Then she saw Wen Yanqing's chewing halt, his expression indescribable, and Lin Gantang giggled.
Wen Yanqing finally realized Lin Gantang had done it on purpose, and he took a few sips of tea from beside him to suppress the pungent taste of the mustard.
"Having fun teasing me?" Wen Yanqing recovered and said with amusement.
"It was you who said any flavor would do," Lin Gantang giggled, picking up another piece and holding it to his lips, teasingly said, "Would you dare to eat what I feed you? It might be poisoned."
"Where would you get poison from," Wen Yanqing didn't believe her and took a bite.
The taste of mustard soulfully struck again.
Wen Yanqing's expression went out of control, the spicy flavor brought tears to his eyes.
Lin Gantang laughed heartily, "See, where would I have poison? I wouldn't poison you."