Jay Bennett's gaze slightly fell, catching a glimpse of Daniel Marshall from the corner of his eye.
"I just feel like my mouth is a bit bland, suddenly craving something spicy."
The handsome features on Daniel's face didn't register a hint of surprise, as he lightly opened his thin lips, "Every time you go on tour, you pay special attention to your diet. Spicy hot pot causes heat, aren't you afraid of getting pimples? Aren't you afraid it'll affect your performance?"
Fluttering his lightly curled eyelashes, Jay lifted his gaze to meet Daniel's, defending himself, "I eat very little, it's okay. Besides, it's cold now. It might not affect much. I have eaten once in Kyoto and nothing happened."
"Jay, have you encountered any problems? Your aunt and uncle are very concerned about you. If you have time, arrange a call to them."