Chapter 171 - What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

Under their joint efforts, the first batch of four skewers was soon ready. Meng Qingrou handed over three to He, saying, "Here, for you." He didn't fuss, simply accepting the three lamb skewers. In terms of appetite, his was at least six times that of Nanzhu. While Nanzhu could be satisfied with half a bowl of rice, he would need to eat three. Temporarily halting his skewering to taste Nanzhu's handmade lamb skewers, He was honest. The female lead's halo did not enhance Nanzhu's culinary skills; she might not even cook. However, the advantage of grilling was that it didn't matter much. As long as it wasn't burnt or undercooked, a bit more or less tender, they all tasted good. He finished three skewers while Nanzhu was only halfway through her first. The large basin brought in by the waiter contained lamb, beef, freshly killed fish, and chicken. He was already almost done skewering the lamb and beef, so the remaining selections weren’t urgent. After finishing the three skewers, He found himself with nothing to do, so he started grilling some beef skewers for himself. Grilling only required his hands; his eyes were naturally drawn to watch Nanzhu eat. Last time, when Nanzhu was eating dessert, He had enjoyed watching her. Now, with the meat skewers, he was not about to be stingy. Nanzhu was the eldest princess of Daqi, and she was impeccable in her appearance and demeanor. One small mistake was enough to make her correct her posture. It was probably something she had been habituated to since childhood. He watched Nanzhu eat. She placed the skewered meat within easy reach, not too far from her mouth; a slight tilt of her head would touch the meat. After taking a bite, she lowered her head for the next. Her petite mouth opened lightly, just slightly wider than the meat on the skewer, allowing her to take a bite easily. It wasn't just a random bite; she used only her front teeth. After biting, she gently tugged the meat off the skewer with her teeth. Some meat stayed in her mouth, and some clung to her lips. She didn't use her tongue to deal with the stray meat around her mouth; instead, she delicately used her slender and fair index finger to push it back inside before immediately cleaning her finger with a handkerchief. He guessed that when she was eating proper meals, chopsticks would take over the job her fingers were doing now. With the meat all inside her mouth, she began to chew. Her small mouth remained closed, and the chewing was delicate. Chew, chew, chew. He counted; she chewed about thirty times before swallowing the meat. Nanzhu maintained a perfect posture throughout her meal, her legs and hands still. He couldn't help but regret his earlier restraint. He hadn't really tasted her—just a touch on the lips. He had to conquer and plunder to savor her fully. He had only tasted Du Meimei's and Jiang Jiejie's flavors before. Du Meimei's taste was like the morning dew— a bit sweet and very quenching. On the other hand, Jiang Jiejie was like honey, natural and very sweet, to the point of needing to dilute it; too much would be overwhelming. As He was lost in thought, Nanzhu was almost done with her first meat skewer. He saw that his beef skewer was almost ready and passed it directly to Nanzhu, urging her to continue eating. Meng Qingrou set down her finished lamb skewer, picked up the beef skewer He gave her, and continued to eat elegantly, bite by bite. After grilling the meat, he handed one to Nanzhu, holding the rest in his hand while watching her eat gracefully, even as he hungrily devoured his own with big bites. Learning from Nanzhu was work; indulging in devouring was life; no time to waste. By the time he finished five beef skewers, Nanzhu was almost done with her first. After this round, He started grilling lamb skewers again. As he grilled, he felt that something was off. Considering deeply, he realized that whenever he had eaten barbecue before, he always accompanied it with soda and beer. Now, in this ancient setting, those were absent. It was indeed a great loss. However, although there was no soda or beer, there should at least be vegetables, right? He said, "Nanzhu, stay here; I'll go ask if there are any vegetables for grilling." Meng Qingrou asked, "Vegetables?" He laughed, "Silly, you can grill vegetables too." Meng Qingrou took the lamb skewer he handed her to grill and couldn't help muttering, "I'm not silly." "Alright, not silly, then what? Stupid." "I'm not stupid." "Okay, not stupid, then what? Silly." "I'm not silly." "Then what are you, if not silly?" Meng Qingrou, skewer in hand, replied calmly, "Stupid." He had intended to go downstairs to ask about vegetables, but he found himself bending over with laughter after the adorable Nanzhu playfully replied. Meng Qingrou focused on grilling, completely unaware of what He found amusing. With her head slightly tilted, her innocent, big eyes blinked. She was especially adorable. "What are you laughing at, He?" "I'm laughing because you're stupid." Meng Qingrou huffed, "I'm not. Say that again, and I won't give you any lamb skewers to eat." This time, He didn't argue with her. Instead, he walked over and ruffled her hair. "Our Nanzhu is the smartest, right?" "I'm not yours." "Then who promised to marry me just now?" Meng Qingrou blushed, not acknowledging him. She didn't want to be obstinate. When she agreed to He earlier, it wasn’t because she wanted to; it was more like she had no choice and couldn't refuse. Besides, considering the current situation, her first kiss had been taken by him, which was akin to giving herself to him. There was no turning back. Meng Qingrou didn’t intend to retract her agreement, but she wasn’t like Fan Ziruo, who was direct and open after admitting to being with He. Meng Qingrou couldn’t let go. "Whoever it was, Nanzhu didn't agree." He understood Nanzhu's nature. If he were to sternly reprimand her and insist that she couldn't lie, she would probably admit honestly. But where was the fun in that? At the moment, being stubborn and telling lies was just for fun. He didn't want to lose his sense of humor. He only said, "You'll admit it later." "No, I won't." "I'm going downstairs to get some vegetables. I'll be right back." "Okay." He went downstairs to ask the waiter about vegetables. He was about to call out to get his attention when he suddenly felt a chill. The waiter was busy with new customers who had just entered the shop. A very beautiful girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, had walked in. The waiter hesitated for a moment and then went to greet her, saying, "This way, miss." Chuchu said, "Get lost." Tl. Soothsayer.io