Spice Bakudeku Novels & Stories

He is coming back in the next chapter with lot's of spice and sweets (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ ser feliz 🌹

O baka tofu na talaga yun! "Shrimp Biryani, Mulaku Bajji, and Mango Lassi" ani Harvey. Yung Mulaku Bajji naman yung loob niya ay sili at yung Mint Chutney. Edi maanghang yun. (Jalapeño Fritters and Mint Chutney) "Chicken Tikka Masala and Mango Lassi, that's all" sabi ko. "Wait for 10 minutes, to serve your orders , ma'am, sir"

The symphony of flavors dances upon her taste buds, transcending her into a world of pure bliss. Not one to shy away from bold flavors, Beatrice steers her breakfast adventure towards The Spicy Shack, a hidden gem renowned for its fiery morning delights. With a daring spirit, she orders a plate of huevos rancheros, adorned with zesty salsa and a sprinkle of fiery jalapeños. As the heat builds in her mouth, a twinkle of satisfaction lights up her eyes, knowing she has conquered yet another culinary challenge.

replied Rere whose face turned red with eyes wet from choking earlier. His hand gestured to the Dewa behind his back, that he was fine. Dewa has returned to his seat, they returned to enjoy lunch with light jokes. "Looks like I have to bring you here often, Dew. Your mood changes when you see duck and chili sauce." said Dewa who chose lunch with rawon sauce dishes. Just like Mrs. Zeza's choice. "Yeah, maybe because I've never been able to make the same spices like this," replied Rere with his hand back to put his food in his mouth.

He brings it to my lips. — Taste. I obey. The fish is delicate, melting. But I taste nothing other than the intensity of his gaze on my mouth as it chews. When I've swallowed, he leans in again. This time, his tongue enters my mouth, seeking, taking the taste of the fish, stealing it. It is of such raw sensuality that my stomach clenches.

“But if you want, I could try baking one…” “Yes, please!” “How about 宫保虾蛄?” I asked. (Gōng bǎo xiā gū) (Spicy, stir-fried mantis prawn) “要饭么?” (Yào fàn me?) (Do you need rice?) “Yes, of course!” “…Rice?” Kuroyuki murmured. “…I want a 弁当, please.” (Bento) (Home-packed meal) “Then would you mind having the same rice with Kuroyuki instead?” Blaze asked me.