My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Judging from Westin's reaction, it had to be true.

It was normal that experiences across regions were not universal.

I added some oil and seasoning into the saucepan after adding the moths, following the method Tina taught me. The moths turned oily and shiny, their bodies became plump and looked tasty to eat.

A faint fragrance wafted over and Westin came in, turning straight to me.

He was taken aback and asked, "You know how to cook it?"

I nodded and smiled. "I made some when I was younger, but I haven't done it in years. My skills are rusty, so I can only do it by memory." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I handed him the freshly- cooked moths with a smile and said, "Would you like to have a try?"

It was rare to see him smile back. "Sure."

He put the plump insects into his mouth, and chewed slowly. After a moment, he looked at me and said, "They're good."

People living in the southwest liked to eat things in their climate that appeared unacceptable by others, such as silkworms, maggots and locusts.

our trek through the forest, it was

so-called memories were a little

seem that

my daze, he frowned and looked

up a moth and put it into my mouth. It tasted fine. If I didn't think of it as a bug and treated it as a regular dish instead, it tasted delicious. It was

With a slight tinge of disappointment in my voice, I said, "It'd be great if we

on its own

a tough man. After eating the moths and drinking, he lowered his guard around

was drunk and groggy as

and walked up to him. "Let me take you

looking to be a

my physique, it was difficult to move

servants in the villa were busy dealing with the drainage problem in the yard

we reached the door leading to the operation theatres, I asked, "Mr. Westin, look here. Is this your

replied with a "yes" but didn't respond after a long

the servants outside would come in, so I said

opened his eyes and

and I broke out into a