Soon, the hotpot was brought to the table. Qin Yin looked at the pot filled with a bright red soup and instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Watching Ye Xinluo put in the ingredients to cook and then calmly eat them, she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her throat, even though she hadn't eaten anything yet, just watching made her a bit hesitant to try.
"Try this, it tastes good." Ye Xinluo placed the cooked tripe in her bowl and signaled her to taste it and see how it was.
Qin Yin glanced down, picked up her chopsticks, and under Ye Xinluo's gaze, ate the tripe. A spicy sensation quickly spread throughout her mouth, but since she was mentally prepared for it, she didn't end up choking.
She usually eats chili but not often, and soon her entire face turned red. Seeing this, Ye Xinluo quickly handed her the water cup, "You better not eat this one. I'll order some other dishes for you."
