His eyes were very direct, without any cover-up or disguise, he looked at her so nakedly and without shyness.
"That's really nice. It would be even better if His Holiness the Pope could scold me."
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, then showed a disgusted expression.
"That's disgusting, bastard."
"How can there be such a shameless person like you in this world?"
Hearing this, Qian Xunji felt completely comfortable.
"It's like celestial music to the ears."
Bibi Dong rolled his eyes at him. Why didn't you see that Qian Xunji was such a person before?
He looked majestic and dignified in front of outsiders, but his true colors were revealed in front of her. She could say anything and do anything.
The final conclusion is that it is hopeless and incurable.
She cast her eyes on the tray on the table.
"It smells so good. What did you make to eat?"
Qian Xunji came to his senses and opened the two golden lids on the tray.
Bibi Dong came over to take a look, and his eyes lit up.
"This is... steak? It tastes so good."
Qian Xunji took out a bottle of red wine and a goblet from Angel Ring.
He skillfully tore off the tinfoil, pulled out the cork, and poured the dark red wine into the goblet.
Bibi Dong took the wine glass, looked at the red wine, and frowned.
"This is...Yellow Spring Dew?"
"No, although the color is similar, this is wine made from fruit, not blood."
"Try it and see."
Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, brought the cup to his lips, and took a sip.
When the red wine enters the mouth, it is slightly astringent at first, and then a mellow fruity aroma spreads in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness, a hint of sourness, and an inexplicable aftertaste.
"Delicious."
Qian Xunji picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of steak, and handed it to her mouth.
"Try the steak."
Bibi Dong opened his mouth to catch it. The steak was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat juices exploded in your mouth, mixed with the salty aroma of the sauce and the aftertaste of the red wine.
"Delicious."
Qian Xunji looked at her satisfied look, cut a piece for himself, put it into his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction.
The heat is just right and the seasoning is just right.
"We'll have a candlelight dinner tonight."
"Candlelight dinner?"
"Hmm."
With a "click" sound, the switch of Soul Guidance Lamp was pressed by Qian Xunji.
The room became dark, Qian Xunji did not stop, walked to the table, took out several candles from the drawer, and lit them one by one.
The candle flame jumped a few times, then gradually stabilized, and the orange candle light spread in the room.
Bibi Dong felt surprised, and a thick atmosphere of ambiguity came over him.
Qian Xunji walked back, "Okay, we can start."
"Start with what?"
"Let's start dinner, His Holiness the Pope, please take a seat."
Bibi Dong was amused by him and let him lead her to the table and sit down on the chair.
Qian Xunji did not sit across from her, but pulled up another chair and sat down next to her.
Bibi Dong picked up the knife and fork, looked at it, and then put it down.
"How to use this thing?"
"I'll teach you."
Qian Xunji picked up his knife and fork, slowed down and demonstrated it to her.
Hold the knife in your right hand and the fork in your left hand. When cutting the meat with the knife, use your wrist to hold the piece of meat in place. After cutting it, put it into your mouth with the fork.
He cut a small piece of steak, forked it and put it to her mouth.
"Come on, open your mouth."
"You eat it yourself, I'll try it first."
After saying that, Bibi Dong took the knife and fork from his hand and tried it himself.
The left hand holds the fork and the right hand holds the knife. The posture is not standard, but the movements are very stable.
She cut off a small piece of steak, forked it, looked at it, put it in her mouth, chewed it, and nodded with satisfaction.
"I learned it, it's so easy."
Qian Xunji applauded, "His Holiness the Pope is talented and intelligent, I admire you."
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him and cut another piece. This time she did not eat it herself, but forked it and handed it to his mouth.
Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth to catch it.
Bibi Dong looked at him with his chin propped up and asked, "Is the Pope's food delicious?"
"Delicious."
Bibi Dong asked again, "Where is the one I cut?"
"It tastes better."
Bibi Dong smiled, picked up his wine glass, and swirled the wine inside.
Qian Xunji understood and picked up his own cup. The two goblets touched together lightly and made a crisp "ding"
Bibi Dong took a sip of wine and put down the glass.
"Xunji, do I look good today?"
Qian Xunji put down the wine glass and looked at her seriously.
His gaze started from her eyes and slowly went down, past the bridge of her nose, past her lips, past her collarbone, past every curve outlined by the purple gauze pajamas, and past every inch of skin wrapped in black stockings.
Bibi Dong felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him.
"Answer me."
"Dong'er, you look good every day."
But you look so good today that I feel unreal."
"It's so fake, I feel like I'm lying."
Qian Xunji shrugged, "If you don't believe me, just look in the mirror."
"How come the mirror tells me the truth?"
"Maybe, if you call me Mirror Mirror, I might be able to call you back."
Bibi Dong snorted, "It's boring, but seeing as you are so good at boasting..."
Halfway through, she stretched out her hand and crossed her fingers.
"Come here."
Qian Xunji leaned over. Bibi Dong picked up his wine glass, took a sip of red wine, then reached out to clasp the back of his head and pressed his lips against it.
The red wine passed from her mouth to his, and the taste of the wine carried with it the taste of her lips and teeth.
Qian Xunji closed his eyes, feeling the warmth sliding down his throat, and feeling her lips against his.
He didn't move, letting her finish the sip of wine before slowly retreating.
"As a reward, you cook for me today, do you like it?"
"That's really cool. You are testing the cadres."
After saying that, Qian Xunji sat next to her and gently hugged her with his right hand. As soon as his hand touched her waist, he heard a crisp "ding-dong" sound.
Bibi Dong dropped the fork in his hand.
The two of them looked down at the same time.
"Teacher, help me pick it up, okay?"
Qian Xunji nodded and bent down to pick up the fork.
The moment he touched the fork, there was a "crash" and the wine glass fell over.
The red wine flowed down the edge of the table and splashed on her legs.
Bibi Dong raised the corners of his mouth, looked down at the wine stains on his legs, and watched the dark red liquid slowly spread on the stockings.
"Teacher, my stockings are wet, what should I do?"
Qian Xunji raised his head, still holding the fork in his hand, and his whole body was frozen there.
Under the candlelight, Bibi Dong's expression made his heart stop.
What is that expression?
Between her brows and eyes is the posture of a high and mighty queen, like a queen overlooking her subjects, with an unquestionable sense of majesty and distance.
But those eyes revealed the charm of a mature woman.
And the faint smile on the corner of his mouth has a hint of yandere, as if he is saying "I will eat you tonight, you can't escape", or "you can only be mine".
Qian Xunji was so worried that he put down his fork and stood up.
"Then let me change it for you."
He turned around and walked towards the closet. As soon as he took a step, his wrist was grabbed.
"I won't change it."
"Why?"
"Because you like these stockings and I don't want to change them."
"Then what should I do? I feel wet and uncomfortable all the time."