Chapter 116: Amadeus Cooks Personally!_1

She wasn't picky about food, and Nathalie Quinlan lowered her eyelids, "Anything is fine."

"Anything, huh? Then that's troublesome." Audrick Zachmann inserted his hands in his pockets, his handsome face begging for a punch. The streak of purple in his hair had been dyed red by him, and the fiery color, wild and uninhibited, fluttered like bird feathers, "Amadeus, what about you? Do you have any cravings?"

Amadeus Yancey's gaze shifted to Nathalie Quinlan. The girl was wearing a hoodie, looking cool and outstanding. His eyes were deep as he spoke in a low voice, "Let's have the hot pot."

He remembered the last time he let her choose what to eat; she had picked a snack similar to hot pot and even specifically added a spoonful of chili oil on top. The spicy taste was still fresh in his memory.

"Hot pot?" Audrick Zachmann looked at him in puzzlement, "Don't you dislike eating that stuff?"

Had he changed?