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The little girl is very sensible. After setting up the table and chairs, she hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe the table.
"It's okay, I'll clean it myself," Lo Ye took the tissue from the little girl's hand, and she gave him a big smile, which made Lo Ye smile back involuntarily, sweetly.
"Spicy hot pot is here!" Grandma is carrying a steaming Spicy hot pot, while the little girl is holding chili sauce and vinegar behind her.
"Big brother, you can add it yourself if you want to."
"Okay." He wasn't actually hungry, so he watched the grandmother and grandson finish their spicy hot pot and then sit there flipping through the flower rope.
A taxi stopped on the opposite side of the road, and a girl in a white tracksuit got out of the car. The hood of the tracksuit covered her head, almost hiding her eyes, and she was wearing a white mask, making it hard to recognize her.
She stood on the opposite side of the road, looking left and right at the passing vehicles. Her long hair swayed in the air, creating different curves with each movement, and the light cast on her hair formed layers of halos.
After making sure it was safe, she hugged her coat tightly and ran across to the other side, stopping in front of a small stall.
The voice was cold, "Mother-in-law, a bowl of Spicy hot pot, extra spicy and numbing." Speaking skillfully, she walked towards the small table.
She found that someone was already sitting at the small table, and there were no extra chairs. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the crisp voice of the young girl.
"Big sister, you can sit here," the little girl said as she placed the stool opposite Lo Ye.
He Shuning looked around and saw no extra tables or stools, so she simply sat down directly across from her.
Nodding to the man across from him, he sat down opposite him and only then noticed the bowl of clear broth Spicy hot pot in front of him. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh, "What a remarkable person, able to eat clear broth Spicy hot pot, without any numbing or spiciness, just the heat."
Lo Ye kept his head down, but could feel the gaze in his bowl. When he looked up, he found the other person hurriedly shifting their gaze to their mother-in-law.
"Your Spicy hot pot is here, with extra spice and numbing flavor. If it's not enough, you can add more yourself." This is the correct way to start a Spicy hot pot. Look at the clear soup on the opposite side, it's like two extremes.
"Sister, the chili and vinegar are on the table, oh." The little girl said sweetly, holding a tissue.
Lo Ye Looking at the bright red Spicy hot pot that appeared in front of me, I couldn't help but frown. I could already feel my scalp tingling.
The person across from me finally took off the mask that had covered most of their face, revealing the familiar and beautiful face that often appeared on the screen.
It is her—He Shuning.
Even Lo Ye, who rarely watches television or pays attention to the entertainment industry, knows her. She is a well-known actress. According to Tongtong, the online reviews about her are that she is indeed a strong performer who can handle dramatic roles well.
Meeting her at this time and place was not entirely surprising, but he was not a fervent fan, just a stranger sharing a table for a meal.
She gathered her hair with one hand and skillfully stirred the chili sauce in the bowl with disposable chopsticks in the other hand, her eyes focused intently. It was as if a person who had been thirsty for days finally found water when she picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, her satisfied eyes forming crescent moons.
He Shuning felt completely satisfied, no longer paying any attention to how the person across from her would perceive her.
Lo Ye found that his appetite had diminished even further.
In the spicy hot pot, Grandma added a lot of meatballs—round ones, vegetable balls, seafood fish balls, and even beef balls. He Shuning was enjoying herself immensely. She found it a bit inconvenient to pick up the meatballs with chopsticks as they kept slipping away. Just when she was struggling to hold the chopsticks tightly and finally managed to lift one slippery meatball towards her mouth, she watched in dismay as the meatball followed a parabolic trajectory and fell directly into the clear soup bowl across from her, splattering broth onto his hand.
She was momentarily stunned and quickly grabbed a tissue to apologize to him.
Obviously, the other party was also very surprised by this "sudden event," but also instinctively said "it's okay."
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