Chapter 107

To be honest, Onon wasn’t exactly Mr. Nice Guy, but his cooking is top tierf

After eating just once in Willowdale, she found the flavor unforgettable, and her taste threshold was suddenly elevated. Meals cooked by her aunt and mother at home no longer satisfied her.

Onon caught the fleeting glance she threw at the sweet and sour pork ribs and with a slight tilt of his elongated, deep eyes, he teased. “Ms Nightshade, won’t you join me?”

“No, no thanks!”

Xanthea swallowed hard, rejecting the offer with great difficulty.

time moving so slowly?

“Ms. Nightshade.”

our relationship hardly qualifies for sharing a dinner,

hung in the air for a few brief seconds, just when she thought she might finally get some peace, Orion suddenly said, “7 was just wondering, Ms, Nightshade, if you

her cheeks flared up in embarrassment as she reflexively covered her stomach, “What strange noise? No, not at all, maybe

feign innocence, sweeter than the pineapple on his

couldn’t sit still

was so intense she felt she could eat her own hand. She needed a distraction, and fast! Xanthea looked around, and her gaze ultimately fell back on Orion by the dining table because, whether it was the dishes or him, they were the most eye–catching presence in the

“Onion.”

called out to him, causing a puzzled look to cross his face as he hadn’t expected

“Ms. Nightshade.”

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