I raise dragon gods in the interstellar

Chapter 142 I Don't Like You Lying To Me

With this sip, the facial features on Qiao Mei's face were a little out of control, and she was so sour that she subconsciously wanted to spit it out.

But after seeing Ao Cang staring at her with a puzzled expression, he forced himself to swallow it.

Even after swallowing, his face was still a little twitched by the acid.

This fucking, how can it be so sour? !
Ao Cang felt that Qiao Mei's reaction was weird, so he poured himself a small cup in front of her and took a sip.

Compared with Qiao Mei's reaction after drinking, he was much more normal. It could even be said that his face had no waves, as if he had no sense of taste.

Qiao Mei shook her body, swallowed a few mouthfuls of sour saliva and asked him, is the sense of taste of a dragon a little different from that of a human?
"I'm not sure, but I can tell the difference between sweet and salty things."

Can only distinguish between sweet and salty, sour, bitter and spicy
Qiao Mei swallowed again the saliva that was stimulated by the glass of giant sour lemonade, and turned on the optical brain to search.

[Do dragons have a sense of taste? 】

The answer came out quickly. It clearly stated that the dragon can only clearly perceive sweet and salty tastes, as well as a little bit of bitterness. As for sour and spicy, it cannot be perceived.

After reading the answer given by Interstellar Encyclopedia, Qiao Mei turned it off expressionlessly, and asked Ao Cang to wait.

"I suddenly thought, maybe this glass of lemonade."

Ao Cang interrupted her, the disappointment on his face was obvious.

He lowered his head, his silver hair covered half of his face, his mouth was also pursed, and he asked her in a muffled voice: "An'an, is it because my cooking is terrible? Otherwise, otherwise, why would you just take such a small sip and drink it?" Stop drinking?"

Qiao Mei: "."

It's really hard to drink, but how does this make her say it?
She was afraid of hurting his self-confidence when she said it.

She could only take a deep breath, then took another big gulp in front of him, and swallowed it before her facial features were twitched by acid again.

But even so, she still couldn't help but taste the strong sour taste, which made her stomach hurt a little.

She forced herself to suppress the desire to twitch her facial expression, and showed him a smile that was uglier than crying, and gave him a thumbs up against her will: "It's delicious, whoever said it's not good, it's just me now I'm not too thirsty, I can't drink anymore, I'll save this for tomorrow, I'll go and rinse my mouth again, can you go to bed first?"

Ao Cang is not a fool, of course he saw her right eye twitching uncontrollably all the time, which made her look very uncomfortable.

But he didn't expose her. Instead, he watched her flee to the bathroom as if escaping, and then his eyes fell on the drink that almost took up half of the lemon. He always felt that the lemonade he made must have something what is the problem.

But he couldn't drink it, so after struggling for a while, he carried it to the sink on the balcony and emptied it completely.

And those lemons were dumped into the trash can by him.

After Qiao Mei finished rinsing her mouth, she felt that the extremely sour taste had been subdued, only to realize that Ao Cang had washed it in the sink with an empty cup at some point.

The glass of sour lemonade that she was still a little afraid of was gone, and she searched the bedroom, only to find that it seemed to be poured by Ao Cang, and those mashed lemons had already been dumped into the trash can.

She walked up to Ao Cang with a dazed face, her red eyes reflected the reflection of him cleaning the cup with his head down like a housewife, and asked him puzzled: "Cang Cang, why did you pour the lemonade down? "

"An'an." Ao Cang turned off the faucet, hung the cup upside down on the iron rack for drying and draining, and looked up at her with a complicated look in his eyes, "If it doesn't taste good, you can tell me directly , I made this thing for you, originally just to make you happy."

Rather than the other way around, let her suppress the discomfort and praise him against her will, trying to make him happy.

Qiao Mei was stunned: "How do you know?"

Halfway through the speech, she realized that she had slipped her tongue. After a moment of annoyance, she scratched her face: "I don't want to disappoint you, it's not really bad, it's just a little bit, just a bit like that." Lose the acid."

As the girl said, there was still a little space between the thumb and index finger of her right hand, and she compared them.

Ao Cang didn't believe her, and after wiping his wet hands, he told the abnormality he had noticed from her facial expression before.

"If it's really not bad, why do you suppress it so hard, An An, don't lie to me, I don't like you lying to me."

Although he was frustrated that what he made was not as good as Xu Heyu, the fact that Qiao Mei lied to him made him even more uncomfortable.

When there was a similar situation before, he didn't feel anything.

But as the relationship between him and her got better and better before, he didn't know why, but he became more concerned about it.

He even felt that by doing this, she was erecting an invisible barrier between him and her, but he didn't want this.

What he wants is to be connected with her without reservation, and nothing can separate them.

Qiao Mei listened to the gentle but tough words in her ear, and vaguely felt that Ao Cang seemed to be angry.

This made her a bit at a loss for what to say.

Strictly speaking, she was the one who was "victimized", but now he is the one who is angry.

She stroked her forehead, sighed softly, went up and hugged him with an awkward face, her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the Dragon God, who didn't want to make eye contact with her, patted him on the back like coaxing a child .

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you, and I assure you, I won't lie to you in the future, calm down quickly, that lemon soda is really hard to drink, very sour, but in fact, compared to its Taste, I think your heart is the most important, so you don't have to be too disappointed."

"Besides, there is a first time for everything. Next time, when you still want to make it, I will stand next to you and teach you. I guarantee that what you make will not have any problems in taste!!"

Ao Cang seemed to be shaken, and the big hand that had been quiet all this time finally started to move.

He hugged her back, and under the soft light, he looked at her who was full of him and wanted to appease him, only now realized that she might have misunderstood something.

"An'an, I'm not angry, I'm just expressing my thoughts to you." Dragon God bent down and pressed his forehead lightly against hers, with a look of guilt in his golden eyes.

When he used to be a dragon god who only collected wish power, he basically didn't have contact with believers, so he would get angry, and he didn't know what he looked like when he was angry.

After pursing his lips in self-blame, he asked Qiao Mei if his appearance just now was annoying.

"No, I like everything about you, how could I find you annoying?" Qiao Mei said, because the remaining power of the lemonade before was too great, she swallowed again subconsciously.

After noticing it, Ao Cang thought for a while, and when she didn't expect it, he brought his lips closer and kissed her.

　Qiao Mei:? .! ! !There is such a good thing? !
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