As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Roy forcibly interrupted Jon Snow's attempt to drink by saying that they would probably be dancing soon. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and quickly took her around the beverage area to taste other food.

The food at the banquet was not bad, but unfortunately, Roy was wearing a suit and had to take care of the beautiful woman beside him, so he couldn't eat to his heart's content. He only tasted a little of everything, which made him feel itchy.

At this time, he began to admire Jon Snow a little.

No matter what she eats, her expression remains unchanged, and she seems to have no interest in food. Perhaps this is one of the reasons for her slim figure...

Until we passed the dessert area.

Roy was about to move forward, but the other party just stood there and didn't move.

"Teacher Snow?"

Roy followed her gaze and caught a glimpse of a row of delicate little cakes covered with blueberry jam, and instantly understood what she meant.

It is mentioned in the original work that Jon Snow loves sweets, and his favorite is the blueberry cake from his hometown.

Although his face was still aloof, his eyes were shining straight ahead, and his thin white throat was still trembling. Roy inexplicably reminded him of [Xiaobai] who drooled at the sight of meat bones, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Pfft."

Jon Snow abruptly looked away, pretending nothing had happened: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I was just thinking that Mr. Snow has a cute side sometimes. If you want to eat, go ahead and eat."

"Correction. I didn't feel like eating it. I just happened to see it and felt nostalgic."

Tsk, the apprentice saw me in such an embarrassing state again.

I have to redeem my image as a mentor and an elder, otherwise I will be looked down upon...

The girl straightened her body and cast her gaze to the other side calmly: "Compared to cake, I prefer the red wine from my hometown..."

Roy's smile faded.

"No, no, no, I think the cake is fine!"

"No need. I have no taste for sweets."

Despite Jon Snow's slender figure, he was still a Sequence 5. Without the [Evil Dragon Blood Armor] to increase his strength, Roy was completely unable to pull her away and was practically dragged along.

What if Jon Snow gets drunk and behaves rudely to me in front of the whole school, even ambassadors from various countries, and then Charlotte and the others hear about it...

Roy broke out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.

Seeing that the other party was about to touch the drink, the boy quickly thought: "But I'm interested. I really want to try the cake!"

After hearing this, the silver-haired girl finally stopped and muttered helplessly: "...I really can't do anything about you."

Chapter 81 Familiar Stubbornness

"Your Highness, please don't hesitate to eat some more. I highly recommend this blueberry cake."

"Sorry to bother you, Dean, I really... Ugh!"

Extraordinary people can go for a long time without eating, but their stomach capacity is not much greater than that of ordinary people.

To be honest, the food in the banquet hall is really good.

But even pigs on a farm can't keep working all the time? Do you think the prince of my country is a glutton?!

Winter racked his brains to figure out why the Sage had pestered him today and kept forcing him to eat.

After eating and drinking all the way, the burden on his stomach finally made Winter's smile more forced.

What's outrageous is that this old man accompanied him to eat and drink all the way, but he seemed to have a bottomless pit in his stomach and still looked at ease.

"Sorry, I might have to excuse myself for a moment!"

The prince of the empire no longer had time to look for his fiancée and had to go to the bathroom to deal with the real crisis first.

He watched the other party escape from the banquet hall with a smile, and then caught a glimpse of the young man and girl walking from a distance. The old man stroked his beard, happily brought a piece of cake, and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

The dishes in the dessert area have been cut and placed on small plates, which are both exquisite and easy to take.

Roy brought a blueberry cake and retreated to the corner with Jon Snow.

The cheesecake topped with blueberry jam, fresh blueberries, and blueberry cream looked very appetizing. Roy took a small bite with a spoon and was not disappointed.

It is sweet and sour without being greasy, leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, and has a unique flavor. It is not unreasonable that this special dessert from the empire is so popular.

However, I am not the one who really likes this.

Roy brought the plate to Jon Snow and pretended to share: "It tastes quite good. Mr. Jon Snow, you should try it too."

"...There's nothing I can do. Just take a bite." Jon Snow sighed pretentiously.

When she took the plate, her eyes were filled with solemnity, as if she was taking over some rare treasure.

Then she scooped a small piece with another small spoon that Roy had prepared in advance and put it into her crystal lips.

The blueberry pulp, jam, and cream were crushed softly between the girl's lips, exuding a faint sweetness and staining the girl's thin lips with a hint of purple-blue.

Different from those little girls holding cakes and chattering.

Jon Snow's expression softened instantly, and he narrowed his eyes, like an elegant lady, gracefully savoring a timeless red wine, while faintly revealing a hint of happiness.

It’s not that the former is not lovely, but this cool and quiet demeanor is like a beautiful snow scene, which makes people intoxicated at first sight and unable to extricate themselves.

"What's wrong?" Jon Snow was a little surprised.

Roy withdrew his gaze and covered it up casually: "Nothing, I was just thinking, Mr. Xue Nuo really likes sweets."

"Correction. This is not an ordinary sweet. It is made with frost berries, a specialty of the North. It is the most authentic imperial dessert. The sugar content in the jam is just right, without covering up the flavor of the berries. The proportion of cream is perfect, and the choice of cheese is also very particular..." Jon Snow suddenly frowned and started teaching mode, talking nonstop, leaving Roy stunned.

