"Well, I'm here."

Meng Anlan smiled when she heard the sound, shook her head and stopped calling her, after all, she would sometimes have a chance to call her that.

The two walked to the internet celebrity hot pot restaurant, and after more than ten minutes, they arrived at the hot pot restaurant.

Perhaps because of the weekend, there are so many people who come to eat hot pot, the two of them took their numbers and waited for a free table outside before going in.

"Are you hungry now?" Zhuang Ning asked.

Meng Anlan took a sip of the matcha milk cap that Zhuang Ning brought for herself, and shook her head, "Fortunately, I'm not very hungry."

"That's fine."

"What about you?"

"I'm not hungry either." She wouldn't tell Meng Anlan that she stayed up until two or three o'clock last night, and woke up at two o'clock at noon, and didn't eat lunch until after three o'clock.

They waited outside for more than ten minutes and there was a vacant seat. When the waiter led them in and sat down face to face, the waiter brought out the menu.

Zhuang Ning took out the coupon in time at this moment, and the waitress took a look at it and asked, "What do you want?"

The waiter opened the menu and showed them the types of pot bottoms in the store.

Zhuang Ning glanced roughly, and looked at Meng Anlan opposite, "What do you want?"

Meng Anlan didn't care about this, "I can do it."

Zhuang Ning thought about it, then he should have the most classic mandarin duck pot.

"Mandarin duck pot."

"Okay." The waiter answered, took the menu and left.

Meng Anlan glanced at Zhuang Ning unexpectedly, seeming a little confused, "Aren't you unable to eat spicy food?"

Yes, Zhuang Ning really can't eat spicy food, but she never told Meng Anlan about it, how did she know?

"How do you know I don't eat spicy food?"

Oops, I slipped my mouth!

Meng Anlan's heart skipped a beat, and then she remembered that knowing that Zhuang Ning didn't eat spicy food was a matter of her previous life, and in this life, Zhuang Ning hadn't had time to tell herself that she didn't eat spicy food.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then showed a proper look of confusion, "I don't know...Maybe I remember wrong?"

Zhuang Ning didn't think too much about it, and nodded, "I'm not very good at spicy food, what about you?"

"I can eat a little, but not much."

"Ah, is the mandarin duck pot okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay to eat something spicy later." Meng Anlan comforted Zhuang Ning.

"That's right." Zhuang Ning touched the earrings, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Besides, eating hot pot without ordering mandarin duck pot feels a bit wasteful."

Meng Anlan didn't eat hot pot very much, so I was a little surprised to hear her say that, "Really?"

"Yes."

Meng Anlan took a sip of the matcha milk cap and stopped talking, thinking that she would have to try the spicy pot of the mandarin duck pot later to see if it was what Zhuang Ning said.

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Chapter 18 Chapter 18

If the time goes back to 15 minutes ago, Meng Anlan will definitely withdraw her idea of ​​trying Yuanyang Hot Pot, because it is too spicy!

She couldn't bear it at all!

Meng Anlan's eyes were red from being hot, and she took a few sips of cold drink before she recovered.

Zhuang Ning was sitting opposite Meng Anlan, so Zhuang Ning had a panoramic view of her actions, and suddenly felt a little awe of this spicy pot.

"Is it very spicy?"

Meng Anlan didn't want to talk anymore, and nodded with watery eyes.

She swore she would never try spicy pot again QAQ

"Seeing you like this, I don't dare to eat it." Although he said so, Zhuang Ning still fished out a shrimp slip from the hot pot and put it in his own bowl. When he was about to eat, he smiled at Meng Anlan. Said: "And you know what? I was still complaining about my roommate eating spicy food yesterday, his mouth is full of oil."

At that time, Fu Han and Liao Yanying jointly complained about it, but I didn't expect to try it myself today, and the flag was too inappropriate.

Thinking of this, she put the shrimp slide into her mouth, and felt the spiciness blooming on the tip of her tongue, and her expression suddenly became indescribable.

"That's why you ate your mouth full of oil today." As she said that, Meng Anlan saw Zhuang Ning's indescribable expression, and couldn't hold it back, smiling prettily, "I really want to take a photo of you like this now .”

Zhuang Ning glanced at Meng Anlan sadly, and calmed down after taking a few sips of cold drink, "You know what? I said that too yesterday."

"is it?"

"Correct."

"What a coincidence."

Zhuang Ning deeply felt the same way. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red hot pot and couldn't help but said, "If you can eat spicy food, it must taste very good."

Meng Anlan raised her eyebrows and smiled noncommittally, "It's a pity."

"That's right, it's a pity." Zhuang Ning shrugged, and continued to scoop up a piece of beef without fear of death.

Meng Anlan was really scared, so she watched Zhuang Ning eat.

In less than 10 minutes, Meng Anlan successfully saw that Zhuang Ning's eyes were red and she cried quickly, and she felt distressed immediately, and said quickly: "Why don't you eat it, I think you are so weird Uncomfortable."

Zhuang Ning shook his head, "Actually... I think it's okay."

But after Meng Anlan said that, Zhuang Ning didn't try anymore, because her expression seemed to be worried about herself.

Although she was very happy, she didn't want Meng Anlan to worry any longer.

"It seems that we can order clear soup in the future." Zhuang Ning muttered, not noticing Meng Anlan gave her an angry and funny look.

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