My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 299 Tasty, Right?

After all, ever since Charmaine had come along, Emyr old rules had long ceased to be rules.

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For the first time, Charmaine found the elite bodyguards Emyr had spent a fortune on to be particularly useful.

In less than half an hour, three pounds of crayfish were thoroughly cleaned. Their shells gleamed and were reflective.

She happily carried the crayfish back, rolled up her sleeves, and began cooking.

First, she deep–fried the cleaned crayfish until they turned bright red, then scooped them out and set them aside.

She smashed some garlic, chopped green onions, sliced ginger, and prepared the seasonings. Then, she tossed them into the pan along with the instant noodles, stir–frying them together.

Once fragrant, she added the fried crayfish, stir–fried them again, sprinkled in a couple of bay leaves and some peppercorns, then poured in enough water to submerge the crayfish and covered the pot to let them simmer.

-Since the crayfish needed time to cook, Charmaine didn’t stay idle. She tidied up the stove a bit, washed

two cucumbers, took a bite of one herself, and handed the other to Emyr.

Satan twitched the corner of his mouth. “You want me to eat this?”

Charmaine blinked. “Of course, I wouldn’t let you suffer by only eating cucumbers. This is just to tide over.”

Satan remained stubborn. “I’m not hungry.”

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Charmaine didn’t force him. “Alright then, if you’re not eating, that’s even better. I needed something for the side dish anyway.”

Emyr was speechless.

the entire suite was filled with a rich, spicy, and mouthwatering aroma that sparked

into the pan, stir–fried it for two minutes,

of crayfish was brought to

tone sincere. “There’s no extra dining table in the room, so I’ll borrow this desk for half an hour. I promise

cold scoff. Charmaine immediately knew that

washed her hands, sat down at the desk, and

out of the pot and was still scalding hot. Excitedly, she picked one up–only to

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face in distress,

wrinkled her nose. “That was just

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moment before blowing on it to ensure it wasn’t

movements were practiced–three swift motions, and the plump, translucent meat was freed from its shell, steaming with heat.

the meat into the spicy sauce, then brought it to her lips.

He looked indifferent as if he wasn’t paying attention, but he

the direction of her hand and, with a teasing little “Ah” sound, brought the piece of shrimp

of spices lingered in the air, accompanied by the soft, cool touch of her

stunned, failing to react right away.

pressing it gently against the corner of his lips. “I washed my hands thoroughly.

face. As if under some mysterious

bouncy crayfish meat, infused with rich spices, filled his mouth with a

eyes sparkled as she watched him expectantly. “Well?

Satan remained elegant, chewing slowly and deliberately before finally giving his verdict. “It’s alright.”

used less chili on purpose, just

of old men–without even using instant mixed