Mu Mu was simply elated.

Although Xiao Xingyu's hairstyle is also the best for handsome guys, his wolf tail is the most fashionable hairstyle nowadays. It took him half a day to perm and cut it. This time, he was able to leave Xiao Xingyu speechless, which was really worth the 5888 yuan.

"Brother Xiao Huai!" Sasa suddenly shouted towards the door.

Everyone looked up and saw Xiao Huai walking in, straightening his sleeves. He was wearing an apricot silk suit, his complexion was white as snow, and he looked neat and tidy. However, when he looked at Xiao Xingyu, his brows furrowed.

Yao Ma was about to ask him what he wanted to eat, but he spontaneously said, "Please get me a sandwich. I'll take it away."

"Why don't you finish eating before leaving? It won't take a while."

Xiao Huai smiled slightly: "No, there's a lot of work at the company today, I'll go early."

Everyone turned their eyes to Xiao Xingyu. Obviously, Xiao Huai didn't want to eat at the same table with Xiao Xingyu, especially when there were not many people around.

In response, Xiao Xingyu raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Huai. His black eyes were as innocent as they could be, as if to say, "I didn't provoke him."

Xiao Huai left with breakfast, and Aunt Wang brought a bowl of spicy soup to Zhang Moyan with a smile on her face.

A large bowl of yellow paste is called soup, but its sticky texture is similar to the lotus root starch in the south of the Yangtze River. It also contains peanuts, fungus, beef cubes, tofu skin, vermicelli and bean curd sheets.

Zhang Moyan felt that there was no need for rice balls, as this bowl alone would be enough to fill her up.

The moment the spicy soup came up, Zhang Moyan felt that all eyes at the table were focused on her.

It is said that the taste of Hu La Tang has the "magic power to awaken the body" and its power can compete with BJ Douzhi. Looking at everyone's reactions, Zhang Moyan believes that the taste must be extraordinary, but since she is here, she might as well make the best of it and experience it as the local customs do.

"Haha, Xiao Zhang, just try it. It's okay if you can't get used to it." Xiao Weizhou sat on the chair with his bulging belly. His kind smile made Zhang Moyan feel like a kindergarten kid who was about to perform a show.

"Okay." Zhang Moyan felt a little nervous for no reason.

Sure enough, after taking the first sip, I felt like I had touched an electric switch. The wild pepper aroma rushed through my taste buds and into my mouth, and I felt like the barriers of my body were being broken through layer by layer.

The taste can’t be said to be bad, but you still need to be mentally prepared before trying it.

Zhang Moyan choked for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw Xiao Xingyu looking at her. His expression, which did not reveal any secrets, made her feel for no reason that he seemed to be expecting her evaluation, like a doll that came from nowhere, brought the most delicious food in the house to her, and was eagerly waiting for her praise.

The feeling of oral discomfort suddenly seemed to be less severe.

Zhang Moyan swallowed the half-soup, half-thick substance that struck her soul with a gulp. She then scooped up a few vermicelli noodles and took a sip, seeming to be very interested. "It's delicious. There's so much in it. It's so rich."

She was particularly careful not to glance upward to the right when she said this.