Chapter 1470 The Table Manners of a Refugee…
Just as Mu Yazhe was done with his words, she raised her cutlery and gobbled her food up like a tornado.
…
The man gaped speechlessly with a slack jaw. He was so taken aback that he even forgot to keep his thin lips shut.
Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ paid him no mind, her face filled with amazement.
She only cared about filling up her stomach as she raised her cutlery, biting a piece of steak before taking a gulp of pasta. She paused for a minute to let out a satisfied sigh before munching on a mouthful of salad.
She was famished to the point that she could not be bothered to taste her food carefully. She only wanted to fill herself up and did not care about anything else at all.
He continued to gape at her. His eyebrows twitched harshly as they sank into a row.
His burning gaze made the woman raise her head, only to see his stiff expression. For a moment, she was stunned and then asked confusedly, “What’s wrong?”
The man retracted his stare instantly before he muttered, “Pardon my words… dumb woman, but your table manners remind me of a phrase.”
“What?”
She spoke through a mouthful of food, her words unclear as she could not articulate properly.
He examined her again before he blurted out a term—
“Refugee.”
“…”
Her expression collapsed. “Hey, you’re forbidden from describing me like that.”
He tapped the table and evaluated in earnest. “It is the truth.”
She retorted innocently, “I’m really hungry! That’s why I don’t care about anything else.”
Mu Yazhe was speechless for a moment. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he failed to hide the helpless smile on his face.
“Please, just be more aware of your table manners. Don’t you want your t.i.tle as an idol anymore?”
Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ pouted and questioned him back, “Do I still have to care about my image in front of you?”
“Err.”
“Anyway, I need not be secretive in front of you, right?” Her playful words distracted him as she continued to gobble up her food.
The man was stumped for a short while, unable to focus on the matter at hand after listening to her words.
‘Do I still have to care about my image in front of you?’
He smiled. This woman was at times so frustrating, yet most of the time, she was really cute.
She made people want to dote on her and love her.
Her words were extremely pleasing to the ear.
He liked it when she was willful and coquettish in front of him without any pretense.
Completely and utterly true to herself.
This was who she was—not the person before the camera who always had to maintain her grand bearing, elegance, and princess-like aura. She was candid and sincere in front of him.
He loved this side of her to death.
With his gaze on her, he saw how she had swallowed another bite of the steak; the grease ended up staining her red and plump lips. Just looking at how she was eating was enough for him to feel as if he could taste the food as well.
She was truly a feast for the eyes to the point of extreme saturation.
He was even enticed by her unconsciously.
It was to the extent that he felt a little hungry himself just by watching her eat.
By the time the woman was full, all the delicacies on the table had been devoured by her.
Mu Yazhe was so shocked that he could not close his gaping mouth.
She could eat so much?
The food he ordered was not considered much, but according to her usual diet, she should have been unable to finish everything.
It seemed that this little thing was truly hungry.
As she rubbed her bulging belly, Yun s.h.i.+s.h.i.+ let out a satisfied sigh. “I’m full!”