Nan Xun was taken aback; she always felt that Cheng Yuan was pulling her leg, but she had no evidence.
With a skeptical look, Nan Xun stared at Cheng Yuan, "Are you serious? You're not fooling me?"
"Why would I fool you? I've just sampled for poison, numbed your lips; if there were any toxins, I'd have tasted them."
"And what were the results of your tasting? Was there poison? Did it numb the lips?"
Cheng Yuan feigned a thoughtful expression and smacked his lips playfully.
Not fishy in the least, utterly sweet, absolutely a top-notch experience.
"I don't feel any numbness for now, but the sample size is too small to be certain of the accuracy, I need to obtain more samples to make a determination."
Unsuspecting of any deceit, Nan Xun asked subconsciously, "How can we get more samples?"
Cheng Yuan said seriously, "I'll just use my tongue to check! That way, I should get enough samples in one go."
Nan Xun was startled, how does one use a tongue to check?
