Tong Xi spoke as she glared at him, her beautiful, clear eyes tinged with a hint of anger, mixed with a touch of playful teasing.
Yunqing couldn't help but laugh.
"Marinated?"
His eyebrows raised, as if seriously pondering, then he leisurely spoke:
"Hmm, that's a good idea, but what should we marinate with? Soy sauce? Hmm, too dark! Vinegar? Too sour."
Tong Xi looked at him, feeling like her very breath was unstable.
This guy, he was clearly deliberately twisting her words!
She said 'eunuch', he spoke of 'marinated'.
Yet Yunqing paid no mind to Tong Xi, lightly tapping his face with his index finger, as if talking to himself.
"Hmm, maybe with salt? Though it might be too salty! Or perhaps sugar, marinate it into candied fruits, sweet and refreshing, enjoying it bite by bite... Hmm, that taste must linger beautifully in one's mouth... Tsk tsk..."
