Mother Zhao on the side saw that there was too much movement here, and hurried over. She glanced at Ning Xiaotong, who was blushing from choking, and then looked at the dishes in front of her, and she suddenly understood.
He spoke slowly, "That's the Chaotian pepper that the kitchen helper just bought yesterday."
Ning Xiaotong suddenly felt the urge to die.
Chaotian pepper, which is produced in India, is the hottest pepper in the world.
I just put so much in it, no wonder it’s so spicy.
Zhao's mother was a little embarrassed, "It's all my fault for not warning you in advance."
Zhao's mother originally bought some because she saw that Ning Xiaotong liked spicy food, intending to use it as a seasoning in dishes, so that it would taste better.
Who knew that Ning Xiaotong would release so much.
Ning Xiaotong waved her hands and kept sticking out her tongue, trying to speak but couldn't.
Huangfu Lin glanced at her lightly, and Zhao Ma retreated.
After a while, he came over with some ice cubes.
Huangfu Lin took the cup filled with finely crushed ice cubes and ordered in a deep voice, "Open your mouth."
Ning Xiaotong opened her mouth obediently, and instantly, a cold feeling poured into her throat, making Ning Xiaotong feel very comfortable.
When her throat was no longer so hot, Ning Xiaotong looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry."
I originally wanted to cook him a meal, but ended up making such a big mistake.
Huangfu Lin shook his head, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into the bowl, "Here, this one isn't spicy."
Ning Xiaotong suddenly realized that she was glad that in order to make the color look good, she only put a lot of it in the boiled pork slices and only ordered a little in other dishes.
I ate the other dishes comfortably. The pot of boiled meat slices had never been touched. The top layer was red and lay there pitifully.
After the meal, the two held hands and took a walk in the garden for a while. Xiaotong held Huangfu Lin's strong arm and just leaned against each other. No one said a word, and they walked quietly on the cobblestone path in the garden.
Suddenly, a feeling of eternity came over me.
At this moment, Xiaotong suddenly remembered a sentence she had read in a romance novel:
Just walking with you all over the world, looking past the clouds and trees, you are the only one who has home;
In this way, I accompany you to the corners of the earth, alternating between day and night, my blue hair turns to white.
"Huangfu Lin, I love you!" She smiled and sighed contentedly.
"Ning Xiaotong, I love you too!" The man kissed her gently, as gentle as water.
At night, the passionate drama continues.
The thin white moonlight shone peacefully on the earth, quietly admiring the charming and fragrant scene in the room, on the luxurious bed.
Only lingering sounds were heard, occasionally accompanied by a scream, which was particularly gentle in the air.
At the end, I could only hear the cry for mercy, lingering in the ambiguous night.
"Rin, please, don't stop. I really can't do it anymore."
What responded to Ning Xiaotong's weak begging for mercy was the more powerful impact.
Only the seductive moans were heard, filling the air and spreading in all directions.
…
In the early morning, when the first ray of dawn shines through the cracks in the curtains, the figure on the bed opens his eyes quickly.
Everywhere you look is filled with snow-white.
The snow-white walls, snow-white ceiling, snow-white sheets, and even the hospital gown were all dazzling white.
The surroundings were quiet, and Mother Han had already gone back to rest under her own persuasion.
Raising his hands to cover his eyes, Han Shaoqi looked quite annoyed.