Chapter 746

"You heard wrong. I said I wanted to 'control' the intake of desserts, meaning I can't eat too much 'without restraint'."

She scooped up a small spoonful of tiramisu and sent it into her mouth, savoring it carefully.

"Besides, I didn't intend to finish them all."

Having said that.

She really only tasted each dessert lightly, eating at most two or three bites.

Then, she very naturally pushed the dessert plates she had tasted, which still had large portions left, gently toward Natsume Chikage.

Natsume Chikage looked at the desserts being pushed over one after another in front of him, his eyelids jumping.

"What are you doing? Giving them all to me?"

Konoe Tong, I don't know if it was because of the lemonade or some other reason, seemed to be carrying a trace of imperceptible, sulky emotion at this moment.

The reason she gave, however, sounded very "justifiable":

"Can't waste food."

She picked up her water glass and took a sip.

"The rule of this restaurant is that ordered food must be finished; if wasted, a hefty 'waste processing fee' will be charged."

She signaled with her eyes toward the waiter standing not far away.

"Look, the waiter is watching us. Eat quickly, don't get fined."

Natsume Chikage was half-believing.

There's such a restaurant rule?

He always felt that Konoe Tong was teasing him again.

To confirm, he raised his hand and called over a young male waiter nearby.

"Excuse me, does your shop have a rule that ordered food must be finished, otherwise there will be a fine?"

The young male waiter, hearing this, glanced quickly at Konoe Tong, who was sitting opposite and elegantly wiping her mouth with a tissue.

Then, he turned back to Natsume Chikage, nodding seriously and affirmatively.

"Yes, sir. Our shop advocates environmental protection and cherishing food, and we do have this rule. If the remaining food exceeds a certain proportion, we will charge the corresponding fee according to the regulations."

Natsume Chikage was completely dumbfounded.

It was actually true?

What kind of Western restaurant was this?

He turned to look at Konoe Tong, unable to help but mutter:

"Since you knew there was such a rule, why did you order so much just now?"

Konoe Tong said calmly:

"It's rare to use the 'public tab' to go to other high-end restaurants; if I don't taste a few more signature desserts, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"And wasn't it like this last time? What's there to be surprised about?"

"This time I even specially ordered the desserts you thought were good last time; you didn't eat your fill, right? Try how this shop's is."

Natsume Chikage laughed in anger:

"Then I have to thank you, right?"

Konoe Tong said softly:

"No need for thanks, just finish eating."

At this moment.

Konoe Tong didn't look at those desserts anymore, but folded her hands and rested them gently on her chin.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling quietly on Natsume Chikage, who was muttering while quickly finishing the desserts.

The soft lighting of the restaurant fell on her long eyelashes, casting a faint shadow.

On her face, which always lacked expression, at this moment, deep in her eyes, a trace of an extremely faint, indescribable smile, similar to "small revenge succeeded," seemed to flash by.

Just looking at the amount this guy was eating, she was a bit confused; this was eating too much... ===== CHAPTER 747 =====