Chapter 323 Made from Pig’s Brain
He hummed in agreement, his usual gentleness and nobility evident.
However, when the car pulled up to the street food stalls of River City, he looked at me with some doubt, his gaze blank as he asked, “Do you want to stop here?”
I nodded, got out of the car, and sat down by the dining table that the roadside boss had just cleaned up. Secing Walter’s black Bugatti, the boss couldn’t help but take a few more glances before turning and saying, “What would you like to eat, miss? Feel free to order, here’s the menu.”-
to me
I lowered my head to look at the menu, and after a while, I didn’t see Walter getting out of the car. I looked up at him, “Don’t you want to
eat?”
Walter shook his head, looked around, and hesitated, “This… seems. like a bad place to park.”
The boss was a reasonable man. Hearing him say this, he quickly said, “Handsome guy, there’s an open space fifty meters ahead where you can park. You can just park your car there.”
Walter nodded slightly, uttering a “Thank you.”
Five minutes later, Walter arrived at the stall, but didn’t sit down. I looked up at him, noticing that he was glancing around surreptitiously, his brows furrowed as if he was in a dilemma..
I pursed my l*ps, knowing his obsession with cleanliness, yet still looked at him and asked, “Don’t you want to eat here?”
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He shook his head, hesitated, but still sat down.
The low four-legged stool by the small stall, he was tall and long- legged. When he sat on the stool, his whole b*dy seemed to sink into it, making him look particularly out of place.
His attractive hands had nowhere to rest, so he placed them on his knees, looking at me and asked, “What are we eating?”
Looking at him, I wasn’t sure if it was because it was the first time I had seen him so uncomfortable and uneasy, but I found myself oddly in a good mood. I opened my mouth and said, “I didn’t know what you liked to eat, so I just ordered what I like. You don’t mind, do you?”
He shook his head, but then slightly nodded, saying, “As long as you like it, that’s all that matters.”
I pursed my l*ps, unable to suppress a slight urge to laugh. At that moment, Walter was a bit… adorable!
The wait for the food wasn’t long, but because Walter was so good- looking, and his figure sitting at this roadside stall was quite out of place, it inevitably attracted a lot of people’s attention and scrutiny.
Being stared at like a monkey in a zoo, I could clearly see that Walter was restless. If it weren’t for the fact that I had already ordered the food, I had a feeling that he would get up and leave.
I propped my chin and watched him, holding back a laugh inside.
Seeing me staring at him, he looked at me, his voice low and gentle, “What are you looking at?”
I smiled faintly, “Look at you, very pretty.”
He straightened his back; but still seemed somewhat uncomfortable. He no longer had the usual air of pride and elegance. Even when
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complimented at this moment, he appeared somewhat ill at ease.
Just looking at me, he slightly pulled a smile and said, “If you like to watch, then watch.”
Looking at his innocent lamb-like appearance, I inexplicably felt a bit of pity. Indeed, I did bring him here to make fun of him, but I didn’t intend to embarra*s him ‘excessively. I hesitated, wondering whether or not to leave.
The boss started serving the dishes.
Upon seeing this, I immediately dismissed the idea. After all, the food was already prepared, and leaving would mean wasting it. In this day and age, wasting food is truly a sin.
That’s all.
A meal, it wasn’t any kind of torture.
Watching the boss serve the dishes one by one, I ordered two servings of rice. I placed one bowl in front of Walter and one in front of myself. Looking at the few dishes on the small table, I said, “Give it a try, their food tastes pretty good.”
He picked up the chopsticks, hesitated for a few seconds, then wiped them a few times with a napkin before picking up the food. He took a small bite, initially a*suming it would be hard to swallow, hence his somewhat resigned expression.
However, after tasting it, his expression did relax a bit. He looked at me and said, “Hmm, the taste is not bad.”
I pursed my l*ps, smiled faintly, and said, “I also think the taste is not bad, you should eat more.”
Perhaps feeling it was acceptable, he didn’t reject it anymore and ate a
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few more bites. Whether it was out of curiosity because he didn’t know what it was, or because it was delicious and he wanted to know what he was eating, he looked at me and asked, “Is this made from tofu?”
I shook my head, watching him take another bite, and said, “It’s made of pig’s brain.”
“Pull!” The person in front of me was caught off guard, the food in his mouth didn’t swallow down, but spat out instead. It was truly too unexpected, I clearly saw his embarra*sment.
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