Chapter 3088
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The two of them arrived at the delivery man's place and confirmed that it was Wei Wucai who had ordered the food.
The delivery man then handed the food over to Wei Wucai.
The delivery man had just handed the food over and was about to leave when he suddenly felt that something was amiss.
He suddenly looked at Yan Zhiqing and said, "You … Aren't you that …"
Yan Zhiqing was shocked and immediately said, "No, you've got the wrong person."
With that said, she hurriedly pulled Wei Wucai away.
"Hey …" The delivery man wanted to stop them, but he did not manage to do so in time.
He could only scratch his head and turn to leave.
Yan Zhiqing had wanted to lighten Wei Wucai's burden, so she had followed him down.
Who would have thought that she would be empty-handed and of no use at all?
Hence, Yan Zhiqing reached out her hand to Wei Wucai and said, "Can you give me some food? Let me carry some food too."
"It's okay. It's less than I expected. I can carry it myself." Wei Wucai refused. "Besides, I'm a big man. How can I let you carry the food?"
Yan Zhiqing had not expected that although Wei Wucai had a bottom in his heart, he was a strong bottom.
Luckily, she did not let Wei Wucai know about this. Otherwise, Wei Wucai would really let her know how strong he was.
However, the two of them did not know that while Yan Zhiqing was talking to Wei Wucai with her head tilted, the delivery man suddenly stopped.
The delivery man turned his head again.
When he saw Yan Zhiqing's side profile, he suddenly remembered something.
The delivery man suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, Yan Zhiqing. It's Yan Zhiqing!"
The delivery man quickly took out his cell phone.
Before the two of them disappeared from his sight, he quickly took pictures of them.
On Wei Wucai and Yan Zhiqing's side, Yan Zhiqing said, "Then you should at least give me one. Otherwise, why would I follow you down? Isn't this a wasted trip? "
Unable to resist Yan Zhiqing's insistence, Wei Wucai had no choice but to give her a bag with the least amount of things.
She let Yan Zhiqing carry it symbolically.
The two of them returned to the room.
Wei Wucai set up the alcohol stove and the small pot.
The Small Wok Wei Wucai chose the Mandarin Duck Wok. He asked for a spicy butter base and a bone broth base.
"You asked for a double duck pot?" Yan Zhiqing asked.
"Yes, the Mala Hotpot will be too spicy. Besides, you still have to film tomorrow. You still have to take care of your throat. If you only eat a single spicy pot, I'm afraid your throat won't be able to take it, "Wei Wucai said.
Because Yan Zhiqing wanted to maintain her figure.
Although she loved to eat this kind of spicy butter pot, she would usually restrain herself and eat less because she wanted to control her weight.
For people who didn't eat often, eating too much at one time could easily cause many problems.
For example, she had to be careful when she was filming, such as beans bursting on her face and burning in her throat.
Yan Zhiqing and Wei Wucai set up the ingredients together.
Wei Wucai didn't ask for alcohol. Instead, he ordered some soy milk.
Yan Zhiqing felt extremely regretful that there wasn't beer to go with the hotpot.
But even if she could drink it, she wouldn't dare to drink it.
Yan Zhiqing was eating hotpot and it was in full swing.
But she didn't dare to eat too much meat.
Most of the meat was tripe and yellow throats.
Although she didn't know how much calories there were.
But it seemed to be less calories than beef. It was a psychological comfort.
As she ate, Yan Zhiqing still couldn't calm down. She slapped her thigh and said, "No, I still can't take this lying down."
Wei Wucai raised his head and looked at her.
He heard Yan Zhiqing say, "Although it will take some time to find irrefutable evidence now."
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