At noon.
The office window opened, letting the autumn breeze blow away the aroma of hotpot.
On the coffee table, an electric two-part hotpot was bubbling!
One side was red oil, the other side was mushroom soup.
Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu sat around the pot, dipping slices of meat, eating with their mouths full of oil and sweating, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
"Haha, this hotpot delivery is way better than yesterday's sushi.
"So satisfying!"
Fang Xiaoyu wiped the red oil from the corner of her mouth and looked up at Black Ears.
She never thought that a fox would use chopsticks?
And it used them so skillfully, dipping and scooping out vegetables quickly, not only filling its bowl with meat slices, gluten, hundred leaves, and balls, but also continuously filling Bai Mo's bowl.
"Hey, slow down, that's enough to eat."
Bai Mo ate a beef tendon ball and patted his disciple's head.
Black Ears beamed.
"Whimper whimper whimper!"
