She was so startled that she coughed, almost choking. She quickly gulped down a large mouthful of water, her face flushing a deep red.
Wan Donglin, forcing himself to keep a straight face, finally walked over. "Eating without inviting me, and sneaking food beforehand?" he said, his tone light. "Did you choke, Miss? If you want to eat, you should do so openly and honorably. Why be so furtive? I wouldn't blame you, really."
She took another large gulp of water, nearly choking again.
This scoundrel, can't he ever stop being so sharp-tongued?
Sullenly, she picked up her bowl and began to eat in big mouthfuls, pointedly ignoring him.
Only then did Wan Donglin pick up his own bowl. He noticed a pot of lightly brewed bamboo-leaf green tea beside them, its subtle fragrance wafting in the air.
She had actually remembered his habit. In the past, whenever she needed a favor from him, she would always obediently prepare a few small dishes and brew a pot of bamboo-leaf green tea.
