Zhan Se saw him like this and couldn't help but grind her teeth in irritation.
Yet, when she thought of the 'ingredients' in the hangover soup dumplings, her embarrassment dissipated, and she couldn't be bothered to argue with him anymore.
With one hand holding the porcelain bowl and the other scooping a few small dumplings with a spoon, she brought them to his lips.
"Eat!"
"Good girl!"
Lord Quan the Fourth quite enjoyed her obedient service, and with a happy smile, he accepted the dumplings from the spoon into his mouth.
However, the next second, his expression holding the dumplings stiffened, as he stared at her weirdly, not swallowing.
"What's wrong, doesn't taste good?"
Zhan Se deliberately asked with feigned concern, her heart secretly blossoming with joy. Of course, she knew it wouldn't taste good, having added so much white vinegar, especially since this man always preferred spicy over sour. Eating this bowl was bound to not just sour him, but also annoy him to death.
