"How could you be so clumsy?" Wei Chengfeng turned around, pinched her chin, took a careful look at her tongue, then stood up, poured her a glass of water, and placed it in her hands.
Su Li immediately gulped down a large mouthful, but the burn wasn't something that could heal so quickly. Although it felt somewhat better, her tongue was still numb.
After putting down the glass, she still stuck out her burnt tongue tip, fanning it continuously with her hand by her mouth. No matter how you looked at her, she resembled a little pug.
Wei Chengfeng hooked the corner of his mouth and asked, "How old are you, still burning your tongue?"
Su Li's tongue was burnt, and she felt aggrieved and embarrassed.
"I didn't mean to, I just forgot the porridge was hot and ate too quickly."
"Go to the hospital?"
Su Li shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, that would be too embarrassing."
Wei Chengfeng laughed softly, "True, then just stay like this."
