"Here you go." After laughing, Hun Jiansi handed the skewer of meat she hadn't eaten to Cheng Ziang.
"I'll pass for now." Cheng Ziang waved his hand and declined politely.
"Are you afraid I poisoned it?" Hun Jiansi tilted her head and asked.
"I really have something to discuss with you, I don't have time to eat this." Cheng Ziang said helplessly.
"Talk while eating, it's a local specialty." Hun Jiansi said with a wink.
"Alright..." Cheng Ziang persisted for a moment and, in the end, was helplessly defeated by Hun Jiansi. He took the skewer from her hand, lifted his mask, and took a bite.
"How is it?" Hun Jiansi asked expectantly.
"If I said it was just average, you would definitely be unhappy. But to ask for your help, I can only say it's not bad." Cheng Ziang said frankly.
"You knew I would get mad and still said it." Hun Jiansi said, squinting her eyes in displeasure.
