Shentu Jing gave her a side glance, looking askance.
He didn't reply.
"I'll take that as a yes then!" She picked up the chopsticks and retrieved a piece of meat from the hot boiling pot and put it near his thin pink lips.
"Say a....," She looked up at him, asking him to open house mouth, her eyes clear as water. The girl looked as if she was tempting him to eat.
Steam rose from the meat on the chopsticks. Shentu Jing eyed the piece of meat then shifted his gaze back to her as if hinting that there was something wrong with the meat.
Qin Zhuzhu looked at the meat. Oh God, it was releasing steam. How silly of her. If a person eats something that's burning hot like this piece of meat, their lips would have become roasted by now.
"Let me blow it for you, okay?" She started to blow on the piece of meat.
She puckered her lips and blew on the piece of meat. Shentu Jing was mesmerized by her, he watched her intently, his eyes never leaving her.
