His eyes were full of anticipation. Chu Jiaojiao glanced at Sheng Jun quietly, coughed lightly, and said, "Sure, let's eat something light. I like boiled food."

For example, boiled tripe, boiled duck intestines, and boiled shrimp balls...

Chu Jiaojiao was so greedy that her saliva was almost flowing out.

Hot pot also involves water, so it’s boiled in water, there’s nothing wrong with that, right?

Mr. Huo was already very familiar with Chu Jiaojiao's taste. He was smart for once and nodded solemnly, "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, they are all the lightest."

"Yeah." Chu Jiaojiao nodded.

Seeing Sheng Jun looking at her, she gave a sweet smile.

Look, how obedient she is. If she is not allowed to eat greasy food, she will only eat boiled food.

She is taking good care of her stomach.

The next day, when Mr. Huo came to pick her up, Chu Jiaojiao deliberately lost again: "Are you sure you want to eat boiled vegetables?"

Mr. Huo nodded in agreement, "That's right, don't worry."

The two of them walked out while performing.

When they reached the door, Sheng Jun raised his eyelids and glanced at her, saying, "Eat less, just order something slightly spicy, don't add extra chili peppers. Your stomach has just recovered a little, don't let it get upset again. Don't cry when you have porridge."

Chu Jiaojiao paused, coughed lightly, and pretended to be dumb: "Brother, what are you talking about? I went to eat boiled vegetables, how can it be slightly spicy?"

Sheng Jun didn't say anything and just looked at her quietly.

Finally, Chu Jiaojiao couldn't hold on any longer. She wailed and said with a sad face, "Big Brother, are you the worm in my stomach? How do you know everything?"