NOVPUBThis direct and unwavering gaze also caught Talia’s attention.
She looked towards Lanci.
That puzzled look was as if asking him, "What are you staring at me for?"
She couldn’t help but focus her spirit, probing into Lanci’s thoughts at the moment.
"Shall we let go first? Holding your right hand is really hindering your eating."
Lanci proposed a ceasefire.
They had been vying with each other all day, it couldn’t possibly go on like this into the evening.
Even though he really wanted to feed Talia directly, she would certainly not agree.
Moreover, having heard Talia’s clipsy cat’s meow earlier, he was quite delighted today.
It was a day he would certainly never forget in his lifetime—so joyful.
If Tata really turned into a small cat, he would definitely be unable to stop loving her, holding and feeding her endlessly every day.
"...You really want to feed me directly?"
Talia, as if her brain buzzed, read Lanci’s thoughts in a daze and subconsciously voiced them.
As for the second half of the thought...
"!!"
She suddenly raised her hand, covering her throat tightly to prevent herself from blurting it out.
Lanci, he wants... to hold me and feed me?
Talia felt like her brain was a whistling kettle, her face full of frightened expression looking at Lanci, even shifting half a step away from him as if afraid he would actually make a move.
Suddenly, not just Lanci, but also the customers around cast their gazes over.
"..."
Lanci was also stunned.
Talia’s intermittent mind-reading power had activated again, and the side effect of her Mind Reading Technique was that she would subconsciously speak it out.
And did her reaction need to be so extreme?
She could have guessed his thoughts.
The last time he fed her was a long time ago.
That happened in the Nanwantina, when her hand was injured, and Lanci took great care of her every day.
After the interrogation at the Gold Bee Amusement Park, both knew what the other was thinking.
But this was limited to just thinking about it.
Both physically capable adults, their sense of shame dictated that they would never actually do such a thing.
"Yes."
Lanci simply admitted it outright; Talia had read his thoughts, and if he denied it, it would only make him look like a circus performer, and she would definitely ridicule him.
"Let me feed you."
Lanci gazed earnestly at Talia, requesting.
He was betting that Talia would never accept.
If she were to refuse in a flustered manner, then the problem wouldn’t be his anymore.
"No, no, no..."
Talia was exceptionally clear-headed at this moment, shaking her head vigorously.
Under such public scrutiny, being fed like this was... too much.
She would rather die than agree to such a thing!
And that little girl looked over again.
That innocent gaze was like torture to her.
Only children have adults feed them, she had lived long enough to have passed the age of needing to be fed!
"Sigh."
Seeing this, Lanci let go of Talia’s hand.
It was like a sigh, yet seemed like a relief.
When he lifted his brows again, he became proud once more, his eyes carrying a hint of regret and sympathy.
Talia’s amusing reaction was the best trophy he had won today.
Incredibly satisfying.
Like an eight-hundred-year-old vintage, indeed every time it was savored, there was a different flavor.
"...!"
Talia immediately understood Lanci’s damn expression and his psychological tactics.
It was she, Talia, who had suggested the rejection.
Now even if Lanci voluntarily let go, it was the same as respecting her will, tantamount to her admitting defeat.
The jerk had really bet that she wouldn’t dare to continue the wager!
Indeed... she couldn’t manage it...
Her cheeks flushed with a shallow redness, revealing her inner embarrassment, she bit her lower lip as if to regret her own failure.
The more she endured, the angrier she became inside.
Really, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
Now she didn’t need to look at Lanci to feel her mind filled with his smug victorious expression.
She probably wouldn’t sleep well tonight.
She went all out!!
Talia leaned closer to Lanci, eventually making up her mind, stood up and sat on Lanci’s lap, waiting obediently for him to feed her.
Let’s see if it’s you who’s embarrassed or me.
"If you want to hold me, then hold, let’s see if you really dare to hold me."
Her face flushed, she whispered fiercely into Lanci’s ear.
Talia had already prepared for a mutual destruction.
"..."
Lanci.
His brain had stopped working.
He might have heard it.
Or he might not have.
...
Outside the restaurant, on the surface of the Selina River.
A small wooden boat was leisurely gliding across the water, its bow lifted slightly like an elegant swan about to take flight.
Aitio sat at the stern, holding the oar and gently paddling, propelling the boat to slide on the water’s surface.
Rosalinda sat at the bow, intently staring through her binoculars at the distant glass walls of the restaurant.
All was peaceful.
Suddenly.
"Wowwww!" 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝔠𝔬𝖒
Rosalinda had covered her face, screaming excitedly.
She hadn’t expected Tata and Lanci to be so overly affectionate. This was a public place, did they not care about the gazes of those around them at all!
"Cat’s nest meow!"
Even Cat Boss was startled, leaping into the air.
"Cat Boss, do they also act like this in your restaurant?"
Rosalinda asked with a flushed face.
"How could they! Wait a sec..."
Cat Boss was about to deny it, but then remembered all the recent mishaps.
It seemed each time they were more over-the-top than the last.
It didn’t know what had happened, but it felt in the restaurant there must have been some misunderstanding between Lanci and Tata.
Both of them had overly assertive personalities.
Without someone watching them, they would only go more overboard until they blew each other up!
Aitio continued to take photos nonstop.
This beautiful scene, when viewed after time had passed, would surely provoke different feelings.
...
Kolonzi Sunbridge Inn Restaurant.
After Lanci’s brain rebooted, he realized, Talia might have read the latter part of his thoughts just now.
But she had only read half of it.
It had turned into him wanting to hold her and feed her!
Lanci began to sweat profusely.
At this moment, if he told Talia the truth, letting her realize she had misunderstood, she might drag him down with her in mutual destruction.
His story was probably going to end right here.
[The End of the Book.]
Wait, don’t have that kind of caption!
Lanci felt he had plunged into a space of illusions.
After a battle of thoughts, from the origin of the universe to the summing up of his life, all life’s moments flashed before his eyes.
Finally grasping the situation, Lanci, under the absolute threat of death, shakily picked up caramel apple tart with vanilla custard pie and brought it to the lips of Talia sitting in his lap.
Talia also trembled, beginning to bite the pie that Lanci fed her.
And so Lanci ended up in the big jail.
His face also turned red.
He could only feed Talia like this.
"Mommy, Mommy, did Daddy also feed you like this before?"
A little girl nearby asked.
"Shh!"
Her mother quickly covered her mouth.
This time, the look in her eyes carried more than an apology; it also showed great fear they would corrupt the child.
Normal people wouldn’t do such a thing.
Even though today was a festival in the Poseen Kingdom, this was a bit too much.
...
Lanci and Talia’s faces were thoroughly red.
The little girl’s words were like a meteor thrown into a calm lake, making their hearts churn violently.
Their bodies stiffened involuntarily, their glances frantic and intertwining, then quickly grazing past each other, struck by that most innocent question at their weakest point.
Talia admitted to herself that she had fantasized about being fed by Lanci in the Poseen Kingdom, but she never imagined it would be so... outrageous in the end!
She could only quickly eat the meal Lanci handed her, coordinating with him to end this lunch as soon as possible.
If they continued like this, neither of them could bear it any longer.
But this meal seemed like it would still take three to four hours.
The two, closely pressed together, thought surprisingly alike amid the heartbeats and torment—
It would have been better to have an honest and normal date like usual!
What in the world was this for anyway.
Regardless, this event today must be taken to the grave!
