"Spicy, watch out for the spiciness."
Tang Ming shouted out as Lan Yanyou's fur turned red, and with a splash, she jumped into a nearby water jar, gulping down the spring water.
"Meow, Tang Ming, what kind of dish did you make, are you trying to kill me?"
Lan Yanyou popped her head out of the water jar, looking ridiculously funny.
Tang Ming burst into laughter and said, "Of course not, this is just how it tastes. You have to eat it slowly, and it's best to pair it with something else."
Tang Ming brought out another plate, picked up one with chopsticks, and it tasted great, even more delicious than he had imagined.
"Is it good?"
Lan Yanyou savored it for a moment and then asked Tang Ming curiously.
Tang Ming picked up a piece of fish and handed it to Lan Yanyou. It was numbing, spicy, and fragrant. After taking a bite, she indeed wanted another.
"I want more."
