DOOMED TO BE CANNON FODDER -1

CHAPTER -48

But, if he truly wants to do this or that, should I refuse or just lay there submissively?

Bai Lisa was deeply conflicted, but in the end, he wanted. The supporting male lead wasn’t interested in her anyway and her thoughts went constantly back to the maid who’d been beaten to death. Think of it as latching onto the male lead’s thigh!

Once she latched onto him, she would no longer need to compete with the female lead. She would be able to go home after persisting for a year. Lisa spent her energy trying to comfort herself as she thought through things. But regardless of how much she had comforted herself when the prince appeared, her heart started pounding like a bass drum. Her tense face blushed crimson as her pulse raced. Plain and simple, she was scared.

Seeing her crimson face, the prince just interpreted her reaction as shyness. Truth be told, he was also a little embarrassed. For a man who’d never tasted the delights of women, he was looking forward to his first time, but he was also inevitably feeling a strange, nerve-wracking feeling. He was even a bit frightened. Perhaps due to the instincts of a man, he relaxed a bit when seeing her this shy. He sat down after entering the residence and calmly stated, “Come sit and eat dinner with me.”

She was not a wife, so this young lady might have taken propriety into account and quietly sat in the back and served herself her dishes. He would be doing this and that later on with her, so it wouldn’t be too good for the two to be too distant from each other. As his thoughts reached this particular point, a crimson reminiscent of set slowly drifted into his cheeks. He hastily peeled off his overcoat and sat down, not daring to look at Lisa’s face.

Lisa was fully aware of his ultimate goal, hence she didn’t dare to look up into the prince’s face either. The two just stared at the dishes being placed on the table and began to eat silently.

The dishes tasted good. She had had the servants pay special care to the preparation since the ingredients had been provided by the prince. It was visually appealing, smelled fragrant and tasted delicious. It was a shame that it was served to two customers who had no sense of smell nor taste, and who had no idea of what they were eating.

After the awkwardly silent meal was cleared away, the atmosphere immediately became ten times more awkward. The inexperienced Jungkook was furiously trying to recall, you don’t do the deed straight after eating, right? Shouldn’t you first cultivate the appropriate mood? Hence his face became more serious as his mind worked aggressively to think of a conversation starter.

Lisa was the same, rolling the handkerchief in her hand almost into a ball but still not knowing what to do. When she Shelburn's it struck her that he wasn’t planning on leaving soon. She knew it. She was done for.

Since she was done for, then she had been a bit stronger and not leave a bad impression. When the time comes…

Wait, what on earth did not leaving a bad impression mean?! How does one leave a good impression in these matters? She had no idea, alright?? Whatever, don’t they all say to leave this kind of matter to the man…

She lifted her head slightly. She was right the first time, this man was indeed quite cold and handsome! However, his face was a bit overly structured and seemed to be a little too fierce—so fierce that others couldn’t detect even a drop of tenderness.

But that pair of enthralling eyes added much life to him. Whenever he gazed up at he could feel the waves of romance radiating off of him, as if she was an inordinate beauty.

Oh no, no. The male lead was the male lead alright. She only felt that he was frightened when she normally didn’t dare look at him closely. Now that she was assessing him carefully, she realized that he was a finer male specimen than the supporting male lead.

The only issue was that she was dared not feast on this buffet meant for the female lead. What if he realized one day that the female lead was his true love; wouldn’t that mean that she would be that much closer to her death? But if she rejected him whilst he had feelings towards her, then she was still digging her own grave. She had begun to accept her fate at this point, but her heart still swswivelledledtwo attitudes. Being proactive and passive were two entirely different concepts, she understood that now.

Fortunately, the prince didn’t instantly want to do anything with her. Instead, he said, “ How has your calligraphy been going? Why don’t you go write a few words for me to see.”

“Of course.” Lisa let out her breath and went behind the writing desk to write a few words. However, when she lifted her head,  she discovered that Jungkook had already walked in front of her.

Those two were very close and she immediately became very nervous. She became flustered, hurriedly taking a step back. But Jungkook was accustomed to her scared reactions by now. He had also come by the unusual notion that she would hurt herself once she panicked. As such, he held onto her shoulders, a desk between them, as he not quite shouted “Don’t move”.

An accident did end up befalling Lisa. She tripped over the chair and started falling backwards. Unbeknownst to her, Jungkook had reached her shoulder at the same time. Her not-so-durable clothes instantly ripped open with an audible tearing sound.

Clothes were quite depressing in the olden days, as they had to be worn in layers. A white top and verdant undergarment quickly made their appearance-. This made Jungkook’s breathing hitch, the pure white flash of her nape almost forcing him to the edge of his willpower. He stretched out and picked her up, rushing for the bedroom without care if there were people next to him.

Lisa stiffened, she didn’t know where to go even if she wanted to cry. She could only duck her head and shy away from looking at him, clenching her two hands into tight fists. She looked ridiculously cute in this way. Jungkook looked at her attentively, carefully placing her on the bed. As nervous as he was, he still was a man. He only felt his whole body become taut with energy now, with no place to vent his emotions.

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