C5 Kill You!

At that moment, it was probably the moment when her life changed the most. After a slight daze, she acted as if she had not seen anything and directly ran past the two of them.

As she ran, she broke down. What the hell was going on?

Then, she unknowingly ran to the plaza outside the inn.

There were many people on the plaza. Today, they were holding a bonfire party, and it was very lively.

She turned her head and wanted to leave, but was caught by Ms. Brad. "Claire?" She was surprised and a little surprised. "You are here too?" She pulled her along. "Come, come, come, let's play together."

She brought her into a group of people.

Those people surrounded a small bonfire and chatted. There was the sound of grilling meat. They ate meat and drank wine. They talked loudly and were very happy.

When they saw Claire, their eyes lit up. "Mistress, where did the little sister come from? Please introduce her to us!"

Claire was not used to this kind of occasion. She was so restrained that she had nowhere to put her hands and feet.

Lettie slapped the people who had asked for an introduction back one by one. "Keep it steady." Her eyes were filled with warning.

Since she was so protective of her, Claire could not bear to leave. She sat by the side and watched them make a ruckus. Since she was sitting there awkwardly, she helped Ms. Brad to roast some meat skewers.

Those people really did not come to harass her. After receiving the skewers, they all thanked her politely and secretly looked at her. When their gazes met hers, Claire was shy, and they were also embarrassed.

As a result, she bragged even louder, saying that they had gone to a mountain somewhere, how brave they were, and so on.

As Claire listened, she couldn't help but think about what had happened just now. She thought of the white hands on Jeremiah's shoulders, and her tender red lips...

"Boss, you're late."

When she heard someone call out to her, she subconsciously raised her head to look. Then, she heard a familiar voice, "If you have the ability, then pack up your camp and run."

The person in front of her giggled, "Isn't that a chance for you and the beauty?"

When the oil on the roast meat dripped onto the fire, Claire tilted her head and dodged it. She realized that the previously seated Lettie had left without her noticing. Jeremiah walked over and sat down on the same seat.

The bonfire was bright, and it made her cheeks turn slightly hot.

Jeremiah recognized her, but he deliberately sat beside her and looked at her tightly grasping the spice bottle. He said in a deep voice, "If you dare to spit it out again, I will personally feed you the things you spit out. Do you want to try?"

...

She picked up the bottle and silently sprinkled it on the roast meat. When the meat was done, he reached out and said, "Thank you."

Claire was speechless. There was too little seasoning!

After that, she continued to roast the meat. While Jeremiah was talking to someone else, she secretly sprinkled a large amount of salt and seasoning powder on the meat.

The meat was golden and fragrant.

She was waiting for Jeremiah to eat it.

Unexpectedly, he did not respond even after waiting for a long time. Seeing that the meat was about to age, Claire silently found a plate and placed it in front of him. Then, she waited quietly.

While she was doing all this, Jeremiah was talking about the competition with someone. After he finished, he raised his glass and said, "Come, let's practice again and try to get a good result."

After they finished drinking, he picked up the meat as Claire wanted, but he did not eat it!

He handed the meat back to her and said, "Thank you for helping to roast it for so long. Here, take this for you."

Under the bonfire, he smiled and his eyes were bright. He looked like a gentle and elegant gentleman.

Only Claire looked at the big pile of meat under her eyelids and was silent.