"Boss, dinner's ready."
After Chi Musheng used his sword to cut out two chopsticks, he shouted into the carriage.
Having composed herself, Tu Shan Honghong slowly sat down next to Chi Musheng, looking down at the two chopsticks Chi Musheng had handed her, unsure of how to begin.
She eats in Tushan, but she never uses chopsticks; she always uses a spoon or her hands. She never goes through all that trouble.
"Boss, give it a try!" Chi Musheng looked at Tu Shan Honghong with anticipation, hoping for her evaluation.
"good"
Tu Shan Honghong's hands were in a very awkward position as she tried to find a less embarrassing way to hold the chopsticks.
Why does this guy insist on using chopsticks? Can't he use his hands? Doesn't he know that the fox demons of Tushan don't use chopsticks?
In her haste, with a "snap," Tu Shan Honghong snapped the two chopsticks in two, and silence fell over the room.
Even the most foolish person would realize at this moment that Tu Shan Hong Hong doesn't know how to use chopsticks.
Realizing what was happening, Chi Musheng quickly picked up a piece of rabbit meat and held it to Tu Shan Honghong's mouth. He had been feeding foxes for three years, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was very experienced.
He fed me.
Tu Shan Honghong nervously gripped the hem of her clothes, slightly opened her mouth, and ate the rabbit meat.
The moment it entered her mouth, the numbing and spicy sensation exploded in her mouth, shooting straight to the top of her head. Tu Shan Honghong almost thought it was poisonous, and felt so painful that she wanted to stick out her tongue.
But for the sake of her image, and to avoid disappointing Chi Musheng's expectant eyes, she forced herself to endure the spiciness of the rabbit meat and slowly chewed and swallowed it.
Little did she know, her face was already flushed red from the spiciness.
Chi Musheng asked cautiously.
"How does the boss's cooking taste?"
Seeing that cherry-red face, almost steaming, he wondered if too much chili had been added, or if Tu Shan Hong Hong simply couldn't handle spicy food.
“Not bad,” Tu Shan Honghong said calmly.
Clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, she suppressed the urge to stick out her tongue. What on earth had Chi Musheng done? Her tongue hurt so much, and it felt a little numb.
"Really?" Chi Musheng continued to pick up rabbit meat and put it into Tu Shan Honghong's mouth. Since the sugar daddy said it was good, it meant that he liked spicy food. At worst, he would eat dessert later to make do. He had to feed the sugar daddy first.
Piece after piece, Tu Shan Honghong's face grew increasingly somber, turning from a pale pink to the red of a monkey's bottom, and her nose was covered in sweat.
After half of the rabbit meat inside the tortoise shell was gone, Chi Musheng was still feeding it to Tu Shan Honghong.
"Enough!"
Tu Shan Honghong grasped Chi Musheng's hand and sternly stopped him from continuing his plot to harm her.
She couldn't stand it anymore; it was too spicy. If she continued, her lips would almost swell up.
Chi Musheng was startled, and the rabbit meat on her chopsticks fell to the ground. She asked with a wronged expression.
"Boss, is there something I did wrong?"
What an unpredictable woman! She can get angry even when he's just feeding her. Does she have menopause too? But what can he do when he's paid for it?
Looking at that pitiful face, Tu Shan Honghong couldn't bear to hit him, so she could only swallow the pain and say it in a flat tone.
"I'm full."
Chi Musheng lowered his head, embarrassed.
"It was my oversight, Boss. It won't happen again."
They failed in their duty, not noticing that the client was already full, yet they continued to feed him.
He is so sensible. Tu Shan Honghong suddenly felt that she might have raised her voice a little and should have been gentler.
Forget it, I'll make it up to him tonight. First, I'll just rinse my mouth; it's so spicy it'll kill me.
He darted into the jungle, grabbed his water bottle, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.
Chi Musheng looked at the remaining half of the spicy rabbit, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The spiciness went straight to the top of his head, and he spat it out. He fanned himself with his hand and breathed on it.
Oh my god, oh my god, how can it be so spicy? Tu Shan Hong Hong can handle so much spice, she kept eating it, making him think it wasn't that spicy.
The spiciness made him question his existence, so he quickly pulled out the pumpkin baked egg custard from last night to neutralize the sweetness.
Next time I definitely won't put in so much chili. I'm not from Sichuan, so I'm still not used to eating super spicy food.
Just as Chi Musheng was enjoying the egg and milk soup with a spoon...
Tu Shan Honghong emerged from the forest with a gloomy look in her eyes, staring at the jar in Chi Musheng's hand.
You're feeding her such spicy food while you eat something else right here, aren't you?
When had Tu Shan Honghong ever suffered such a loss? Taking a step back would open up a whole new world, and enduring it would only make her angrier. Tu Shan Honghong clenched her fists, thinking that a proper exchange shouldn't be considered violence.
Why do I feel a chill down my spine?
Chi Musheng looked up and saw Tu Shan Honghong staring at him, her eyes turning from emerald green to red, a sign that she was about to get angry and hit him.
Wait a minute, they were fine just now, why did they suddenly get angry?
He unconsciously took two steps back, timidly holding the jar in front of him and asking.
"Boss, would you like to try some? It's delicious!"
When a woman gets angry, don't try to appease her first; you must change the subject. Otherwise, you'll face an incredibly difficult situation. Other women might only leave two slap marks, but this one will leave you bedridden for half a month.
Who wouldn't be a coward? If it weren't for the money, he would have run faster than anyone else.
Noticing that Chi Musheng was retreating away from her, Tu Shan Honghong's anger dissipated in an instant, because she saw that Chi Musheng's body was trembling, and he was afraid of her.
Did I scare him again? Is she really that scary?
She wanted to take the jar from him, but remembering how Chi Musheng instinctively flinched when she raised her hand last time, she hesitated and withdrew her hand, afraid that she would scare him again.
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