Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The pasta was picked up by the little cyborg and flew away, falling on the fine carpet.

And the little biochemical man seemed to realize that he had done something wrong.

She paused and glanced at him cautiously.

The waiter in the distance happened to see it and quickly asked someone to come over and clean it up.

But unexpectedly, the manager was alerted.

Alberto apologized from the side: "Sorry, you can ask me for the cleaning expenses when the time comes."

He is an imperial general, and it is already a great honor to be able to visit their restaurant.

The manager said quickly: "General York is very polite, but it's just a small matter. I hope you enjoy your meal with this lady."

But Alberto still insisted on compensation.

As he spoke, he glanced at the little cyborg subconsciously.

She seemed to be frightened by herself, and she put down the knife at some point. She placed her hands uneasily in front of her knees, and her little head almost hung on her chest.

Alberto could not blame him for this pitiful appearance.

Besides, it's not her fault.

Alberto thought for a moment: "Please arrange a private room for me. I like it quieter."

The manager quickly sent someone down to make arrangements.

After a while, the food on their table was carried to the private room.

As soon as the door closed, Alberto and the little cyborg were the only two people left in the room.

But the little cyborg still lowered his head and stood by the wall uneasily.

Probably worried that he would be angry.

Alberto tried to keep his voice as cold as possible: "Come and sit down."

The little cyborg glanced at him quickly, and seeing that he didn't look angry, he slowly came over and sat down.

But he didn't dare to eat anymore. He looked at the delicacies on the table eagerly, with a look of salivation and grievance on his face.

Alberto put the knife and fork into her hands.

"It's your first time touching tableware. It's normal that you don't know how to use it. I'll teach you."

He sat next to her, holding a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and put the knife on the steak.

"This knife is for cutting meat, like this."

He held the steak with a fork in his left hand, and slowly cut the meat on the edge of the fork with a knife, cutting the steak into small pieces.

The little bioman probably found it interesting, so he immediately started to imitate him with great interest.

But it was the first time she had done this, and she didn't have any strength in her hands, so she cut the steak open with a knife, including the plate.

The beautiful and delicate porcelain plate cracked in half.

The steak juices flowed along the cracks and onto the table.

Alberto: "..."

Xiaoshenghua was frightened by himself again, and lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.

Alberto could only pretend that nothing was wrong: "It's okay, you just tried too hard."

He thought for a moment, then simply walked behind her, passed his left hand behind her, and covered her left hand.

The same gesture on her right hand enveloped her hand.

The man's hand was so big that he could almost completely grasp her hand in it.

I don't know if it's due to years of training, but there are a lot of calluses on his hands.

It is thick and has a wonderful touch on the delicate skin.

Gu Ruojiao moved unconsciously and heard his voice ringing in her ears.

"I'm just teaching you, don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he used her hand to repeat his earlier actions.

Whenever she subconsciously tried to exert force, Alberto would control her.

"Take your time, yes, feel this strength." He was very patient and gentle, completely unable to see the harshness of fighting.

If acquaintances saw him like this, their jaws would probably drop in shock.

Under Alberto's "personal demonstration", the little cyborg cut the steak into small pieces for the first time.

Her eyebrows curved with joy, and she turned her head to seek praise.

But she didn't want Alberto to be close to her.

Alberto only felt two soft touches brush against his cheeks, like jelly hitting him.

Soft, very q bouncy.