After Transmigrating into the Only Female in the Beast World, I Can't Hold On Anymore

[One Female Multiple Males + Alluring to All Males Group Pet + Pregnant Runaway + Upgrade Flow + All Males Pure]Upon opening her eyes, Qiao Suisui transmigrated into an interstellar beast world whe...

115. Chapter 115 Ambiguity

Chapter 115 Ambiguity

The guard was genuinely confused.

He didn't know how this man suddenly appeared in front of him, nor did he know why he could walk around so leisurely as if he was in his own home, so relaxed.

In fact, Carl was very nervous. He lowered his head and checked himself for the third time. His shoes were clean, his clothes were relatively formal, and there was also a bouquet in his hand. Carl adjusted the angle of the bouquet ribbon and then looked ahead with satisfaction.

He looked at the guard and could clearly see panic and the gesture of wanting to call for help on the other's face.

"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm here for a party."

Who would show up out of nowhere to attend a banquet without going through the main entrance? The guard howled in his heart.

Suddenly, the palace door was opened.

Karl smiled when he saw the person who opened the door, but his face immediately fell when he saw the man following her.

Liberi held a pair of delicate slippers in one hand, staring at Carl with cold eyes.

Neither man said anything, but they succeeded in making the atmosphere tense.

"Karl, you're here. I'm sorry, I'm not ready yet. How about I ask someone to take you over first?" Qiao Suisui was about to ask the servants to entertain her, but she heard Karl say, "I'm not a guest. There's no need to bother."

Before she could react to the other meanings of these words, she only saw an elegant bouquet of flowers in front of her.

"For me?"

Seeing him nod with a smile, Qiao Susu took it with a little surprise.

The bouquet wasn't large, making it very easy to hold. The ribbon was of exceptional quality. The flowers were pale pink tulips in full bloom, a different kind from their original world, an interstellar variety, with a few violets mixed in. The colors were pale, but the combination was beautiful, and the scent was a light lily. She hadn't expected Karl to send her flowers. Such a gentlemanly gesture seemed completely out of place with his usual demeanor. She had expected him to choose a large, dazzling bouquet, given his personality, but instead, it was a small bouquet that perfectly suited her preferences.

Girls are always in a good mood when they receive flowers. Qiao Susu lowered her head to smell them, then looked up and smiled at him.

"Thank you." She said in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

The man who was always a jerk and had a bad temper had his eyebrows slightly raised. He touched the tip of his nose and looked away unnaturally. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up but he tried hard to suppress them, and there was a suspicious blush on his face.

Libery waved away the guards, then leaned over to help her put on her shoes. He stood beside Qiao Suisui, his arm resting on her lower back. The two of them looked a perfect match. He casually declared his sovereignty to Carl: "You're a guest now, please come in."

Qiao Susu didn't dare to let the two men be alone together, who knew if they would fight again. Finally, she asked the servant to take Carl to the terrace to wait for her, and then she coaxed and persuaded Liberi to leave, and had to agree to his "condition".

She had originally planned to whip up a few home-cooked side dishes, but when she arrived in the kitchen, everyone saw she was there and eagerly displayed their creations, each one more impressive than the last. Qiao Suisui didn't realize her actions were being interpreted as the boss coming to inspect the ground level. Everyone was on edge, the kitchen bustling with activity, and she felt a bit embarrassed to show off in front of everyone. When the food finally arrived, it was practically a 5,000-year history of Chinese cuisine.

Karl looked at the table full of sincerity and said nothing for a long time.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking? Why don't we give them some nutrient solution?" asked Qiao Susu.

"Are you trying to kill me to silence me? Or is this the last supper?" Carl said.

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"Otherwise why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Qiao Suisui said with a smile: "Yes, this is a farewell dinner, I will send you away after you finish eating."

Karl glanced at her and said, "It's not funny." He picked up the cutlery politely and asked, "Which one did you make?"

Qiao Suisui touched her nose shyly and pointed at the dish of tofu with scallions in the corner. "That one."

The cold dish was simple and quick to prepare, and she didn't think too much about it when she was making it. But when it was served, she felt it was really not good enough. To thank the customer, she treated him to some tofu with green onions. Fortunately, there was a table of Manchu Han banquet to support the occasion.

Carl took a bite, then another bite. He didn't even glance at the delicacies on the table, but kept reaching for the tofu with green onions.

He refused to eat all the famous and delicious dishes, and only ate the green onion and tofu, which looked a bit shabby in Qiao Susu's eyes.

She bit the tip of the fork, her face a little hot. When she saw him reaching for the green onion tofu again, she finally couldn't help but say, "You, you should eat something else."

"Why, you like this too? It's quite popular. Do you want me to save a few bites for you?"

This sounds a bit weird no matter how you listen to it!

"no."

Seeing her blushing cheeks and a look of embarrassment and self-consciousness, Karl suppressed a smile in his eyes. This time, he did not confront her as usual, but turned to the emerald shrimp next to him.

He washed his hands, removed the shrimp heads, carefully peeled the shrimp, and placed them on her plate.

Qiao Susu was stunned, but seeing Karl's calm expression and generous behavior, she didn't know what to say and just ate it.

So, for the rest of the meal, Karl was the one who served her. He picked up dishes for her, poured her water, and even though she only glanced at some dishes, they were already on her plate the next moment. He didn't even ask her what she liked; he picked up all the dishes for her. As he unpacked the crab for her, he kept track of which dishes she left untouched and which she took a second bite of, secretly noting them down.

Carl is a person who has no desire for food. This is also one of the requirements of his job. Sometimes a bottle of special nutrient solution can last for ten days, and he can maintain zero intake for twelve days by just chewing gum. Sometimes he even forgets that he has not replenished the nutrient solution until he feels that his body functions can no longer be mobilized, then he remembers to replenish it.

Eating, to Karl, was a meaningless and time-consuming activity. But he knew Qiao Sui Sui loved to eat, and eating well would make her feel good.

He was not very skilled in the delicate work of peeling crab meat, and the meat he peeled was scattered and could not be picked up into pieces, so he just fed her the crab meat by pinching the crab shell with his hands.

Qiao Sui Sui wasn't used to being so close to him and wanted to say she would do it herself, but he made a gesture of opening his mouth and said with a long "ah" sound, "Hurry up, my arms are sore."

Helplessly, Qiao Suisui opened her mouth and bit the crab meat, and saw Karl curling his lips and praising: "Good boy, you are awesome."

“.”

After dinner, Karl wiped her hands with a hot towel again. He held her bony wrist with his big hand and wiped her fingers one by one slowly and methodically.

The man lowered his head with a serious expression. From Qiao Susu's perspective, she could just see his eyebrow stud, a small silver stud. She was a little curious and touched it out of nowhere.

Karl paused, looked up at her, and smiled bewitchingly.

"like?"

"Just curious." Qiao Susu wanted to retract her hand, but the man grabbed it first.

Karl’s big hand pinched her small hand and brought it to his brow bone.

Her fingertips touched his thick eyebrows, and then were led to touch his nose bridge, and then moved down, her fingertips slid from the depression of his philtrum to his lips, outlining his contours.

Sister, please give me another vote. I can't do it anymore. I feel uncomfortable all over and can't write anymore. Please, one more vote. Um. I suddenly got a serious illness. Believe it or not, I won't update for you tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)