On the surface, he smiled lightly, and looked at Yun Ruoyue with a smile like a flower, "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious." ”

People who can't even eat chili peppers are men in vain.

"Is it really delicious? But Childe, why are your lips beating? The corners of Mo Li's eyes twitched.

The prince's mouth was so spicy that it jumped, and he actually said that it was delicious, which was clearly pretending.

"Are my lips beating? How I didn't feel it. Chu Xuanchen's lips trembled and said.

"You like it so much, I'll add some spices to you." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she not only put a big spoonful of chili pepper on the wonton, but also a big spoonful of Sichuan pepper, she didn't kill him to death, she wanted to numb him to death.

See if he dares to tell her to serve him.

Seeing the yellow-brown peppercorn powder, Chu Xuanchen's pupils widened, but he comforted himself that it was fed by his own woman, even if it was poison, he couldn't have stage fright.

"Open your mouth." Yun Ruoyue said coldly.

"Thank you, lady, I am deeply honored for my husband." After Chu Xuanchen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and swallowed the wonton in one gulp.

Suddenly, this spicy taste made him want to drink all the water of Chu State.

He felt like a firecracker was setting off in his mouth, his tongue was beating down and down, his heart was burned red, and his face was flushed.

The raging fire was burning his throat, and he really wanted to jump into the lake.

"Sister, how can you be so kind to your husband? It's all spicy to him, you're too much. Husband, drink a bowl of chilled sour plum soup. This sweet soup is anti-spicy, come. After Nangong Rou finished speaking, she hurriedly took a can of sour plum soup at the proprietress stall.

Chu Xuanchen was indeed so spicy that he couldn't pretend anymore, he took the sour plum soup and poured it into his mouth with a gurgling mouth.

After pouring sour plum soup into his stomach, he felt a little better.

mark(“zhong“);

Nangong Rou hurriedly patted him on the back, with a distressed face, "Husband, are you okay?" Is it still spicy? If it's spicy, drink a little more. ”

"No, it's okay." Chu Xuanchen said lightly.

"Come on, drink some more water, if you don't get rid of the spicy just now, it will hurt your stomach." When Nangong Rou said this, tears had already flowed down and fell on Chu Xuanchen's hands.

As soon as warm tears fell onto the back of his hand, Chu Xuanchen suddenly glanced at Nangong Rou, and then withdrew his eyes lightly.

He looked at Yun Ruoyue again and found that she didn't look at them at all, eating the wontons in the bowl.

Seeing her look heartless, his heart ached.

He was so uncomfortable just now, she didn't care about him at all, but Nangong Rou was so uncomfortable that she shed tears.

Could it be that Yun Ruoyue hates him so much in her heart?

Also, he treated her so much at the beginning, and she didn't care about him, which was a matter of course.

He hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, it was he who went too far ahead of her, and he didn't expect to get her love.

However, he treated her so sincerely, but in exchange for her ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness, no matter how hot his heart was, it would be cold.

"Husband, come, there are no chili peppers in this bowl of wontons, you can eat this bowl." After Nangong Rou finished speaking, she moved the bowl of wontons in front of her to Chu Xuanchen.

Chu Xuanchen raised his head and glanced at the considerate Nangong Rou.

Unexpectedly, he treated her so much, but she was so considerate to him.

Putting aside Nangong Rou's scheming, she really did her best to him, but he didn't love her.