Chapter 1192: You Are Really A GeniusTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The delicious Yangzhou fried rice accomodated the taste buds as it consoled the hungry stomach. One mouthful after another, it was so delicious that she couldn"t stop.
Connie had forgotten completely about her thoughts about “a fiend in human shape” or “serial dragon killer”. Only the scrumptious Yangzhou fried rice was left in her mind.
“Ding!”
The spoon clattered on the empty plate. Connie stared at the empty plate in front of her, stunned, and mumbled, “My heavens! I actually finished a plate of rice offered by a stranger! Moreover, it is even made by a serial dragon monster-killer!”
She stared at the two grains of rice left over on the plate with widened eyes. She looked at her hands, which picked up the plate beyond her control, and her tongue stuck out as if it was pulled as she licked the plate.
The two grains of rice were sucked into her mouth.
It"s so good! A voice appeared in her heart.
Who are you!? What are you doing in my body?! Connie glared, unwilling to acknowledge those were her thoughts.
Mag came out with a tray. When he saw the squeaky clean plate, he sarcastically said, “If I hadn"t made it, I would have forgotten what you were eating.”
“I… I… I…” Connie blushed. She opened her mouth, but she didn"t know how to rebut. She snuck a look at Mag. Although he was handsome, he wasn"t a good man. He even twisted the water dragon"s head off to spray water. Would he be interested in my head too?
Mag placed a huge plate in front of Connie, and then lifted the cover.
The spicy and tart aroma of Steamed Fish Head with Diced Hot Red Peppers washed over her together with the heat. Connie, who was pondering how to escape, was lost again.
“My heavens! What kind of aroma is this again, why is it so tantalizing!?” Connie blinked, trying to look at what was on the plate through the steam. She saw a plate full of chopped red chilli, and the thing underneath them was almost invisible.
“This… is for me too?” Connie asked Mag with an uncertain expression.
“I am not hungry, and you are the only other person in the restaurant.” Mag nodded. He had the urge to nourish the brain of this cat-eared girl right now so that he could have a normal conversation. Otherwise, talking to her really zapped his energy.
He"s actually being so nice to me? Maybe he really is a nice person? Connie sized up Mag carefully. Then, she remembered the tap in the kitchen, and shook her head in her heart again. Maybe he is just interested in some of my body parts. He would kill me after feeding me some nice food.
She wanted to escape.
However, she couldn"t move her feet when she looked at the delicacy that smelled so great in front of her.
If the fried rice was a gentle consolation, then this bright red delicacy was like a strong macho man who had her pinned down.
Her heart was unwilling, but…
“Then, I will dig in now.” Connie picked up her chopsticks, and put a piece of chopped chilli into her mouth.
The sour and spicy tastes almost exploded at the same moment!
The taste buds that were gently consoled by the Yangzhou fried rice earlier were suddenly given a loud and tight slap now.
Connie"s face flushed immediately. The hot and spicy sensation spread from the tip of her tongue to her whole body. As if thousands of ants were crawling on her body, it felt like something was going to emerge from her body. The sensation that made her scalp tingle made her tremble too. She opened her tiny mouth and moaned. “Mmm~”
“Rip!”
Almost at the same time, a sound of cloth ripping appeared.
The tattered linen s.h.i.+rt that Connie was wearing had torn downward from the collar, and revealed a beautiful curvature.
Mag raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed like customers with an ample bosom should not eat this steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers.
Mmm. Today"s fish head was big and round.
And Connie, who was blus.h.i.+ng, had no idea about all this.
“Spicy!” Connie, who had never eaten chilli before, had a completely blank mind now.
After the instantaneous strong impact had pa.s.sed, it fell rapidly. The taste buds that were ravaged felt lost, and then it controlled the brain to move the chopsticks. She picked up another piece of chopped chilli and ate it.
The sour and spicy taste ran on a rampage again. The initial uncomfortable feeling had disappeared. Instead, a surprising sensation made the taste buds party again.
A mouthful of chopped chilli followed another mouthful of chopped chilli. The taste buds continued to welcome the next round of a.s.sault happily after they were tortured.
“This is a fish head dish…” Mag looked at Connie who was eating the chopped chilli frantically. He wanted to say something, but he didn"t know how to put it across.
Five minutes later, Connie put the last piece of chopped chilli into her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. She let out a sigh of relief satedly.
Her clothes were soaked with her sweat. This vivid sensation was simply too enjoyable!
Then, she took a look at the plate, and saw a neatly placed fish head. She exclaimed, “Huh!? Why is there a fish head?!”
“This dish is called the Steamed Fish Head with Diced Hot Red Peppers. Usually, people eat the fish head. I didn"t expect you to eat the chopped chilli.” Mag looked at Connie with a complicated expression. “You are really a genius.”
“Eat the fish head?” Connie looked even more shocked. “I think that chopped chilli is very delicious too.”
Then, she looked down and finally discovered her ripped collar.
“Ah!” She screamed and grasped her collar as she looked at Mag in a panic. “W-what did you do to me when I was eating!?”
“I have been standing here the entire time. What do you think I have done to you?” Mag threw up his hands.
“You"re right.” Connie was stunned. Although she was very immersed in eating earlier, Mag really didn"t go near her, nor do anything strange to her.
Maybe this s.h.i.+rt was too tattered, so it ripped apart when I wasn"t paying any attention? Connie thought. Her gaze landed on the fish head again. After observing it for a while, she again exclaimed, “Why does this fish only have a head left?!”
“This dish is called Steamed Fish Head with Diced Hot Red Peppers.” Mag pursed his lips. This girl kept overreacting, and it made him feel like laughing and crying at the same time.
“Water Dragon Head, Fish head…” Connie"s eyes began to fill with terror as she gazed at Mag. Maybe he had a head fetish? Maybe he brought her back to get her head?
Connie broke down and cried on the spot as she thought about that. “D-don"t kill me. My head isn"t nice at all. I also don"t know how to spray water, so it will be useless to put my head in the kitchen…”