He sat down without saying anything, looking very relieved.

Zhou Muqing knew Pippi's tastes and preferences very well, so he was very sure about what he made.

As soon as Pippi sat down, she put down the cake in her hand, "Wow, I like to eat it, and the cake in my hand suddenly tastes bad."

She took a sip, and then looked at Zhou Muqing curiously, "I remember that your aunt is not very good at cooking spicy dishes. When did she learn to cook so well?"

"I don't know either."

Zhou Muqing didn't intend to tell Pippi that he made it himself, for fear that she would be burdened. His purpose was just to make Pippi happy.

He then picked up his chopsticks and took a sip of what he had made.

"Well, it's quite spicy."

Zhou Muqing evaluated the dishes he made objectively, and Pippi also hurriedly evaluated, "I think the spiciness is just right, your family has really improved, it's great."

"Do you like these dishes?"

"Um."

Pippi responded without thinking.

"Then what do you think of people who cook?"

"There is a level!"

Pippi answered this sentence without thinking.

She was really satisfied with the dishes, so she focused all her attention on the dishes, and she was in no mood to find out who made the dishes, and there was no one else except Auntie.

Zhou Muqing was very happy, he took the initiative to pick up food for Pi Pi.

"Eat more if you like, eat and have a rest, anyway, he's asleep too."

"okay."

Zhou Muqing was talking about taking a break, and Pippi suddenly remembered the electric baton that his mother had forced into his pocket.

She touched her pocket quietly, without anyone noticing.

"hiss."

The electric baton was made of metal, so it was a little cold. When Pippi touched it, he didn't expect it, and made a sound when he was startled.

She didn't miss this thing like this. When the temperature difference came out, she thought she accidentally touched it and got electrocuted.

Pippi was startled, and Zhou Muqing immediately focused on her.

She still wanted to cover it up, but she was discovered just like that.

"What's the matter, did you bite your tongue too fast to eat?"

Pippi was worried and didn't know how to explain it, but Zhou Muqing's question gave her an explanation, so she nodded at that time.

In order to win Zhou Muqing's trust, she vividly talked about the state of her tongue being bitten.

"It's really delicious, I stuffed my mouth full, and then I chewed and bit my tongue, and the food is spicy, so it's more exciting..."

Hearing what Pippi said, Zhou Muqing frowned instantly.

"Is that serious? Open your mouth and show me. If the bite is serious, you need to spray some medicine."

"Ah? No need."

Pippi refused, but Zhou Muqing had already got up and walked towards her.

"Don't be embarrassed, you can't show me your tongue."

Zhou Muqing walked to Pippi's side after speaking, "Show me."

His tone was very strong, and there was a feeling that he had to see the situation.

Pippi closed her mouth helplessly, she didn't even want to say anything, she insisted on shaking her head, trying to make Zhou Muqing give up this idea.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Muqing hugged her head suddenly, and then lifted her head up again.

"Do not deal with possible ulcers."

Pippi was startled by Zhou Muqing's actions, and couldn't respond in time. He pinched her cheek, and her mouth opened.

Zhou Muqing watched carefully, with endless worry in his eyes.