Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Chyou took a pause from the conversation and willingly stepped into a meditative trance. She was trying to find the last time she acted so comically to the point of her own embarrassment.

Isn't this Xiang's forte? It's the main duty of my little brother to make a fool of himself with that silly face of his.

So why am I getting trolled so much today? Where should I bury myself for blurting out something like that?

"Chyou."

"Ssh. I am meditating."

"Right now in the restaurant?" he raised his brow.

"Certain situations demand certain resolutions."

"Will you at least open your eyes?"

"What's the point of meditating then?"

"You cannot see the menu and give your order to the server who has been standing here for five minutes and trying very hard to not judge you."

"..."

The server coughed. "Should I give you two some more time?"

"I don't think even the entire evening will be enough for her to step out of her meditation," he smiled.

"*Ahem*" Chyou grabbed the menu and by opening only a tiny slit of her eyes, she scanned the menu or at least tried to.

"Huh? You sell machos here? Macho men? Are they edible?"

Yating coughed hard. He gratefully thanked the Gods above that he wasn't drinking water right then.

The server's brow twitched hard. "...Nachos. Mam, it's nachos."

"..."

"Oh," she then laughed out. "Of course I could see that. It's not like I have my eyes closed."

Mam, that tiny slit is as good as closed only…

She quickly tried to find another dish. "How come there are bathing soaps in your menu? How is a customer supposed to eat soap?"

"Huh? Bathing soaps?"

"That's what is written here. Soaps."

The server slightly leaned and his brow twitched hard yet again.

"Sopes. Mam, they are Sopes. It's a dish where we serve thick corn cakes topped with meat, cheese, lettuce, etc. We…we don't serve bathing soaps as a delicacy here, Mam. That won't be a dish. That's poison if you eat it."

"..."

There was a moment of silence after which she promptly closed the menu and slowly slid it towards Yating's side of the table as she whispered. "I just remembered that I am not so familiar with Mexican cuisine. How about you give the order, Mr. Lover of Randomness?"

Yating tried not to laugh and mimicked her own tone of whisper. "Sure, why not, Miss. Meditating Queen."

"..."

Yating handed out the order to the server and then got back his attention to Chyou, folding his arms against his chest. "How about you open your eyes now?"

"Don't underestimate meditation, okay? It's very hard," she sincerely nodded.

"I thought I told you that I wanted you to look at me tonight."

"Well, plans change ahaha!"

"How will you eat your food?"

"I will manage."

"Just like how you managed with the menu~"

"..."

Yating tilted his head thoughtfully and arched his brow with a playful idea.

The appetizers arrived and Chyou drooled with their tempting fragrance. She tried to find the spoon and fork when Yating held her hand. "Wait a minute."

"W-what?" Her heart jumped in nervousness for some reason.

"You are my date tonight and I thought that it would be a blot on my name if I let you get hurt. What if you accidentally stab your hand or face with the fork? Your safety is my first priority and I will happily take the responsibility. You are meditating, after all."

Yating got up from his seat and walked around the table as he stood beside her chair where she was seated.

Chyou opened that tiny slit once again and hazily saw an arm closer to her. A second later, she felt a sense of warmth and proximity envelope her, thumping her heart faster.

Hm, hm? What is going on here?

"I believe it's only prudent if I feed you, right?" His low, deep whisper echoed from somewhere very, very close to her ear.

"Asjsuzssjdujdkhs!!!"

Her mind was rendered unable to express her bouncing emotions at that point.

Yating brought a bite of the delicious appetizer near her lips and said, "Say aah~"

Chyou stumbled even though she was sitting. "I-I-I can eat by myself…!"

"Aish, how can I let you take up such a dangerous task with your eyes closed? But worry not. I am right beside you. Veryyyyyyyy near. So rest assured."

Chyou couldn't make out what expression laced his face but felt an inkling that he was enjoying this. The band music drummed in the air and so did her heartbeats.

She swallowed a gulp with his chest almost hugging her and parted her lips to eat the bite when she felt a tiny and faint brush of his finger on her chin. It tickled that spot and she jolted upright, knocking Yating's chin in the process.

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"Ow!"

"What? What?" Chyou opened her eyes and found Yating rubbing the area of his chin where her head collided with.

"I am sorry! I am so sorry!" She grabbed his face and worriedly looked for any injury anywhere. "It must hurt, right?"

Yating placed his hand on the back of hers that held his face and smiled. "Now, it doesn't when you are finally looking at me."

She blinked twice and realizing her error, she blushed hard. "Y-you cheater! You planned all this, right?"

"Knocking out my chin is completely on you."

"..."

"How d-dare you break my meditation spell?" she fumbled.

"It's not so fun as compared to seeing your adorable blushes and reactions," he chuckled. "So, Miss. Zhu. I hope you learn your lesson now and enjoy the dinner with me in peace with your eyes open or else I might just grant your wish."

Wish?

Ah so you want to openly ask for one too.

That's exactly my point!

"Hahsksisagshwjw!!"

Her thoughts twirled and twirled around themselves until she felt dizziness set in.

By wish, h-he means he will k-ki-kiss me!?

"That was the whole point of going into meditation but y-you...!"

You reminded me about it again!

Yating heartily laughed, returning back to his seat. "Let's enjoy the dinner, shall we?