The smoke in the air carried the thick scent of spices from the pot.

Qiao Nian spoke to the middle-aged woman for a while and then got him to find a table.

This was the peak hour as it was the end of the day for school students and working adults. The 30 tables filled up very quickly.

Fortunately, they managed to get a table in the corner.

Ye Wangchuan saw her place her cell phone on the table as a form of reservation before turning to ask him, "Do you want chili in your mala soup base?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Ye Wangchuan stood out in the crowd because of his height and demeanor. He eyed the bowl the young man beside him was eating out of.

There was a layer of chili oil in the white bowl.

His throat felt scratchy before even eating anything.

Add less of that."

excited about this and gestured back at him. "OK. How

knew that Master Wang never touched such strange types of food. He wouldn't eat internal organs of any animals, not

wasn't that he disliked it, but

He could feel a headache setting in. When he responded, his voice was low and almost seductive, "1 don't want that. Just give me a bowl

times at him. She then looked at him with her huge and dark eyes, as if she'd just discovered his weakness.

she could tell

anything, the beautiful and suave girl had already looked away and was prepared to get the food. "No organs whatsoever and less chili, right? I

stools by the stall

plastic stool was even lower than that. He felt as if it was

even though the setting was simple,

seat on the

the first time Ye Wangchuan put himself in such an uncomfortable situation. He felt more pathetic

"It's here."

The bowls were evidently piping

is yours, there's less

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