Su Qingnuan couldn't eat spicy food, so at home, meals were rarely cooked with chili for her.
But occasionally, on a whim, she would try a little.
Her understanding of spiciness, however, was limited to the level of a single dried chili pepper.
The burning sensation on her lips now, though, was something she had never experienced before.
Fiery and scorching, it felt as if it could sear her skin, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Her lips were soft and delicate, yet no amount seemed enough for Fu Yihan. The unresponsive person in front of him left him momentarily defeated.
Fu Yihan pulled some distance between them, lowering his gaze to study Su Qingnuan.
She had widened her eyes, staring blankly at him.
"Why are your eyes so big?" Fu Yihan raised an eyebrow and looked at her, half amused, half intrigued. "What's up?"
"..."
As if suddenly snapping back to reality, Su Qingnuan leaned back in shock and disbelief.
"You!"
"Me?" Fu Yihan leaned forward slightly. "What about me?"
