Chapter 115

The guard was truly dumbfounded.

He didn't know how this man had suddenly appeared in front of him, nor did he know how he could be so relaxed, walking in as if it were his own home.

Actually, Ka'er was very nervous. He lowered his head for the third time to check himself; his shoes were very clean, his attire was relatively formal, and there was the bouquet in his hand... Ka'er adjusted the angle of the bouquet's ribbon before looking forward with satisfaction.

He met the guard's gaze, clearly seeing panic and the urge to call for help on the other's face.

"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm here for the banquet."

Who comes to a banquet by appearing out of thin air instead of using the front door! The guard howled in his heart.

Suddenly, the hall door was pulled open.

Ka'er saw the person who opened the door, a smile appearing on his face, but when he saw the man following behind her, his face immediately fell.

Laiboli was holding a pair of exquisite, small slippers in one hand, his eyes like cold needles, staring at Ka'er.

Both men didn't speak, but they successfully made the atmosphere tense.

"Ka'er, you're here. Sorry, I'm not ready yet. How about I have someone take you to sit for a while?" After Qiao Suisui finished speaking, she was about to order a servant to help her entertain him, but heard Ka'er say: "I'm not a guest, no need for such trouble."

She hadn't yet reacted to the other implications in these words when she saw an elegant bouquet appear in front of her.

"For me?"

Seeing him nod with a smile, Qiao Suisui took it, a bit surprised.

The bouquet wasn't large, very convenient to hold, the texture of the ribbon was particularly good, and the flowers were blooming pale pink tulips, different from those in her original world, belonging to an interstellar mutation, and also mixed with a few sprigs of violets. The colors were very light but looked very beautiful together, and the scent was a faint lily fragrance. She didn't expect Ka'er to do something like sending flowers; she always felt that such a gentlemanly act didn't match his usual appearance at all. She had thought that with Ka'er's personality, if he sent flowers, he would pick the most flamboyant and eye-catching large bunch, not expecting it to be a small bouquet that completely matched her preferences.

Girls are always in a good mood when they receive flowers. Qiao Suisui lowered her head to smell them, then looked up and smiled at him.

"Thank you." Her voice was very small, a bit embarrassed.

She saw the man who was usually a scoundrel with no proper form slightly raise his eyebrows. He touched the tip of his nose, his gaze looking elsewhere unnaturally, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, but he tried hard to suppress it, and there was a suspicious flush on his face.

Laiboli raised his hand to wave away the guards, then leaned over to help her put on her shoes. He stood beside Qiao Suisui, his arm draped over the small of her back. The two standing together looked very well-matched. He said to Ka'er, seemingly unintentionally asserting his sovereignty: "Since you're here, you're a guest. Please."

Qiao Suisui didn't dare to let these two men be alone together, who knew if they would fight again. In the end, she had a servant take Ka'er to the terrace to wait for her, and then coaxed and dismissed Laiboli, having to agree to his "condition."

She had originally planned to make a few home-cooked dishes, but when she arrived at the back kitchen, everyone saw it was her and put all their effort into showing off, each one more competitive than the last. Qiao Suisui herself didn't realize that this behavior of hers was interpreted as the boss coming to the grassroots to inspect work. Everyone was tense, and the whole back kitchen was bustling with activity. In the end, it made her feel a bit embarrassed to show off her skills in front of the experts... When it was finally served on the table, it was almost as if the entire five-thousand-year history of Chinese cuisine development had been laid out.

Ka'er looked at this table full of sincere Manchu-Han Imperial Feast and didn't speak for a long time.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your taste? How about I have them serve some nutrient solution?" Qiao Suisui asked.

"Are you trying to kill me to silence me? Or is this the last supper?" Ka'er said.

"?"

"Otherwise, why are you suddenly so good to me?"

Qiao Suisui laughed: "Yeah, this is a farewell meal. I'll send you away after you eat."

Ka'er glanced at her sideways, "Not funny." He picked up the tableware properly and asked: "Which one did you make?"

Qiao Suisui touched her nose with some shyness and pointed to the small scallion mixed with tofu in the corner. "That one..."

Cold dishes are simple and fast, and she didn't think too much when she made it, but when it was served, she felt it really wasn't enough to look at. Thanking someone by treating them to scallion mixed with tofu, fortunately, there was a table of Manchu-Han Imperial Feast to hold the scene.

Ka'er tasted a bite, and then tasted another. He didn't look at the delicacies on the table a second time, but reached for the scallion mixed with tofu again and again.

He didn't eat so many famous dishes, hard dishes, and delicious dishes, but only ate the scallion mixed with tofu that looked somewhat shabby in Qiao Suisui's eyes.

She bit the tip of her fork, her face feeling a bit hot. When she saw him reaching for the scallion mixed with tofu again, she finally couldn't help but say: "You, you eat something else."

"Why, do you like eating this too? It's quite popular, do you want me to leave you a few bites?"

How did these words sound a bit sarcastic!

"No..."

Ka'er saw her cheeks slightly red, looking a bit embarrassed and shy, and held back a laugh in his eyes. This time he didn't go against her as usual, but turned to a jade shrimp dish next to him.

He cleaned his hands, removed the shrimp heads, carefully peeled the shrimp shells, and placed them in her plate.

Qiao Suisui was stunned. Seeing Ka'er's calm expression and generous performance, she couldn't say anything and ate it accordingly.

So for the rest of the meal, it was almost Ka'er serving her. He picked food for her, poured water, and for some dishes she looked at a few more times, they were already in her plate the next second. Ka'er didn't ask her what she liked to eat, he picked all the dishes for her once, and then while peeling crab for her, he paid attention to which ones she didn't touch and which ones she took a second bite of, all secretly noted down.

Ka'er was a person who had no desire for food, which was also one of the requirements of his work. Sometimes a special nutrient solution could last ten days, and he could maintain 0 intake for twelve days just by relying on chewing gum. Sometimes he even forgot that he hadn't supplemented nutrient solution until he felt that his body functions couldn't be mobilized, and then remembered to supplement.

Eating, for Ka'er, was a meaningless and time-consuming thing. But he knew Qiao Suisui loved to eat, and eating well would make her feel good.

He wasn't very skilled at the delicate work of peeling crab meat, and the meat he peeled was scattered and couldn't be picked up in one piece, so he just used his hands to pinch the crab shell and feed it to her.

Qiao Suisui wasn't used to being so intimate with him and wanted to say she would do it herself, but saw him make a gesture of opening his mouth, holding a long "ah" sound, and said: "Hurry up, my arm is sore."

Helpless, Qiao Suisui opened her mouth to bite the crab meat, and saw Ka'er curling his lips and praising: "Good girl is really great."

"..."

After the meal, Ka'er wiped her hands with a hot towel again, his large hand gripping her bony wrist, wiping it clean finger by finger, unhurriedly.

The man lowered his head, his expression serious. From Qiao Suisui's angle, she could just see his eyebrow piercing, a small silver dot. She was a bit curious and, on a whim, reached out to touch it.

Ka'er paused, looked up at her, and smiled bewitchingly.

"Like it?"

"Just curious..." Qiao Suisui wanted to retract her hand, but was grabbed by the man a step ahead.

Ka'er's large hand pinched her small hand and brought it to his brow bone.

Her fingertips touched his thick eyebrows, and then she was led to touch his nose bridge, following it down, her fingertips sliding from the depression of his philtrum to his lips, outlining his contours once.

Sister, give me another vote, please... I can't do it anymore, my whole body is uncomfortable, I can't type, please, another vote... Uh... Sudden illness, believe it or not, I won't update for you tomorrow.

(End of chapter)