Chapter 475: Don’t be disrespectful to the gods, or you will die (37)
Chapter 475: Don’t be disrespectful to the gods, or you will die (37)
The Third Prince felt overwhelmed when he saw his sister who was not very smart!
Does she still have the heart to eat again?
Didn't she realize that the prince was looking at them as if they were losers?
The Third Prince couldn't hold back his pride anymore, so he pulled his sister up, said goodbye in a hurry, and walked out quickly without even looking back.
Rumeng Pavilion 3rd Floor
Xing Rong and Xiao Wei were eating snacks while looking at the screen floating in the air with amusement.
Xiaowei: Hahahahaha~ The waiter in the building made you sound like a god! Also, look at how stinky the third prince's face is!
Xing Rong chuckled, listened quietly to Xiao Wei's words, munched on melon seeds gracefully, and attentively observed the emotional changes of everyone on the screen.
With a creaky sound, the door was gently pushed open, and several waiters walked into the room one after another carrying fragrant meals.
It was not until the table in front of the curtain was filled with food that Tian Jie came in carrying the last dish.
Xing Rong put away the screen. She could smell through the curtain that those were her favorite dishes, especially the hand-torn white lotus in his hand. Her starry eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction.
Tian Jie had already expected these two gluttons to get excited when they smelled food.
He habitually placed bowls and chopsticks in front of everyone, and gently looked at the big and small ones who gathered around, sat at the table, and were almost drooling at the food he made himself.
Ever since he knew that Xing Rong was a woman who loved food, he began to learn how to cook and secretly understood her preferences and tastes. Sometimes she would give him suggestions and make dishes that he had never cooked before.
After that, on this day every month, or whenever he had time, he would prepare a sumptuous dinner for them.
He liked this feeling very much.
It was like, he and his...family, were waiting for him to come home, expecting him to cook dinner for them.
He turned his gaze towards Xing Rong who was starting to eat, his eyes filled with tenderness and deep doting, almost overflowing.
She took off her wide black cloak and wore a black brocade short coat and a tube top long skirt, with a girdle tied around her waist, showing off her graceful curves.
The long skirt was covered with a layer of tulle of the same color, dotted with small silver star-shaped dots.
Her long hair, like blue-black satin, was casually draped down. While she was eating, the playful long hair quickly ran to the front and was quickly combed behind her ears.
Tian Jie put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, walked behind her, gently stroked her long hair, and skillfully tidied it with his hands and simply combed it into a bun.
He grabbed his hair and suddenly remembered that he forgot to use a hairpin to fix it. He was thinking about taking the hairpin off his head and giving it to her, but he found that she had already put down her chopsticks and held the hairpin high in her hand, "Use this."
He looked down at the familiar green jade hairpin in her hand, his eyes filled with surprise and disappointment.
Obediently taking the hairpin from her hand, he said with a somewhat aggrieved voice: "You've always known?"
Does she know about the hairpin he gave her this month?
Or did she always know what he gave her every month?
Then why didn't she choose the one he gave her?
Don't you like it?
Still not willing?
Xing Rong pretended not to care and said casually, "Yes."
Tian Jie took the hairpin and paused his hand in the air for a moment before pinning it on her head.
"Why?" The voice was low, full of loss and loneliness, like an abandoned child.
Xing Rong stroked her hair with satisfaction and said cheerfully, "Because... I like everything you give me!"
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