Chapter 151: I Want To Eat You

"I'm going to make dinner. Anyway, Teacher, you can't have any ice cream."

With the ice cream still filling his mouth, Andrew turned and headed for the kitchen.

Scarlett stood there in a daze, staring at the tiny piece of waffle cone left in her hand.

Although she was a little annoyed, she wasn't actually angry. She simply let out a quiet sigh.

She knew Andrew was only doing it for her own good, but she had really wanted that ice cream.

Whenever she felt unhappy, she used to either drink alcohol or eat ice cream. Ever since she started dating Andrew, however, he refused to let her eat anything cold.

The main reason was that she suffered severe stomach pain every time she had her period. Andrew insisted that she let her stomach recover before eating cold food again.

Thinking about it, Scarlett couldn't help missing the cool sensation of licking an ice cream cone. It had always been so comforting.

Now that it was gone, she got up, intending to find something else to eat.

As she passed the study, she happened to see Catherine sitting inside, eating an ice cream cone while reviewing a book.

Instantly, she felt a little resentful.

Why won't this little troublemaker let me eat one, yet he doesn't care if his own sister does?

The more Scarlett thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became.

By the time she went to bed that night, her lips were still pouted, making her displeasure obvious.

Seeing this, Andrew could only comfort her.

"Teacher, once your stomach gets better, I'll buy you ice cream every day if you want it. Just bear with it for now. Besides, it's winter. Most people don't eat ice cream at this time of year."

"What if my stomach never gets better? What if it hurts every time I have my period? Does that mean I can never eat ice cream again?"

Scarlett crossed her arms and pouted.

"That won't happen! Trust me. Before summer arrives, I guarantee your stomach will be completely better."

"You're not living inside my stomach. How would you know?"

Scarlett stared at Andrew before continuing,

"And you even snatched my ice cream today!"

"I was just afraid you'd keep eating it, Teacher."

"What if I want to eat some right now?"

"Uh..."

Andrew was left speechless.

"Teacher, besides ice cream, what else would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

"I don't know."

"..."

What a perfect "I don't know."

Andrew sat on the bed and thought for a moment. Then he suddenly leaned closer to Scarlett with a grin.

"Teacher, why don't you just eat me instead?"

Scarlett immediately shot him a disdainful look and instinctively reached out as if to push him away.

Her mouth was already open, ready to say, Who would want to eat you?

But the next moment, she stopped herself.

The disdain in her eyes gradually turned into something more complicated, and her soft pink lips curled into a faint smile.

Seeing the change in her expression, Andrew quickly sat upright.

Something felt slightly off.

Before he could say anything, Scarlett suddenly threw the quilt over them and tackled him beneath the covers.

"Mmm!"

"You said I could eat you, so don't take your words back!"

"Mmm... Help!"

...

The next morning, Andrew woke up with several red marks on his neck and looked utterly exhausted.

He opened the refrigerator, took out some frozen buns, and placed them into the steamer.

The previous night, he and Scarlett had spent quite a while cuddling beneath the covers, and things had almost gone further.

Fortunately, they had both managed to calm themselves down in the end.

Neither of them wanted to risk anything happening without proper protection.

Even so, Andrew still felt a little dizzy when he got out of bed that morning.

"Scarlett has so much energy. Even after all that fooling around last night, she was still full of vigor."

Thinking about it, Andrew couldn't help feeling a little intimidated.

Am I going to be pinned to the bed forever in the future?

...Although, when I think about it, that doesn't sound too bad.

Pah, pah, pah! I'm a man—a real man! How can I always be the one on the bottom?

Scarlett's right. I really need to exercise!

A large part of why people become lazy is simply because they lack motivation.

Now that Andrew finally had a goal, he immediately changed into workout clothes and went out for a run.

He completed one lap around the residential complex, though he had to stop several times along the way to catch his breath.

It had to be admitted that after neglecting exercise for more than half a year, his physical fitness had deteriorated considerably. He really needed to train hard to get back into shape.

