lanclans
attempting to stifle the cough seems futile, the lan’s face all but going a flushed colour (compared to his usual pale jade skin, it’s quite the contrast) from the severity of spice attacking his blander palate. reluctant to spit out the meal prepared by wei ying, honey gold eyes become glazey, brows creased. “ mph.. ”
lanclans
@yilaozus beads of sweat begin to build the second he swallows it down, everything feeling like it must be on alight. for all of the heat that’s trying to end him, the flavour is definitely there. it’s just.. extremely spicey for a clear palatted lan. nodding stiffly, lan zhan tries his best to seem pleased ( he really is happy about how good it is, but the chilli.. ). “ .. mn— yes. w- ..ah— wei ying’s cooking is good.. very good. ”
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yilaozus
@lanclans, " what do you think, lan zhan? " and that shine in his eyes is hopeful, pulling the spoon away from his boyfriends lips and back over the pot he'd been tending to. lan zhan's face flushes in reaction the spice, though wei ying was /sure/ he hadn't added that much. " is it good? "
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