Bab 169: The end of a good date.

"Why are you careless?" Muyang shouted at her worriedly. He grabbed a napkin and placed it at her mouth, "Spit it out." He ordered.

Her eyes were teary but she shook her head, stubbornly refusing to spit out the hot piece of meat. It was truly too delicious. Whatever spices grandmother used in her roasts were simply out of this world.

"Spit." Muyang said sternly.

"Mmm-mmm." She shook her head in refusal.

"I will pry your mouth open if I have to." He threatened seriously. He could not believe how silly she was behaving. Was that piece of meat worth a burn on her tongue?

To his disbelief, she quickly chewed the meat and swallowed it. He could not help but giggle softly.

"Chi-Chi, were you that determined to eat that piece meat?" he asked.