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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.

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

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

Blake was silent.

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

speechless at Blake’s

nibbled on her finger and asked, “So,

so enticing that she could not

cooking. Let’s wait for a few minutes, Lilly.”

already picked up a piece of

her mouth.

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

cooked thoroughly, Anthony scooped them up and placed them in each of

Lilly rolled the meat in pepper

her, they saw her spitting

her tongue as tears

glass of water, only to find that it was scalding hot,

milk, Lilly’s lips were left swollen from

Hmm…pouty lips…

help but find the situation amusing, yet they were left speechless. Fortunately, the old lady was not present, or else they would

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

let Granny see

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

her consent.

Bettany kept nagging, “Eat

always be a priority, even when enjoying

man in black on the surveillance footage, still roaming the

have to come here in person. You could have just

the phone.”

head. “I don’t know where Uncle Cloud is

snorted. “Aren’t you skilled in fortune–telling?”

while munching, “Daddy, do you

“And what if it

head. “That’s a misconception about fortune–telling in the world. People who excel in fortune–telling might think they have access

“Is

mysteries that cannot be unveiled and secrets that can be unraveled… There are things that can be told and things that must

“What do you mean by that?”

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

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

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

of Blake’s hand and said, “Pick

thought, Blake casually replied, “5.”