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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.

had hot pot before. While it may be fresh

his eyes seemingly conveying the message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks,

Blake was silent.

his chair lazily, and continued, “It’s natural selection, the strong prey on the weak. If the worm doesn’t kill me,

speechless at

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

of the hot pot was so enticing that she could

some more cooking. Let’s wait for

a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it, and popped

her mouth.

the food was at home, sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her

food was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them in each of their bowls.

rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed it into her

could stop her, they

her tongue as tears

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

chilled soy milk, Lilly’s

Hmm…pouty lips…

situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old

caught a glimpse of her swollen lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will

let Granny see her like this!

told Bettany her plan to find her father, Bettany was not

her consent.

kept nagging, “Eat well and

priority, even when enjoying a hot pot

of the man in black on the surveillance

here in person. You could have just

the phone.”

don’t know

snorted. “Aren’t you

shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling

what if

People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have access to all knowledge.”

intrigued. “Is

involved. Sometimes the opportunity arises, and sometimes it doesn’t. There are mysteries that cannot be unveiled and secrets that can be unraveled… There are things that can be told

you mean by that?”

paused for a moment and mumbled, “I mean,

continued, “Fortune–telling requires a foundation and cannot be done out of thin

made up his mind to learn fortune–telling in

Blake’s hand and

thought, Blake