Chapter 51: A Different Kind of Warmth 2 Chapter 51: A Different Kind of Warmth 2 Just as Victoria was lost in her thoughts, Arnold politely pulled out her dining chair for her, then sat down beside her, close enough to see her clearly within his sight.
“Why don’t you try this soup? See if you like the taste?”
Arnold offered her a small portion of Tofu Soup.
Compared to the soups she usually had, this Tofu Soup seemed to have almost no oil. But when she took a sip, not only was there no unpleasant bean taste, the tofu melted in her mouth. The soup was a perfect balance of sweetness, saltiness, and lightness, making her eat bite after bite…
Seeing her like this, his eyes filled with endless tenderness and a smile.
“And try this Fried Tofu…”
He naturally picked up the food for her, accompanying her, watching her eat, completely satisfied and without insistence.
As long as she liked it, as long as she was willing, he wanted to be like this for a lifetime.
It was as if he had always been waiting for this day, like he had been waiting for centuries.
When she put down her chopsticks, she asked a bit childishly, “Did you really make all this yourself?”
“Of course.” He nodded, “Do you like it?”
This Arnold was becoming more and more distant from the man she had known.
In her eyes, his inherent indifference and distance were becoming increasingly invisible, replaced by a man who would occasionally try to please her. Wasn’t this something she should be doing? After all, she had always been the one seeking his help.
She wasn’t a pretentious person. If he wanted to please her, she was naturally willing to cooperate.
“I like it.” she softly replied, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
At this moment, there was a touch of a little girl’s aura in Victoria, and the the coldness and wariness in her gaze seemed to be gone.
“I actually learned this from a Vegetarian Master near Autumn Harvest Mountain in Tempor Country three years ago. He was good at making all kinds of tofu dishes,” he said casually, “I never thought you would like it so much.”
She lifted her eyes to meet his deep gaze. Although it wasn’t cold, she still couldn’t figure him out.
“If you like it, next time I can take you to Autumn Harvest Mountain for a while. The autumn scenery there is very beautiful; you’ll love it,” he said with certainty, as if he knew her own preferences better than she did.
“What if I don’t like it there?” She playfully wanted to contradict him, unintentionally revealing a bit of coyness in her tone.
He gently tousled her hair, “If you don’t like it, then I’ll just have to wrap myself up as an etiquette gift for you.”
Her eyes widened in surprise, and then she laughed happily, “Then I can boldly walk horizontally in Authority Country.”
“Your requirements are really low.” Arnold habitually rubbed her short hair, smiling, “As the future Mrs. Johnson, you should have an attitude that allows you to walk horizontally across the world, only then would it suit your status.”
“…”
Just as she was surprised, he impatiently pressed a kiss on her cheek…
Her eyes widened in shock, and at this moment, Victoria saw something other than rationality in his eyes: desire.