If time could be turned back..,
Chiasma would definitely not just ask someone to pack one hot pot. At least two! No..,
At least ten!
Because the mandarin duck hot pot in "My Chinese Restaurant" was really too delicious, okay?!
For a man of Chiasma's status, drinking the strongest wine..,
Wooing the most beautiful girl was the main theme. Eating the best food? That was not in his life plan.
It was precisely because he was not particular about food..,
That was why he only ate a boiled river prawn.
It was shocking.
The taste of seafood and the spicy taste of pepper mixed together made him feel refreshed,
It almost made him unable to wait to eat a second bite. However..,
There was no second bite at all!
Looking at the Winter Soldiers who blocked his chopsticks, Chiasma glanced at him. "Winter Soldiers?"
The Winter Soldiers placed all the side dishes that the young man had bought in front of him,
As he scrubbed the beef, he said in a deep voice, "The rest is mine."
Chiasma: "...???"
"No."
Chiasma had been the Winter Soldiers' "Guardian" for so many years,
This was the first time he knew that he was so protective of his food. He said, "Winter Soldiers, look, there's still so much left. You'll definitely be full if you eat alone..,
So let me help you share some of the burden, okay? Let me have another bite, okay? "
If Chiasma had not tasted it..,
That would have been fine. After all, he could not imagine how delicious it was without tasting it. But he had already tasted it..,
He even tasted it..,
But now, the Winter Soldiers did not let him eat anymore!?
Was he sure he would do it!?
As he spoke..,
Chiasma silently moved his chopsticks, planning to steal a bite when the Winter Soldiers was not paying attention. However, he was fast, and the Winter Soldiers's reaction was not slow either. He snatched the duck intestine that Chiasma had picked up from his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. His mechanical left arm grabbed a corner of the table, and with a bang, he broke the corner of the table.
Chiasma: "..."
'Is he threatening me?!'
The Winter Soldiers didn't care what Chiasma was thinking. He said resolutely, "No!"
He rejected Chiasma verbally, but his hands didn't stop moving. He dipped the steamed beef in the sauce, and the Winter Soldiers stuffed it into his mouth. The tender meat of the beef was soft and smooth. With just a bite, the sauce was absorbed and overflowed in his mouth. The spicy taste was simply addictive.
Seeing the Winter Soldiers' attitude, Chiasma knew that he would not change his mind, but the problem was — —
"Winter Soldiers, if you won't let me eat it, then why did you let me taste it just now?"
Wasn't this purposely tantalizing?
Hearing Chiasma's question, the Winter Soldiers raised his head and looked at him. Those gray-green eyes were as cold and empty as ever, but Chiasma didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that there seemed to be a little more vigor in them.
Before he could take a closer look, he heard the Winter Soldiers speak. He said word by word, "I'll let you know how delicious it is."
Chiasma: "..."
What the hell!
Did he really do it on purpose?!
Chiasma looked at the Winter Soldiers, but the latter had already retracted his gaze and focused on eating the hot pot. It was just that...
Watching the Winter Soldiers eat the tender chicken leg in one bite, Chiasma felt that he was saying — —
Didn't you say that a hot pot wasn't worth wasting so much time on?
Watching the Winter Soldiers eat the elastic fish ball in one bite, Chiasma felt that he was saying — —
Didn't you say that all hot pots were the same? Why not just buy them from the supermarket?
Watching the Winter Soldiers eat the delicious Konjac in one bite, Chiasma felt that he was saying — —
Don't eat my hot pot, eat the one from the supermarket!
Chiasma: "..."
Was he starving to death!?
At this time, the young man came over to deliver lunch. Chiasma glanced at the chicken sandwich handed over and then at the hot and fragrant hot pot in front of the Winter Soldiers. Well, he wasn't starving, he was just craving.
After throwing the chicken sandwich back to the young man, he said, "Go pack another hot pot for me."
The young man: "...???"
"Pack again?"
The young man, who didn't know what happened before, heard Chiasma's words. He glanced at the table that was still full of side dishes and said, "Aren't there a lot of side dishes? Captain, you can eat with the Winter Soldiers. "
What?
You're asking if the young man was too lazy to go out and pack hot pot for Chiasma?
