"Take some more sugar." Rouwen opened the paper bag and fed him some.
Dongfang Aoshi frowned and felt much better. There was no longer a stinging pain like a layer of skin being scraped off.
Wen Wenwen saw that his tongue was red from the heat, and his thin lips were swollen, and he was severely burnt.
Remembering that he ate the whole plate for me, I suddenly felt a little guilty.
Of course it's impossible to open your mouth and care about him.
So, with a sullen face, he began to scold, "You know you don't know how to eat spicy food, but you still insist on eating so much... Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"You dare to scold me, the second lady is very courageous." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip mockingly, his expression was shallow, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking, whether he was angry or not.
Wen Wen felt that he was not angry, so she had the courage to sarcastically say, "Am I wrong? There is no one in this world who doesn't know how to eat spicy food, so why insist on eating it? I really saw today what it means to be a fool.
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"I can't believe that the majestic Ninth Prince would do such a stupid thing." The more he spoke, the smoother he became. Wen Wenwen simply let go of his courage and scolded her.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, but squinted his eyes slightly, his pupils tightening.
Wen Wen was so happy that she didn't notice his expression at all.
By the time she reacted, Dongfang Aoshi had already knocked her down severely.
"Dongfang Aoshi...you, what are you doing?" Wen Wenwen knocked his head against the wall of the sedan, and his voice stuttered.
"What? The second lady is scared?" Dongfang Aoshi smiled half-heartedly, with an evil charm, "Didn't you feel happy just now when you scolded me?"
"..." Wen Wen pushed him hard, but couldn't push him away, "Who is scared? Let go! What do you want to do in broad daylight - ugh!"