Good guy, you were being reserved in front of others just now, but now you don’t pretend anymore in private, right?

Is your love for blueberry cake too deep?

Is it necessary to be so particular about dessert?

Seeing the boy's dry smile, Jon Snow frowned slightly: "It's a pity, Roy, you don't seem to have fully understood its charm. It's really a pity."

"Those who can't appreciate blueberry cake have no taste and can only live a relatively mediocre life... I have no choice but to let me teach you a lesson."

Roy was amused by such a serious statement: "Haha, are you going to ask me to learn Blueberry Encyclopedia in a few days?"

"No need to. The charm of blueberry cake can be experienced in person."

"One spoon should be filled with jam, berries, cream, and a quarter of the cake, so you can taste it all in one bite."

Roy was listening when Jon Snow suddenly grabbed a spoonful and handed it to him.

The girl said seriously, "Try again. The way you ate it just now was totally wrong. Try it again now."

"Eh? This..."

It was hard for Roy not to be shaken.

No, pay attention to the occasion!

It's okay in private, but only couples in love would do something like this in public, right?!

Roy could even hear snickers coming from all around.

The boy with hot cheeks tried to wink at the other party, but unfortunately, at this moment, there was only the enthusiasm called blueberry cake in Jon Snow's eyes, which led to a misunderstanding.

Jon Snow's expression turned cold: "You seem to be very resistant?"

"No, I just..."

Without giving the other party any room to explain, Jon Snow made a quick decision and stuffed a spoonful of food into Roy's mouth at lightning speed.

"There's no other way. Sometimes even a mentor has to be strict."

"Um... hm?"

Honestly, it's just like what Jon Snow said, the perfect proportions create a perfect sense of depth. It was just delicious before, but now it's absolutely delicious.

Seeing the boy's expression soften, Jon Snow couldn't help but curl his eyebrows and raise the corners of his lips, just like snowflakes melting, blooming with crystal clear beauty.

I never realized before that my apprentice is quite cute.

The girl lowered her voice, revealing a warm look that only comes from feeding small animals: "Do you want more?"

Looking at the girl's smile, which she herself hadn't noticed, Roy was stunned for a moment before answering, "...Yes."

Forget it, eating one bite is eating, eating two bites is eating, let people laugh at me, if I stop eating now, wouldn’t I be at a loss?

I hope this doesn't get to Charlotte and the others' ears...

Time goes by.

As the clock at the top gradually approaches the end, the New Year's Eve party is getting better and better.

In the center of the banquet hall, southern dramas and elf songs and dances were performed from time to time, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

The show came to a temporary end in the second half, replaced by soothing and melodious dance music. Young men and women, cuddling together, danced gracefully in the banquet hall, exuding a sense of romance.

Only then did Roy realize that, except for a few couples, almost no one among the teachers was dancing.

Others hugged their lovers, wives, or at least their sisters or classmates.

Bringing the instructor up there directly by myself looks very abrupt no matter how you look at it!

"Mr. Snow, do you want to go dance for a while?"

As Roy was speaking, the silver-haired figure suddenly swayed and fell into his arms.

The white shoulders and the subtle fragrance of blue roses make people feel confused.

But Roy immediately noticed that the other person's expression was not right.

"Teacher Snow?"

"I'm fine, I just... tripped."

Although the girl stood up immediately, her face was expressionless and she looked as if nothing had happened.

But her extraordinary aura was faintly disordered, and a chill emanated from her slightly pursed lips.

Especially her eyes, which were clearly avoiding his gaze.

"Teacher Snow, you wouldn't..."

"Reiterate. I said, I'm fine."

Chapter 82: Teacher Xue Nuo, I’m Sorry

The girl looked up, her beautiful eyes showing a calmness and a kind of stubbornness: "At least, everything will be fine until the end of the party."

This is undoubtedly an admission.

Roy sighed inwardly, looking at the dance party right in front of him, but he no longer had the mood to dance.

People with blood disorder should rest and recuperate, so what is Mr. Jon Snow doing?

No matter how hard she tried to pretend to be calm, her increasingly disordered breath and the chill emanating from her body had already betrayed her true condition.

For extraordinary people, blood disturbance can be a problem that can be mild or serious.

Just like when an ordinary person catches a cold, in the worst case scenario, they can die. If they are not treated with caution, extraordinary people will also be in danger if they do not handle it properly.

He had no doubt about Jon Snow's strength.

She has been tenaciously surviving the wind and snow since she was young, and as a supernatural being, she is active in the front line against demons and cultists. I think she can endure the biting cold without changing her expression and dance with me to the end.

But he didn't need this kind of strength, and he didn't want to see Jon Snow suffer to satisfy his own pleasure.

Roy turned around and stopped lingering at the dazzling banquet.

"Teacher Snow, let's go back."

"..."

Jon Snow was speechless, but he froze his feet and couldn't move.

Seeing this, Roy sighed and loosened his grip.

As expected, Jon Snow breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of the moment she relaxed, Roy made up his mind, hugged her legs and picked her up.

“Ah…”