Beibei and Hanhan looked at each other and asked: Why doesn't your father leave?
Hanhan's eyes were innocent: I don't know either!
Neither mother nor son moved, they all looked at Zhan Beihan, but he calmly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a thin slice of meat from the tumbling soup pot, and put it in Hanhan's bowl: "Eat."
Hanhan blinked: "Oh..."
Zhan Beihan stretched out his chopsticks again, picked up a piece of tender bamboo shoots, and put it into Beibei's bowl.
Both children are affected by rain and dew.
Beibei was stunned for a moment and looked down at the bamboo shoots in the bowl.
This is his favorite hotpot dish. How did this man know?
Xiao Lingyue looked at Zhan Beihan's actions, raised her eyebrows, and picked up the chopsticks again: "Let's eat first. If you have anything to say, we can talk after you're full."
"Okay~"
"Um."
The two little guys responded positively and started eating again.
Xiao Lingyue didn't eat much, mainly cooking food for her two children. She was also secretly thinking about how Zhan Beihan beat the concubine's maid and didn't visit her concubine even though she knew she was seriously ill. Instead, she stayed to eat hot pot...
..What exactly does that mean?
Haven't figured it out yet.
"Cough...cough!" A sudden cough sounded.
Xiao Lingyue raised her head in surprise and saw the man opposite her frowning deeply. A thin blush appeared on his handsome and cold face. She didn't know whether he was choking or being spicy. He was covering his mouth and coughing.
Xiao Lingyue glanced at the condiment bowl in front of him, which was a fiery red color.
She was happy: "I can't eat spicy food but I added so much. Is it spicy?"
"Ahem..." The man's handsome face flushed, and his forehead was sweating. He covered his mouth to suppress his cough while glaring at her.
Angry from shame.
It's just that I was so hot that I couldn't speak.
Xiao Lingyue laughed at him: "Not even as good as two children, he loves food and loves to eat." After saying that, he got up and walked out.
Zhan Beihan: "..."
He covered his mouth, coughed lowly, and looked at the two little guys.
Beibei picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom, rolled it around in the seasoning bowl, and put it into his mouth with plenty of minced chili pepper. It was delicious and the color of the noodles did not change.
Han Han also dipped the meat slices into the seasoning, his face turned red from the spicy food, hissing and inhaling, he also ate happily.
He was the only one who was so hot that he couldn't speak.
Zhan Beihan felt inexplicably angry.
"Here." Xiao Lingyue came back with a can of bean juice, poured a bowl and handed it to him, "Jie Jie spicy."
"Mom, hey... I want it too!" Hanhan was so hot that he was sweating profusely.
"Drink slowly." Xiao Lingyue smiled and poured a bowl for him.
This soy juice is actually soy milk.
When she prepared the hot pot, she specially asked someone to grind it. After boiling it, she soaked it in well water so that it would naturally cool down without being too cold. It could relieve the spiciness without hurting the stomach. It was originally prepared for her two children.
Unexpectedly, Beibei and Hanhan were both good at spicy food, but the cold and majestic King Yi was the one who was so spicy that his face turned red and he choked and coughed.
Xiao Lingyue had a trace of teasing in her eyes, watching the man pouring bean juice into his mouth with a frown, and asked deliberately: "Your Highness, King Yi, how does this hot pot taste?"
Zhan Beihan drank two bowls of bean juice in a row and finally suppressed the burning sting in her mouth. Hearing this, he raised his sword eyebrows and his sharp eyes pierced her face like a sharp knife, which was extremely dangerous.
However, there is hidden anger.
Xiao Lingyue's smile became even more playful: "What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Hot 『』