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Chapter 560 Getting Puffy Lips From the Spice

In a small streetside hot pot restaurant with limited space, two tall and striking men sat at a table.

Beside them was a woman with an icy demeanor and an incredibly adorable little girl.

Lilly held a small bowl in both hands. The newly served hot pot was split into two different soups, with a non–spicy chicken soup base. Lilly took a sip and found it to be delicious and aromatic.

“Mmm, it’s so good!” Lilly’s face lit up with delight.

Lisa followed Lilly’s lead, also holding her bowl with both hands and quickly downing a bowl of chicken

soup.

“So yummy!” she exclaimed as well.

Lilly chuckled, gazing at the simmering hairy belly, bloody meat, shrimp, and crispy duck intestines in the spicy pot.

“Are they ready to be eaten yet?” The little one stared at the hot pot without blinking.

Lilly’s presence eased Blake’s tension.

Lilly was here, and he could also access the plug–in.

There was no need to rush to find Cloud at the moment.

Let’s focus on enjoying the hot pot.

Blake skillfully picked up a piece of pork belly and said, “It’s ready to eat.”

Anthony frowned. “Cook it a bit longer.”

Blake retorted, “There’s a way to cook it so that it’ll taste better.”

“If you swish the pork belly in the hot pot, it’ll be perfectly cooked.”

Anthony was silent.

Blake exclaimed, “I’m serious, why would I lie to you?”

Having traveled the world and experienced various hardships, including dining at countless street stalls, Blake knew that the method was the best way to enjoy pork belly.

Anthony pushed Blake’s cutlery back into the hot pot.

He knew what Blake was about to say, and said, “Do you mom smack you?”

Blake promptly withdrew his cutlery.

may be fresh and tender, it’s not fully cooked. We need to be careful

message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks, but

Blake was silent.

leaned back in his chair lazily, and continued, “It’s natural selection, the

speechless at Blake’s remark.

her finger and asked, “So, should we continue cooking

the hot pot was so enticing that she could not help

some more cooking. Let’s

picked up a piece

her mouth.

home, sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were

thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up

Lisa’s lead, Lilly rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it

stop her, they saw her spitting out the spicy

out her tongue as tears streamed

towering figures, were in a state of fluster. One of them grabbed a glass of water, only to find that it was scalding hot, so he hurriedly rushed to the refrigerator to fetch a carton of milk for Lilly.

chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from the scorching temperature.

Hmm…pouty lips…

speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present,

swollen lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you

could not let Granny see

she told Bettany her plan to find her father, Bettany was not pleased but

her consent.

Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well

priority, even when enjoying a hot

of the man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming the main city of

person. You could have just told me where Uncle Cloud is

the phone.”

know where Uncle Cloud is either.”

you skilled in

and replied while munching, “Daddy, do

questioned, “And what if

her head. “That’s a misconception about fortune–telling in the world. People who excel

intrigued. “Is that so?”

be unraveled… There are things that can be told and things that must remain unsaid… Some predictions work in the north but fail in the south. There are

do you mean

moment and mumbled, “I mean, Master’s explanations tend to be long–winded…”

Lilly continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and cannot be done

her words. It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to learn fortune–telling in the

Blake’s hand and said, “Pick a

much thought, Blake casually replied, “5.”