"Hot pot should be spicy, don't worry, my stomach is quite strong," Bai Yi said without looking up.
Seeing Bai Yi really enjoyed eating, Feng Liyan didn't disturb his appetite and even helped him cook some food.
When Feng Liyan placed some food into his bowl, Bai Yi, who was eating with his head down, looked up at him.
Then he smiled:
"Thank you."
He knew Feng Liyan didn't like eating, so he didn't say anything about having him try it, planning to take him to a grand hotel for a bite after he finished eating.
Feng Liyan didn't speak, continuing to cook food for him, and Bai Yi continued eating with his head down.
Their table was already the most watched in the whole store, and now it was attracting even more peculiar looks.
The shop was getting busier, and even the previously empty tables nearby were filled with people.
Customers who had finished eating earlier didn't leave, just staring in their direction.
