Nan Jiaojiao didn't argue with him, but secretly dipped a piece of beef coated in spicy chili into the pot, and quietly placed it in Bo Qingshan's bowl while he was drinking water.
He was so confused by the spiciness, unsure whether he was crying from choking or from the smoky haze of the hotpot. Without looking carefully, he just grabbed the food from his bowl and stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as he began chewing, the spicy flavor shot straight to his head, and he opened his mouth with drool dripping down.
Bo Yanching moved behind him, lifted a small tuft of hair at the back of Bo Qingshan's neck, causing him to tilt his head back, and had a tissue ready at his mouth.
"Open your mouth."
Bo Qingshan hurriedly spat out the meat into the tissue, and Bo Yanching tossed it away, wiping his hands on Bo Qingshan's clothes disdainfully.
