Little Su Yan was a bit happy,
"What would you like to eat?"
The rmaid looked up at Su Yan,
"at"
"Is beef okay?"
"dium rare"
Su Yan had no particular reaction, just ordered the tray to go prepare it.
On the contrary, it was Xiao Hua who was flipping through a fairy tale book back and forth.
Well, a at-eating rmaid that wants dium rare beef.
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Which fairy tale has a at-eating rmaid again?
Also, dium-rare beef... is it that kind of bloody, almost raw at?
This rmaid, what a hearty appetite.
Alright, Comrade Xiao Hua has grown wiser after a setback, since experiencing the past few planes.
It would no longer be chard solely by the pleasant appearance of good-looking things.
The male leads of every plane are so handso, but when it cos to action, they are so savage, not cute at all.
And this rmaid that eats dium rare steak... Comrade Xiao Hua feels an inexplicable vigilance.
But upon hearing it, it’s a rmaid.
The rmaids in fairy tales are all kind, aren’t they?
Moreover, Xiao Hua rembers a fairy tale where the rmaid, for a prince, turned into sea foam, a very tragic tale, which made Xiao Hua cry for a long ti.
Though, since it lacks a physical body, it can’t really shed tears.
The inherent trust in rmaids makes Xiao Hua’s vigilance lessen, bit by bit.
Well, maybe he just has a special preference?
After all, it’s not said that rmaids can’t eat at.
By the ti Xiao Hua has this thought, half an hour has already passed.
The rmaid, gracefully using fork and knife, is cutting pieces from the nearly raw, bloody steak and eating leisurely.
Su Yan is holding a big bowl, gulping down water mouthful after mouthful.
Their styles are quite peculiar.
The little beauty’s grace, a pleasure to the eyes.
Little Su Yan’s ruggedness, looking fierce and fearso.
Yet Su Yan’s various behaviors elicit in Xiao Hua a sense of warmth.
Their host, after all, is very kind-hearted.
Having spent ti together across several planes, Xiao Hua’s rating of their host has evolved from obediently cute, listening well, kind and beautiful, generous, warm and caring, to now just one - adorable.
As for those adjectives representing the warm love of the world, Xiao Hua has plucked them all away.
The Host only cares about the male leads who carry the Fragnt, only filled with love for the male leads.
Towards others, they might as well be looking at piles of rocks.
And now... The Host actually shows sympathy for a rmaid?
This is genuinely hard to co by.
Although, Xiao Hua feels that the Host is treating the rmaid differently only because it’s good-looking.
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but speak up,
"Host, don’t you want to know what this rmaid is called?"
Su Yan paused her drinking, setting the cup down on the stone table.
She walked over with heavy steps and squatted down in front of the rmaid, who was eating elegantly.
"What’s your na?"
The voice was hoarse.
The rmaid lifted its eyelids, its dark green eyes looking at her.
After a mont, a pleasant voice erged,
"Donna Jane."
rmaids, natural singers.
The voice was like a silent nourishing rain, hearing it would naturally endear one to it.
Hearing that voice, Xiao Hua’s vigilance plumted to negligible.
On the side, Su Yan nodded her head without saying anything, and the rmaid had already pushed away the plate in front of her.
Still pale-faced, she looked at Su Yan,
"Is there more?"
Su Yan nodded even more quickly.
A lion dressed in clothes, trousers on, is squatting by the shore, guarding a rmaid.
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