...
...
...
No.
He just planned to secretly go out and visit "My Chinese Restaurant" after delivering lunch. If he packed hot pot for Chiasma, how would he have time to eat?
Chiasma: "I'm afraid that if I eat too much, I'll become an idiot."
The young man: "...???"
#
Compared to the Winter Soldiers and Chiasma, Lorna and the others who were eating hot pot at "My Chinese Restaurant" were much happier. There was no need to fight at all.
"Wow."
Lorna took a bite of the swallow dumplings that Marcus personally cooked and immediately gave him a thumbs up. "Babe, you're amazing. How come I didn't know you had such cooking skills before?"
After hearing Lorna's praise, Marcus touched his nose embarrassedly. However, from his big white teeth, it was obvious that he enjoyed the praise.
When John saw this, he rejected the public display of affection and said, "Cooking food is called cooking? Lorna, you're making Issou feel wronged. "
"Hey, John."
Issou, who had just approached, heard this sentence and immediately said, "Is your way of finding teammates by dragging them down?"
"I thought you could tell that I was praising you?"
John turned around and saw that Issou was still holding something in her hand, so he got up and took it from her.
"Thank you."
Issou smiled at John. The man in front of her had a strong body and his words and actions carried a cold temperament from the army. Therefore, it was no wonder that she suspected that he or Marcus was the culprit outside the supermarket, and not Lorna.
She glanced at Lorna and Marcus, who were sitting at the same table as John, and then said to him, "You do deserve sympathy for the two of them."
John pulled out a chair for Issou, then looked at her and said, "So we have to stick together, don't we?"
"Tsk."
Seeing that John was trying to stop them, Lorna reached out and hooked Marcus' neck, kissed him on the cheek, and then raised an eyebrow at Issou and John. "Do you think it's useful for you to stick together?"
John was about to answer when he saw that Issou was already mesmerized by Lorna's boyfriend power. He did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Issou, I think you should stand firm?"
"Erm …"
Issou blinked and pretended to be serious, "I've always been firmly on Lorna's side."
Hearing Issou's words, Lorna laughed and let go of her dear boyfriend. Instead, she hooked her arm around Issou's shoulder and kissed him on the cheek. She looked at John with the attitude of a victor, "Buddy, you don't have any chance of winning."
Seeing this, John could only admit defeat.
Because the peach biscuits were still being baked in the oven, Issou chatted with Lorna for a while and was about to return to the kitchen. However, just as he got up, he saw Charles pushing the door open and coming in.
"Hi, Issou."
Charles did not expect to see her as soon as he pushed the door open, and the smile on his face deepened.
Caught off guard, Issou was dazzled by Charles's beautiful smile. When she realized who it was, she smiled and greeted him.
Previously, Issou asked Jean if Academy X was not far from where they were, but after hearing Jean's vague answer, she realized —
For Charles, who owned a school for mutants, distance was not a problem at all.
Charles did not know what Issou was thinking. He glanced at the mandarin duck hotpot on each table and immediately smiled at her, "I heard from Jean that you guys had hotpot last night. I was wondering if I would be able to eat it today, but today is a hotpot banquet?"
Hearing Charles's words, Issou suddenly showed a look of realization. She then pretended to be serious and said, "Oh, no wonder I was wondering why someone kept grabbing my hand when I was sleeping last night and saying that they must sell hotpot tomorrow. So it was you, Charles."
Towards the end, the black-haired girl unconsciously dragged out her words, and there was a hint of mockery in her tone.
Being teased by Issou, Charles was neither angry nor embarrassed. Instead, he winked at her and smiled. While the black-haired girl was still in a daze, he reached out and grabbed her hand. He looked at her attentively and asked in a questioning tone, "Did I grab your hand like this?"
Issou, "…"
Wow!
Foul!
From the first time she saw Charles, Issou knew that his eyes were super beautiful. At this moment, he was looking at her with his charming blue eyes without blinking. His eyes were trembling slightly, and for some reason, it made her heart tremble.
"Ahem."
Issou cleared her throat. Her heart was beating like a drum, but she pretended to be calm and admitted defeat. "You win, boss."
The young professor was so good at flirting, she could not afford to offend him.
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