Thinking of this, Tang Huai remembered the agony she felt when she loved him in her previous life, and a pang of pain clutched at her heart.
She bit her teeth together and swallowed the sourness rising in her throat, an action that made the veins in her neck bulge visibly.
Jing Peng had been watching her the whole time, and seeing her seemingly forcing herself to hold something back, he tilted his head, trying to get a clearer look at her face, "Tang Huai, are you not feeling well?"
"No," Tang Huai turned her face slightly away, avoiding his gaze.
"You just swallowed, and the veins in your neck popped out."
"..."
"If you're not feeling well, just tell me. Don't force yourself to the point where your neck veins become..."
He talked too much!
Tang Huai suddenly turned her head and glared at him, "Is it wrong that the sight of meat made my mouth water?"
"..."
