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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.

I haven’t had hot pot before. While it may be

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

Blake was silent.

the strong prey on the weak. If the worm doesn’t kill me,

speechless at

her finger and asked, “So, should

fragrance of the hot pot was so enticing that she could not help but drool.

“It still needs some more cooking. Let’s wait for a few

had already picked up a piece of meat,

her mouth.

matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and Lilly could

thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and

in pepper and eagerly stuffed it

they saw

tongue as tears streamed down

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.

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

Hmm…pouty lips…

left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present,

a mournful expression, “Daddy, do

could not let Granny see

to find her father, Bettany was not

her consent.

“Eat well and stay

be a priority, even when enjoying a

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

here in person. You could have just

the phone.”

don’t know where Uncle Cloud

“Aren’t you

non–spicy shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be done casually, anytime, anywhere?”

what if it can?”

in the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have

“Is that

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

do you mean by that?”

for a moment and mumbled, “I

“Fortune–telling requires a foundation and cannot be

words. It fascinated him, and he made up his mind to learn

and said, “Pick a

thought, Blake casually replied,