Jiang Xi was momentarily dazed, but she quickly got up and brought over a cup of warm water.
Rong Nian took it and gulped down more than half of the cup, his usually pale skin flushing red.
"It's so spicy."
Jiang Xi knew that Rong Nian usually adhered to a light diet and couldn't handle any spiciness.
Seeing him so red even his earlobes were flushed, she couldn't help but laugh at him, "If you can't handle spicy, why did you even try it?"
Rong Nian said, "Better a glorious death under a peony flower, as a ghost I'd still be romantic, let alone just trying something spicy."
Jiang Xi: "..."
You sure know how to flirt.
"Drink your water, it won't choke you to death." Jiang Xi's ears reddened, and she lowered her head to continue gnawing on the duck neck.
Rong Nian finished the water in his cup and, with a half-smile, looked at her reddening ears, "I thought you only blushed in bed."