atmosphere.
Li Zian smiled. If she only intended to feed him peaches from the fruit plate, why would she close the curtains? She must have other peaches for him to eat.
Mu Chuntao turned back and took a small bite of the peach. Smiling, she said, “Don’t just watch me eat—you take a bite too.”
She brought the peach she had just bitten to Li Zian’s lips. A trace of red lipstick was smeared on the peach.
Li Zian didn’t mind. He opened his mouth and took a small bite.
The peach was indeed very sweet.
Mu Chuntao’s Peach Blossom Face was filled with a sweet smile. “So silly—if I tell you to eat, you just eat. I spit on it earlier.”
Li Zian grabbed her and said with a laugh, “Then I’ll give it back to you. You can’t run away!”
Mu Chuntao didn’t struggle even a bit, but she was as nervous as a rabbit held in someone’s arms. Her body trembled slightly, and her voice trembled too. “W-What are you doing?”
A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Li Zian’s mouth. “What do you think?”
Mu Chuntao shook her head repeatedly. “No, no.”
Li Zian whispered softly in her ear, “Let’s eat the peach together.”
The warmth of his breath entered her ear, and the base of Mu Chuntao’s ears immediately turned red. Li Zian’s voice seemed to carry a magical power. She nodded, then shook her head again.
She had just that little bit of restraint left.
Were you going to take even that away?
Li Zian looked at her. That Peach Blossom Face captivated him, and he leaned in little by little.
Whether from nervousness or something else, Mu Chuntao tilted her neck back and let out another string of words: “No, no.”
Li Zian said shamelessly, “Believe me, you definitely want this.”
“Pfft, you’re lying.”
“Really, I’m not lying. If you don’t believe me, look at your own heart.”
“How can I see my own… Ahh!”
Thump!
Losing their balance, the two of them fell to the ground.
The Camel’s Foot Arch appeared without warning.
Li Zian’s eyes instantly ignited with two flames. At that point, how could he still care whether the peaches were wanted or not…
In the hallway, a hotel security guard walked along the corridor.
He was a very young guard, his uniform still new—likely a new employee who had just completed training and started working. As he walked, he looked around, probably checking if the cleaning was done properly or if any guest rooms were left unlocked. Passing by one door, he suddenly heard some noise from inside. He stopped and turned his gaze to the door.
Squeak, squeak, squeak…
The young guard looked puzzled. At his age, he was filled with curiosity, so he didn’t leave. He stood quietly by the door, listening.
After a minute, the strange noise stopped. He had no idea what had made the sound.
Just as the young guard was about to leave, a man’s voice suddenly came from inside the room.
“I… Sorry about that.”
The young guard was a bit puzzled. What had the man inside done to be sorry about?
Then he heard a woman’s voice.
“You were already amazing—you finished a peach in just one minute.”
The young guard suddenly understood. So the squeaking sound earlier was from eating a peach. But he had also finished a peach in a minute before—what was so amazing about that?
“I haven’t eaten a peach in many years, so I was a bit… a bit hasty,” the man’s voice said.
The young guard felt disdainful. How poor must that man be to not have eaten a peach in years? Even someone like him, working as a security guard, could buy fruit every now and then.
“No rush, no rush. Do you want to eat another one?” the woman’s voice said.
“Mm, then I’ll have another one,” the woman’s voice said.
Squeak, squeak, squeak…
The young guard made a disgusted face. He couldn’t help but picture some man with an awful eating manner. Had that guy not eaten a peach in eight lifetimes? It was just a peach—how could he make so much noise eating it?
Two minutes later, the sound stopped again.
The peach-eating man seemed to have choked and made a strange sound. The woman seemed frightened, let out a gasp, “Ah!”
“I’m sorry…” The man’s voice carried a hint of self-blame and guilt.
The young guard shook his head, his face full of scorn. It was just eating a peach—why make such a big deal out of it?
“This is pretty much your first time eating a peach. You were so hungry—it’s normal to be a bit hasty,” the woman’s voice said.
The young guard felt even more contempt for that man. Even if he was poor and hadn’t eaten peaches, there was no need to choke himself in his hurry.
Just as he felt bored and was about to leave, the squeaking sound came from the room again. Curious, he wondered how long it would take that poor guy to finish one peach this time.
The woman seemed to be encouraging the man, even clapping for him.
