Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 204 Interstellar Wilderness Star Farmer 15

"I will return."

Dai Lixing held Ji Xiaosong's hand, his eyes full of seriousness.

"Okay."

Ji Xiaosong chuckled.

"What do you want to eat for lunch today? Order whatever you like, consider it a farewell meal for you."

Everything you make is delicious.

"Then let's cook everything from the garden. As for meat, I'll find some on the grassland. If you don't have anything else to do now, go pick and wash the fruits and vegetables you want to eat."

After assigning the tasks, Ji Xiaosong left the courtyard.

Once she was out of Dai Lixing's sight, she sat down on Rongrong's lap.

"Ah Song, when do you plan to erase Dai Lixing's memory?"

"Wait until the moment he leaves. Once he's far away from Varian, all his memories will be gone."

"What about the things he stored in the spatial lock? Will he remember you when he thinks of you later?"

"Of course he doesn't remember. I'll create some memories for him, and he shouldn't suspect anything then."

Ji Xiaosong was a little uncertain, but considering that she wouldn't be leaving Waxing for the time being, Dai Lixing probably wouldn't think of coming over.

When Ji Xiaosong arrived at the grassland, he happened to see several flocks of sheep. He randomly picked two large ones and dealt with them with a few bursts of spiritual energy.

"We're having roasted whole lamb for lunch today. I haven't had it in a long time, and I'm really craving it."

Ji Xiaosong and Rongrong chatted for a while and soon returned home.

As soon as she pushed open the gate, she saw the fruit trees that had been almost completely stripped bare, as well as the vegetables.

"Dai Lixing has transferred 100 million Star Coins to you."

This line appeared again in my Star Coin Savings Account: 100 million! How much can that buy?

Thinking about the agricultural robots at home, they are just very cheap products, costing only a little over a hundred star coins.

"Xiao Song, I want to buy all the fruits and vegetables here. I just took the liberty of transferring 100 million to you. If that's not enough, I'll add some other things. Is that alright?"

Ji Xiaosong looked at the fruit trees that had been stripped bare, her lips twitched, and her fingertips traced the crooked tomato vine.

Suddenly, the vines rustled softly, and the withered yellow leaves visibly turned green again, with a few bright red cherry tomatoes sprouting from the branches.

"Xiao Song, is this your spiritual power? Why is it so different?"

Dai Lixing had seen countless people project their spiritual energy, but he had never seen anyone like Ji Xiaosong.

"Perhaps it's because I live on Vastar, which is my territory, and I'm more familiar with it."

She didn't want to lie; she couldn't very well say that she was a plant spirit and that's why she could do this, could she?

Anyway, spiritual energy can be materialized. It's just like growing a plant. What's so strange about that?

Besides, Dai Lixing will soon forget her, so it doesn't matter how she acts in front of him.

"We're having roast whole lamb for lunch today. I've already prepared the lamb; you just need to set up the rack."

Dai Lixing quickly found a grill and set it up in the center of the courtyard. The moment the flames rose, the entire courtyard was enveloped in an amber glow.

What does roast whole lamb taste like?

"You'll see once you try it. Now I'll teach you how to bake it. Once you've learned, I'll have to make some desserts so that afternoon tea will be ready."

Ji Xiaosong picked up the earthenware jar, which was half the height of a person. The secret spices that had settled at the bottom of the jar gleamed with a dark red luster in the sunlight.

She placed Dai Lixing's fan-like hand directly on the sheep's belly: "Use the tiger's mouth to hold this spot, and use your knuckles to push and press."

The man's bronze hands contrasted sharply with the snow-white sheepskin, and as he moved his muscular arms, the spices gradually seeped into his muscles.

Dai Lixing suddenly groaned, his palms scalded red by the hot oil.

Ji Xiaosong grabbed a bottle of ice water from the side and threw it at them: "Splash it on your own hands!"

Without saying a word, he lifted the hem of his undershirt, revealing old scars on his eight-pack abs, and continued to massage them with seasoning.

