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A lot of people in the shop, Xia Cifeng and Sheng Yinzhou, sat by the window of the shop. Because the smell of hot pot was too heavy, they sat on one side.

Sheng Yinzhou is not picky about food, and the dishes he takes are all meat. He sits by the window with his cheek up, watching Xia CI Feng add vegetables to the pot, regardless of what he's serving.

Xia Cifeng put the chopsticks to the hot pot and looked at him with the posture of Sheng Yinzhou supporting his head.

"Hey, friend, don't you add food to it?"

Sheng Yinzhou was very spoiled with a smile. "I'll eat whatever you add. Anyway, I'll treat you to dinner. I'll just eat a little."

Xia Cifeng saw that the meat inside turned white, so he picked it up with his chopsticks and put a little in his own bowl, but also didn't forget to put a little in the Sheng Yin Zhou bowl.

"My friend, you can't eat spicy food, can you?" Xia Cifeng deliberately used words to excite him, "it's impossible to drive away the cold in such a cold weather without eating a little spicy food. Especially for a child with poor resistance and always having a bad meal, you should eat more things that are good for your health..."

Xia CI Feng's words turned into caring words. Sheng Yinzhou picked up the chopsticks with a smile, picked up the meat in the bowl and slowly put it into his mouth.

After the first bite, Sheng Yinzhou felt very spicy. He kept on saying that it was good to eat spicy food in winter. At this time, he closed his mouth and turned to look at him.

Although Xia Cifeng said these words on his mouth, seeing that Sheng Yinzhou really bit down, he subconsciously picked up a cup of warm boiled water on one side and prepared to serve it to him when he said spicy.

Sheng Yinzhou chewed the meat with an air of complacency. He held his cheek and turned to look at Xia Cifeng. When he found that his face was a little nervous, he put down his chopsticks and tilted his head, "eh?"

Xia Zifeng said: "it's time to It's OK. "

Xia Cifeng saw Sheng Yinzhou's appearance and wondered in his heart. He had such a strong reaction to abnormal spicy food before. How could he eat it now without any situation?

Is the taste bad or hidden?

This problem has just troubled Xia Cifeng for two minutes, and Sheng Yinzhou beside him suddenly covers his mouth and coughs.

Xia Cifeng turned his head and found that the man didn't know whether it was choking or spicy. A little red face seemed to be able to drip blood.

The water at hand was immediately put to use. Xia Cifeng quickly handed the water to Sheng Yinzhou, and he kept touching it up and down to give him good luck.

After seeing Sheng Yinzhou drink half a cup of water in one breath, Xia Cifeng can confirm that this person is spicy.

He thought it was a little funny, and he clapped two times with his smooth hand and gravity, "friend, is it hot?"

Sheng Yinzhou didn't speak. He put down his cup and covered his eyes for a while. When he put down his hands, Xia Cifeng found that his eyes were red.

Curly long eyelashes are wet with tears, a pair of red eyes full of water, like the peach blossom at the top of the tree in March and April.

Sheng Yinzhou wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and in a twinkling he saw Xia CI Feng leaning against the stool with his stomach in his arms and laughing.

"Ha ha, ha Sheng Yin Zhou, why didn't you feel hot just now? Is it that strength that hasn't come up? "

Xia Cifeng laughed for a while, then picked up chopsticks to clip meat, chewed and felt funny, and before he slowed down, he heard Sheng Yinzhou's dumb voice.

"Little classmate, don't laugh. Look at your clothes. Do you want to wear white sweater and eat red soup hotpot

Xia CI Feng looked down, the smile on his face and the voice in his throat disappeared quickly.