Su Yijia felt like she hadn't been this delicate before. But Qin Kaize saw the tip of her tongue, which had already blistered. His sharp eyebrows furrowed, and he picked up another small bun and placed it in the small bowl next to Su Yijia.
"Don't eat so hastily. No one's competing with you, and your tongue already has blisters," Qin Kaize cautioned with a slightly stern tone. When did she become so delicate?
Su Yijia couldn't believe it and cautiously scraped her tongue with her teeth, only to feel a sharp pain that made her gasp for cool air. "Are you silly? I said it had blisters, yet you still touched it," Qin Kaize scolded, feeling both exasperated and amused.
Su Yijia could only obediently lower her head and sip her porridge. "666, when did I become like this? I remember my body used to be quite tough!" she secretly asked in her heart.