"I'll tell you tonight." Pei Zhi took advantage of the fact that no one was around to suck her earlobe.
Lin Jiao leaned back as if she had been electrocuted.
She met those smiling eyes and had a bad feeling, but she knew he wouldn't say and didn't intend to ask again.
"Shall we eat upstairs?" She followed his slow footsteps and stepped into the elevator that was slowly opening.
Pei Zhi pressed the button to the fifth floor. "There's a new hotpot restaurant upstairs."
Lin Jiao, who had not eaten hotpot for a long time, was tempted.
She was taken to the table by the waiter and ordered many of her favorite dishes. Her stomach rumbled as she waited for the pot to be served.
The pot that had been boiling for five to six minutes started to emit a mouth watering fragrance.
"Eat more." Pei Zhi placed the tripe into her bowl and poured the quail egg into the pot.