Torturing the Saintess

On Cheng Sang's side, Su Xiaoxiao lit a bonfire in the courtyard and roasted sweet potatoes for Mei Ji.

Mei Ji squatted in front of the fire, not minding the heat.

The red firelight shone on her charming face, adding a hazy beauty.

"Don't you fart if you eat this every day?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Mei Ji snorted. "We beauties don't fart!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

Puff…

Mei Ji was speechless.

Su Xiaoxiao was a person who gloated. In the eyes of a physcian, this was a normal physiological phenomenon. There was nothing ridiculous about it.

"I'm not laughing at you. Don't worry."

Mei Ji heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm laughing at the sweet potatoes." Su Xiaoxiao threw her head back and laughed. "Hahaha!"

Mei Ji's face darkened.

Mei Ji no longer wanted to embarrass herself in front of Su Xiaoxiao. However, she couldn't resist the temptation of roasted sweet potatoes and decided to eat the last one.