Chapter 96: Exchange of White Rice
Maxwell Peary glanced indifferently at the wide-eyed Nia Mitchell. Does she really need to be this surprised?
Nia Mitchell nervously sat down, her hands holding a bowl of soup as she stared at the bowl of plain rice in front of her—the one Maxwell Peary had eaten from.
She secretly glanced at Maxwell Peary. He was sitting there, thoroughly enjoying his food. The sight of him like this made Nia Mitchell’s cheeks burn.
How suggestive.
But they had already done something so blush-worthy earlier, so what was exchanging bowls of plain rice in comparison?
Nia Mitchell silently encouraged herself. She absolutely couldn’t let Maxwell Peary look down on her or see her make a fool of herself.
So, summoning her courage, she feigned composure, picked up her chopsticks and the bowl of plain rice, and began to eat as if nothing were out of the ordinary.
Maxwell Peary was indeed surprised. Although he hadn’t spent much time with this little bunny, Rabina Mitchell, he knew enough about her temperament to understand that shyness was definitely a defining trait.
Watching her little face flush red, her heart clearly pounding despite her pretense of ease, Maxwell Peary sat there, appreciatively chewing the eggplant in his mouth.
Not bad, not bad at all, Maxwell thought. She has great potential. If he didn’t help her loosen up, how would he ever experience the intimate joys of the bedroom, how could he fully enjoy their nights together in the future?