On his way home, he also bought three cups of soy milk for breakfast.

But strangely, the room was still very quiet.

Catherine still being asleep at this hour wasn't unusual to Andrew, but Scarlett still not being awake was.

Andrew immediately realized something was wrong. He heated some water and returned to the bedroom.

There, he found Scarlett curled up tightly beneath the quilt.

Her delicate, fair face was slightly flushed, and she looked at Andrew with hazy eyes.

"Teacher, does your stomach hurt?"

Scarlett shook her head.

"It doesn't hurt. I just feel... restless."

"Ah? What do you mean by restless?" Andrew asked, not understanding.

"Restless means restless."

"..."

That explanation explained absolutely nothing, but it convinced Andrew that Scarlett was on her period.

Whenever this happened, she became absent-minded, a little silly, and even somewhat adorable.

Although he still didn't quite understand what she meant, knowing that her stomach no longer hurt made him relax.

After months of taking care of her, Scarlett's stomach had finally recovered.

"Teacher, isn't it much better than before? You should've listened to me. I was right."

"Since it doesn't hurt anymore, I want an ice cream after my period is over."

Scarlett stared at Andrew from beneath the quilt as she spoke.

"Okay. I'll buy one for you in a week."

Andrew nodded solemnly, coaxing her like a little girl. Even now, she was still thinking about ice cream.

"Teacher, should I bring you breakfast? I bought soy milk, and I steamed some custard buns."

Scarlett gently shook her head.

"I don't want custard buns. I've been eating them for several days already."

Truthfully, Andrew was getting tired of them too, but Catherine loved them, and there were still plenty left in the refrigerator.

"Then what do you want to eat, Teacher? I'll go buy it for you."

"I..."

Scarlett looked at Andrew, thought for a moment, and then said,

"I want to eat you."

"Huh?"

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"Teacher, stop joking around. Let's eat breakfast first."

Andrew smiled, assuming Scarlett was simply being playful.

However, still curled up beneath the quilt, Scarlett shook her head.

"I'm not joking. I really want to eat you."

"..."

Andrew truly didn't know how Scarlett could say something so outrageous in such a serious tone.

What was even more unbelievable was that Scarlett, who was usually so aloof and composed, would say something so unexpectedly childish.

"Teacher, you can't actually eat me. Let's have breakfast first, or you'll be hungry."

"Mm-mm."

Scarlett shook her head, her long black hair swaying back and forth like a rattle drum.

"I'm not hungry. I just want to eat you. Come here."

"But you still have to eat breakfast, or your stomach will hurt later."

Andrew sighed, completely at a loss for how to coax the current Scarlett into eating.

Sometimes he genuinely suspected that Scarlett's normally calm, intelligent, and mischievous brain worked so hard that it needed her entire menstrual period each month just to cool down.

That was why, whenever she was on her period, Scarlett turned into a silly little girl.

Before Andrew could think of a way to persuade her, Scarlett spoke again.

"Then after I finish breakfast, let me take two bites out of you."

"Uh... Fine."

As ridiculous as it sounded, as long as Scarlett was willing to eat breakfast, Andrew wasn't about to argue.

He brought over the soy milk and custard buns, patiently feeding them to her one bite at a time.

Andrew initially thought that since Scarlett felt unwell, she would eat slowly with her small mouth open, just like before.

Unexpectedly, Scarlett opened her mouth extremely wide and swallowed the palm-sized custard bun in one bite, startling Andrew.

No way? Was Scarlett's mouth actually that big?

Although Scarlett usually ate quickly, she always ate with her small mouth opening and closing, which was still quite graceful.

Unlike now, her mouth was stuffed full, bulging on both sides, then she chewed a couple of times and swallowed.

Scarlett slightly opened her small mouth, and Andrew offered the soy milk.

After a few sips, she opened her mouth wide again, waiting for Andrew to bring the custard bun to her mouth.