"Are you okay?" Seeing him cough his lung out, Zoey hurriedly passed him a bottle of water. Her eyes scanned him in worry. Did her cooking rusted to the extent it become a natural poison? That's impossible, right?
"Ye — yes." Chugging down a mouthful of water, Matthew Xi felt relieved when his airways got cleared.
"It's that bad?" Referring to the food she cooked, Zoey glanced at the dish bearing a complicated gaze. Although for her it tasted weird, it was just weird — still edible.
Who would have thought that Matthew Xi had sensitive taste buds? Raising her gaze, Matthew Xi's face and ears turned red. Beads of sweat drenched his forehead.
Just looking at him, Zoey felt remorseful. In her eyes, he seemed like a dashing little boy acting as a grownup. Her heart went like 'awww~' just staring at him.
"No," Consuming half of the water, Matthew Xi shook his head. "It taste weird, though." He commented honestly.
