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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.

“It’s not like I haven’t had hot pot before. While it may be fresh and tender, it’s not fully cooked. We need to

message. “It’s fine if you want to take risks, but don’t drag me into

Blake was silent.

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

was speechless at

and asked, “So, should we continue cooking

of the hot pot was so enticing that she could not help

some more cooking. Let’s wait for

other side, Lisa had already picked up a piece of meat, sprinkled pepper on it, and

her mouth.

sometimes the taste of dining out could not be matched. Lisa ate until her cheeks were bulging, and Lilly could not help but gulp as she watched.

when the food was cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed

lead, Lilly rolled the meat in pepper and eagerly stuffed

could stop her, they saw

tongue as

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

guzzling down a bottle of chilled soy milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from the scorching temperature.

Hmm…pouty lips…

speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or else they would have

lips in the mirror and asked with a mournful expression, “Daddy, do you think my lips will

not let Granny see her like this!

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

her consent.

Bettany kept nagging, “Eat well and stay

always be a priority, even when enjoying a hot pot meal.

man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming the

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

the phone.”

know where

you skilled in fortune–telling?”

a non–spicy shrimp and replied while munching, “Daddy, do you think fortune–telling can be

questioned, “And what if

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

grew intrigued. “Is that

that can be unraveled… There are things that can be told and things that

asked, “What do you mean

“I mean, Master’s explanations tend to be

requires a foundation and cannot be done out of thin

made up his mind to learn fortune–telling

and said, “Pick a

much thought, Blake