沈峤还想说点什么，另外一边已有一支汤匙递了过来，伴随着柔情款款：“张嘴。”
Shěn Qiáo hái xiǎng shuō diǎn shénme, lìngwài yībiān yǐ yǒuyī zhī tāngchí dìle guòlái, bànsuízhe róuqíng kuǎn kuǎn:“Zhāngzuǐ.”
Shěn Qiáo wanted to say something more, on the other side came a soup spoon, accompanied by the tender and gentle words: "Open your mouth."
见沈峤瞪着他，晏无师微微一笑，好整以暇：“莫忘了你还欠我一次，吃这一勺子是伤天害理呢，还是有伤道义？”
Jiàn chén jiào dèngzhe tā, Yàn WúShī wéiwéi yīxiào, hàozhěngyǐxiá:“Mò wàngle nǐ hái qiàn wǒ yīcì, chī zhè yī sháozi shì shāngtiānhàilǐ ne, háishì yǒu shāng dàoyì?”
Seeing Shěn Qiáo glaring at him, Yàn WúShī's lips curved up, unruffled in the midst of chaos: "Don't forget you still owe me one, will swallowing this spoonful offend the Heavens or violate the code of ethics?"
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