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The original owner knew Ye Lin. Naturally, he knew that Ye Lin was still not used to eating hot peppers at that level.

"You seem to be good at eating chili!?"

Ni Qingming asked deliberately.

"Yes, when I'm abroad, I eat chili bibimbap, and people call me little chili!"

Ye Lin laughed happily when she mentioned that she was abroad.

It seemed that in an instant, the chatterbox was opened.

"When I met Tianyu, it happened to be when I was fighting people for a bottle of chili, and Tianyu looked silly at that time."

Ye Lin smiled, and she looked at Sang Tianyu again.

"Yes!"

Sang Tianyu also laughed, he still remembered how naughty she was at that time.

"Wow... That's amazing!"

Ni Qingming smiled and deliberately flattered.

Only Fang Wenhao looked at Ni Qingming strangely, what the **** this guy made.

Ni Qingming looked at Fang Wenhao's eyes and also looked at him, smiling slightly.

"What the **** are you doing?"

Fang Wenhao approached her and asked lowly.

"No, it's just that I rarely met someone who likes spicy food, so I was a little eager to try and want to compare."

Ni Qingming widened his eyes and looked at Fang Wenhao.

Fang Wenhao looked at her shimmering eyes, and he was stunned for a while, especially when he touched her pearly lips, his mind trembled.

There seemed to be something strange, fermenting in his heart.

Fang Wenhao's ears were red, and she looked away unnaturally.

Sang Tianyu and Ye Lin, who were sitting across from them, saw each other, and both showed knowing eyes.

At this time, the bottom of the pot has been brought up.

Ye Lin sniffed lightly, a trace of intoxication appeared on her face, "This is the authentic hot pot taste."

"Look at you!"

Sang Tianyu stretched out his hand and scratched gently on her nose.

"I want to eat it!"

Ye Lin stretched her tongue out and watched Sang Tianyu acting coquettishly.

"Silly goose!"

Sang Tianyu looked at the tongue she was spitting out, and when he moved his heart, he immediately hugged her. It was in this hot pot restaurant with a lot of people.

In front of Ni Qingming and Fang Wenhao, they kissed passionately.

"They just came back from abroad."

Fang Wenhao was a little embarrassed, why the two of them started kissing when they didn't agree with each other.

"Don't you also come back from abroad?"

Looking at Fang Wenhao's awkward expression, Ni Qingming suddenly felt a little funny.

"I... I don't have the one who kissed me!"

Fang Wenhao's face flushed, and he glared at Ni Qingming.

At this time, the dishes have been served plate by plate.

Sang Tianyu and Ye Lin also came out from that hot kiss.

"Come, eat, eat!"

Ye Lin didn't feel embarrassed, holding the chopsticks and putting the vegetables in the pot.

She put the beef roll first, and waited until the beef roll boiled slowly in the soup, and slowly it became a roll. Ye Lin took a piece and ate it.

"Well-it's really delicious!"

Ye Lin ate several bites in succession.

Ni Qingming also ate two pieces, which are indeed very spicy. This kind of pot bottom, paired with this kind of beef and the like, is really very delicious.

It’s just that the more spicy the bottom of this pot is, it’s not something people can enjoy in the end.

Eating, eating, Ye Lin's face changed.

"What's wrong, Sister Ye Lin, do you think it's spicy? I think it's a bit spicy now."