Seeing Huo Qilin eat so quickly, Cheng Bingbing really feared he might choke.
She served Huo Qilin a bowl of soup, handing it to his side, she warned with a frown, "Eat slowly, no one's fighting with you for it, be careful not to choke..."
She didn't know if she had a prophetic mouth, but no sooner had she said the words...
...Huo Qilin suddenly clutched his chest, looking really uncomfortable.
"What's wrong? Surely you haven't really choked?" Cheng Bingbing's face drained of color, instantly. She moved towards him, patting his back with one hand while holding up the soup to his mouth with the other, saying, "Quickly, take a sip."
Huo Qilin, seeing her so worried, hastily reassured her, "Don't worry, I was just pulling your leg!"
Cheng Bingbing scrutinized him carefully and after confirming that he was indeed okay, finally exhaled in relief.
"Thank goodness!" she said, relieved.
Huo Qilin looked at her, somewhat puzzled, and asked surprisedly, "Aren't you angry with me?"