"Slurp—"
Bo Qingshan scooped a big spoonful into his mouth and deliberately bowed his head to shield the bowl's edge, not letting Nan Jiaojiao add chili to his bowl.
"Delicious..."
He hadn't even chewed it yet, the tofu pudding was very smooth, sliding down his throat, Bo Qingshan coughed while covering his mouth, choking slightly.
Nan Jiaojiao was just teasing him and didn't expect such a big reaction. She didn't dare to play anymore, quickly grabbed a napkin for him, and when she was reaching for the milk, a hand suddenly snatched the cup away.
"Qingshan, drink two sips to swallow it, don't choke."
Bo Qingshan took it and drank, only after taking two sips did he have time to see who handed him the water.
His face suddenly darkened, "I wanted my sister Jiaojiao to hand it to me, why are you interfering!"
