Luo Sui'an felt more comfortable after talking to Ye Yixing, and happily ate the contents of the milk tea cup.
Seeing her eating one bite after another, Ye Yixing had to remind her: "Eat less, don't you plan on having dinner?"
Luo Sui'an rolled his eyes and asked, "Will you treat me to dinner?"
Ye Yixing asked back: "Is there anything worthy of me treating you to dinner?"
Luo Sui'an pointed to the cup in front of him: "I bought you something to drink. Courtesy is reciprocal. You are not allowed to buy me dinner."
Ye Yixing was speechless. This was not something he wanted to drink. She insisted on asking for it. Why did she still rely on him?
Just as he was about to speak, she heard her say: "Please treat me to dinner. I'm actually in a bad mood today. I had a fight with my father and I don't want to go home."
Ye Yixing didn't need to think about it to know why she quarreled with her father.
"What do you want to eat?" He compromised.
"Hot pot." Luo Sui'an said, "I like to eat hot pot when I'm unhappy."
Ye Yixing had no objection, stood up and said: "Lead the way."
If she was allowed to drink it again, she could only watch him eat it when he went to a hotpot restaurant.
Luo Sui'an was born and raised in Baicheng, and she was the best at finding the best local food. Ye Yixing asked her to lead the way, so she took a taxi with him to a place.
After getting out of the car, Luo Sui'an led him through a small alley on Qingshi Road, and finally walked into an inconspicuous hot pot restaurant.
But what surprised Ye Yixing was that there were many customers inside. The lobby was full of tables, and they were all full of heads as far as the eye could see.
There were only two of them and there was no need for a private room. Luo Sui'an asked the waiter to open a table for two after asking Ye Yixing's permission.
Luo Sui'an took a pencil to order and asked him: "Can it be spicy?"
The taste in City S is bland. Ye Yixing rarely eats spicy food and shook his head: "I won't eat it."
"Then I'll order the four-square dish. I'll eat the spicy food, and you'll eat the rest." Luo Sui'an chose the pot base and then started choosing the hot-boiled dishes. She didn't mind the trouble and listed each dish and asked Ye Yixing if he would like it.
At first, Ye Yixing answered whether he should eat or not, but then he said directly: "I don't choose, you order what you like."
Luo Suian secretly thought that this is how I understand your dietary preferences.
Afraid of being spotted by Ye Yixing, she didn't say the name of the dish again, but she ordered it based on her own preferences. It would be okay to let Ye Yixing know her preferences first.
After ordering, Luo Sui'an stood up: "I'm going to make the sauce, will you go?"
Ye Yixing: "If you don't want to go, just bring me one." Luo Suian nodded and went to make the sauce, and soon came back with two small plates and bowls, and gave one of them to Ye Yixing: "You don't eat spicy food, this
I didn’t put chili in this portion. I don’t know if it tastes good. You can try mine later. It’s delicious.
.”
Of course, Ye Yixing would not taste her sauce, and gave a perfunctory hum.
The bottom of the pot was served first, followed by a cart of hot-boiled vegetables. Ye Yixing was a gentleman and took the initiative to add vegetables to the bottom of the pot.
Luo Sui'an could see clearly that if it was something he liked to eat, he would put it in the clear soup pot. If he didn't like it, he would just put it in the spicy pot.
This way you can also see his preferences.
Luo Sui'an had to praise himself for being smart.
After the food was cooked, the two of them ate their own portions. Luo Sui'an sighed with satisfaction after taking the first bite: "Sure enough, there is no bad mood that cannot be cured by eating hot pot. If there is, then eat two meals."
Then he added silently in his heart that if Ye Yixing was with him, the effect would be doubled. Ye Yixing couldn't empathize with it, because to him, all hot pots tasted the same, and there was no difference between them being particularly delicious or particularly unpleasant.