The young guard glanced at the watch on his wrist. Maybe out of sheer boredom, he actually started timing it.
This time, the poor guy in the room took five minutes to finish one peach.
The young guard smiled. He guessed the poor guy inside was probably too full; otherwise, why would it take five minutes to eat one peach?
After a few seconds of silence, voices came from the room again.
“See, you ate this peach really well,” the woman’s voice said, sounding very gentle.
“Really. I want to eat another one,” the poor guy’s voice said.
The young guard looked disgusted. He despised the poor guy in the room more and more—eating one after another, like he hadn’t had peaches in eight lifetimes.
“You’ve eaten three in one go already. Can you still eat?” the gentle woman’s voice was full of surprise.
“Of course. I’m not even full yet,” the poor guy’s voice said.
“You… You really want to eat eight?” the gentle woman’s voice said.
“Are eight a lot? I don’t think so. I think I can handle it.”
“You really are…” The woman’s voice became indistinct, unclear.
The young guard pressed his ear to the door but heard only chaotic noises—someone clapping, the faucet seemed left on, and people talking. He wondered, was that poor guy showing off some martial arts skill in his peach-eating technique?
Truly bored, the young guard timed it again. This time, the poor guy in the room took ten minutes to finish one peach.
“Peach, I still want to eat peaches,” the man’s voice in the room said.
“Ah? You… You don’t even need to catch your breath?” the gentle woman’s voice said.
“Nope.”
“Oh my goodness…”
The young guard sighed softly. He genuinely looked down on that poor guy in the room. Was he a starving ghost in his past life, eating one after another without worrying about overeating?
The sound of crunchy peach chewing came from the room again, but the young guard had lost interest in listening further. He left the door, but before going, he glanced at the room number and memorized it. He didn’t know why he did it.
The young guard continued walking down the hallway. He reached the end without finding any issues, then turned back and headed toward the elevator lobby. Passing that door, the poor guy inside was still eating peaches. He snorted contemptuously and walked straight past. When he reached the elevator lobby, he took the elevator downstairs.
Three hours later, it was time for inspection again. The young guard took the elevator back to this floor and walked along the corridor, looking around as he went.
Before he knew it, he arrived at that room’s door again. The young guard seemed to remember something, stopped, and looked at the door.
The room was quiet; no sounds came from inside.
The young guard laughed at himself. Even if someone was a starving ghost reincarnated, wouldn’t they stay in a hotel room eating peaches for half the day? Leaving aside whether they’d get diarrhea, how could anyone have that big of an appetite?
Who would have thought, just as the young guard was thinking this, the sound of munching on peaches came from the room again.
The young guard was stunned.
Whether the poor guy inside was a starving ghost or not, his appetite alone was enough to make one admire him. The world truly had all sorts of wonders—someone who could eat that many peaches.
The young guard continued forward. After finishing his inspection, he took the stairs up one floor and started checking there. More than half an hour later, he came back down the stairs to this floor and stopped again at that room’s door.
He refused to believe that poor guy was still eating peaches.
The room was silent.
The young guard breathed a sigh of relief. He was genuinely worried that the poor guy might have some problem from overeating, which could cause trouble for the hotel.
Right at that moment, the door suddenly opened. A tall young man and a beautiful woman walked out of the room. The young guard was slightly stunned—he had imagined a burly, bearded poor guy, but this man was a Handsome Guy, with a face and physique that even he, a man, found attractive. The woman was also beautiful, with a Peach Blossom Face white with a tinge of red and a nice figure. He was only around 1.7 meters tall, but with her high heels, she was even taller than him as she walked past.
It was just that the woman with the Peach Blossom Face walked a bit strangely, giving off an unnatural feeling.
The Handsome Guy closed the door behind him, glanced at the young guard with a nervous expression, and hurried away with the Peach Blossom Face woman.
The more the young guard thought about it, the more something felt off. He then took out the universal key card provided to security and opened the room door to go inside and check.
The bed was messy, the blanket had fallen to the floor, and the air held the lingering scent of perfume and something else he couldn’t quite describe.
Then, his gaze fell on the coffee table beside the sofa.
On the coffee table was a fruit plate with several peaches inside. One of them even had a few bites taken out of it.
The young guard was stunned for a long while before finally blurting out, “How strange—weren’t they eating peaches? Why are there so many left?”
So weird.