“You can have more since you like it so much. I’ll let you eat mine too.”
“Oh, thank you.” Xavia simply assumed that he did not like to eat grilled sausages and continued eating happily.
While she was eating, she suddenly realized that Zivon was behaving oddly.
He was seated there elegantly as usual, but he was staring at her very intently, his gaze never leaving her mouth.
It seemed like he was looking at something really interesting.
“You…What are you looking at?” Xavia raised her left hand to touch her cheek. Was there something on her face?
Zivon said charmingly, “It’s nothing. I just think you look quite sexy when eating a grilled sausage.”
What? How could eating a grilled sausage be associated with sexiness?
Xavia looked down at the sausage on her fork in confusion, and only then did she realize that the sausage resembled something else!
Xavia’s face instantly turned red and she quickly spat out the sausage into a tissue. “How can you be so shameless?!”
Zivon smiled leisurely, then gracefully handed her a glass of water. “I'm sorry? What do you mean by shameless?”
He genuinely looked surprised and puzzled, as if he was a modest gentleman that had never said anything inappropriate in his life.
It made it seem as though Xavia was the one who had been having impure thoughts from the beginning.
This hateful man was really a master at teasing!
Xavia was really angry. She picked up the sausage he had given her, put it in her mouth, and bit hard on it.
It tore apart immediately.
“Did you see what happened to the sausage?”
Zivon’s mouth twitched slightly and he cleared his throat. “You’re so rough. You should learn from other girls—bite gently and swallow slowly.”
Xavia did not know why but when she heard that, she subconsciously thought of the movie she had once watched with Dolly. Her cheeks flushed red once again and she snapped, “I’m going to eat it like this. It’s none of your business anyway.”
After saying that, she turned away and ignored him.
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