Xin Sui praised him a few more times, and Xiao Ming became happy again.
Surrounded by three different kinds of magical creatures, Xin Sui felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.
I glanced out the window and realized it was already evening.
A series of bright and warm colors, such as orange, yellow, tangerine, and red, are interwoven together, yet the layers are distinct, creating a magnificent scene that even the most skilled painter could not depict.
Xin Sui exclaimed with delight, "Look, what a beautiful sunset!"
Jenny lay on her back, resting her chin on her shoulder as she looked over.
Xiao Ming, however, spoiled the mood by saying, "What's so interesting about it? Isn't it the same every day?"
Xin Sui thought about it and realized that it made sense.
The beautiful scenery was right there, but she rarely had the time or inclination to look at it and discover it.
More than the beautiful scenery, what Xiaoming cares about is—
"Xiao Li, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
Looking at the wide variety of ingredients he brought out, Xin Sui remembered a hot and delicious dish she hadn't had in a long time.
Let's have hot pot.
Xiao Ming: "What is hot pot?"
Xin Sui got up from the sofa. "Come on, everyone, come and help me. You'll see when it's finished."
As darkness fell completely, Xin Sui brought the soup base to the living room.
She made two kinds of soup bases: spicy butter soup and clear mushroom soup.
There are more side dishes.
Fish, shrimp, crabs, shellfish, and snails in the sea.
Chicken (iron-beaked bird), pork, and beef (the meat inside beef fruit) on the ground.
There are also various mushrooms, vegetables, eggs, meatballs...
A whole table was set out.
Fortunately, Xiaoming and Jenny helped her, otherwise she really couldn't have made so many things by herself.
Xiaoming, in particular, put in a lot of effort in making the meatballs.
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