Ning Xixi felt like she had been hit by a million points of critical damage!
Ugh... Is he really my brother? How could he hit her like this?
"I think my cooking has improved a lot lately..." Ning Xixi blinked her clear, glassy eyes, "Brother, won't you try just a bite, a small bite?"
As his soft and cute sister acted coquettishly, Song Zhiyang's firm resolve began to waver.
Alright, alright, I'll try just a bite, it won't kill me!
After convincing himself, Song Zhiyang picked up his chopsticks and tried a bite of Ning Xixi's dish...
"How is it? How is it?" Ning Xixi looked at him full of hope.
Song Zhiyang told himself to be strong!
The future holds much greater hardships; how can I be defeated by this one mouthful?
He swallowed it with difficulty, racking his brain to find words of praise for Ning Xixi. Just as he opened his mouth, his stomach churned uncomfortably, and he turned to dash to the bathroom, vomiting violently into the toilet.
Ning Xixi: .../(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
