You drink the soup first
編輯: Misty Cloud Translations
"Sigh! I'm regretting it so much! There's nothing in the Alchemy Division. It's so pathetic that there are so few people there, not even one person to converse with. Not to mention the food. Father and grandfather would feel sorry for me if they know that I'm starving here."
While talking aloud, Feng Jiu bit the chicken leg in her hand and ate it up quickly. Then she tossed the bone right away and picked up the trotters cooked in soy sauce to gnaw on.
Perhaps because he saw the youth underneath the tree gobbling food with such an excellent appetite that Mo Chen's stomach started growling.
This sound was not loud at all. But at this moment, it rang so clear, in Feng Jiu's ears it was like thunder. It startled her to instinctively look up toward the tree. Once she took a glance, she was so astonished that her hand dropped the trotter on the ground. The meat inside her mouth was not swallowed properly and made her choke. She had a coughing fit.