His chopsticks caught mine, "Eat the Health Pot."
Then he naturally stole my fatty beef and stuffed it into her mouth.
The other four pairs of eyes at the table all stared at us in unison.
I had thought that in front of Immortal Maiden He, he would at least restrain himself a bit.
But it seemed he had no such intention.
I looked at the Health Pot next to the yin-yang pot.
Goji berries, red dates, and a big round bone were floating and sinking in the soup.
No way I would eat that Health Pot.
I continued to fish for fatty beef in the spicy pot when I heard Sang Qi's warning voice, "Xia Zhi."
What's calling my name for? When I'm eating, even the King of Heaven calling me wouldn't work.
I stuffed my mouth full of beef and hummed vaguely, and he pointed at my mouth with his chopsticks, "Spit it out."
The things I've eaten have never been spat out.
Four pairs of eyes watched me, including Immortal Maiden He's.