The girl narrowed her eyes: "You've got guts."

The charcoal crackled, and sparks flew as the mutton fat dripped down.

Ji Xiaosong tossed him a jujube wood skewer that was half a meter long: "Put it through, make sure it's cool to the core."

Dai Lixing caught it with one hand, his arm muscles bulging, and the sharp wooden tip instantly pierced through the entire lamb leg.

As the grill spun and gleamed with an amber light, Ji Xiaosong suddenly ripped off her apron and flung it into the air.

As the fabric fluttered, she pulled a packet of silver powder from her pocket.

"Now is the time for me to add my secret seasoning."

Dai Lixing subconsciously stepped aside to block the grill, only to see the powder transform into pale blue flames in the heat, rising into the sky with the aroma of wine and meat.

"Taste it."

Ji Xiaosong handed over half a piece of crispy mutton tail fat.

Dai Lixing bit down directly with his teeth, and as the grease burst between his teeth, his Adam's apple bobbed as he let out a low sigh of admiration.

The girl suddenly pressed her sauce-covered finger against his lips: "Lick it clean."

The man raised an eyebrow, lowered his head, and used the tip of his tongue to swirl the sauce away, while lightly biting her fingertip.

"So, you haven't always been such a quiet person after all," Ji Xiaosong chuckled.

As the setting sun bathed the courtyard in a honey-colored glow, the aroma of roasted whole lamb, mingled with the scent of cumin, wafted over the wall.

Ji Xiaosong leaned against the grape trellis, watching Dai Lixing cut the last piece of lamb chop in half.

The man's fingertips were still slick with oil, gleaming faintly in the twilight.

"I've already eaten some, and I found that this is the most tender part of the lamb."

As he handed over the meat, a stream of data flashed on his mechanical watch.

Ji Xiaosong noticed that it was the countdown for the return flight, with three hours and seventeen minutes remaining.

"Thanks."

When she took the lamb chop, there was a fleeting look of melancholy in her eyes.

The charcoal fire suddenly popped, and sparks landed on Dai Lixing's hand.

This time he didn't say anything, but just stared at the grass seeds stuck to the ends of Ji Xiaosong's hair.

Tiny seeds were sprouting in the twilight, and tender green tendrils entwined around her hair.

"It is going to rain."

Ji Xiaosong looked up at the leaden-gray clouds.

This rain was deliberately summoned by her, both to cover up the disarray of parting and to wash away all traces of her.

Dai Lixing suddenly stood up and pressed his sauce-covered fingers to her lips.

"Hey, do you want me to lick it clean?"

These were her exact words when she teased him earlier.

Ji Xiaosong raised an eyebrow, but the moment they made contact, he pulled her into his arms.

The man's warm, earthy scent enveloped her, and as his tongue swept across her lips, it carried the salty aroma of mutton fat and the coolness of mint.

"you……"

Just as Ji Xiaosong was about to explode, she heard him whisper close to her ear: "Wait for me to come pick you up..."

Before the words were finished, the courtyard gate was flung open by a strong wind, and large raindrops pounded on the grill, creating a cloud of white mist.

Dai Lixing released his grip and took two steps back, rainwater sliding down his resolute jawline.

Ji Xiaosong saw the space button on his chest glowing. It was the seed she had secretly placed there, a seed carrying her spiritual power, which would trigger memory erasure when he left.

"Goodbye."

As Dai Lixing turned around, his mechanical watch emitted a piercing alarm.

Ji Xiaosong watched his figure gradually blur in the rain until the last trace disappeared on the horizon.

She looked down at her palm, where half a lamb rib lay, with a tiny line of words engraved on the inside of the bone: Don't forget me.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier when Ji Xiaosong suddenly burst out laughing.

She ran her fingertips over the vine tattoo, watching the raindrops gather into streams on her skin.

Those seeds will take root and sprout inside a man, helping him forget everything he shouldn't remember.

And she will always remember that rain-soaked dusk, and that kiss filled with the warmth of everyday life.