Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Kyoto, a hot pot restaurant.

Feng Yan frowned and looked at the boiling pot of red soup in front of him with embarrassment.

He thought it would at least be a mandarin duck pot, but...

But Dai Xi was in high spirits and ordered a whole table full of food.

At this moment, she was looking at the nine-square grid with bright eyes, and she quickly and skillfully placed various ingredients into different grids.

All kinds of plates and bowls gradually filled the entire dining table. For the rest that couldn't be placed, the waiter thoughtfully brought racks and placed them where Dai Xi could easily access them.

Looking around, almost all of them are meat dishes, and the only green color may be the green vegetable leaf on the bottom of the plate.

Feng Yan raised his eyes and glanced at this bright red piece. There were even a lot of ingredients in it that he couldn't tell what they were.

He took a deep breath and just wanted to calm down, but he was choked by the smell of chili peppers in the air and coughed, and even his skin felt faintly warm.

"What's wrong with you?" Dai Xi stopped holding the vegetables and looked at Feng Yan in confusion.

Feng Yan waved his hands, but his cheeks were red from coughing and he couldn't stop coughing.

"Cough! Sorry! Cough! I'm going to go...cough! Toilet! Cough!" He covered his mouth and nose with his hands and quickly walked out of the box.

Dai Xi said nothing. She looked at Feng Yan's somewhat hurried back, frowned slightly, and slowly turned the ingredients in the pot with chopsticks.

How could this person, who was so good, suddenly cough like this? Could it be that there was another hidden disease that she hadn't discovered?

Feng Yan had just walked out of the box, but he didn't expect that the smell outside was much stronger than inside the box.

Because this store specializes in authentic Sichuan and Chongqing flavors, the interior decoration is also very local, with various chili elements everywhere.

Feng Yan was so dizzy from the rising heat and the pepper decorations that could be seen everywhere.

He raised his eyes to identify the direction and walked quickly towards the door.

"Whoo~"

Feng Yan, who rushed out of the door, exhaled heavily and gradually stopped coughing.

He looked up at the brightly lit store, feeling a bit headache about what to do.

Recalling the look in the little girl's eyes just now, if she told her that she was allergic to chili peppers, it would probably spoil her good mood.

Feng Yan sighed in embarrassment.

"Third Master, why are you here?"

Qin Hua took the manuscript paper he just bought and looked at his third master strangely.

Feng Yan turned around, glanced at him, and remained silent without speaking.

"Damn it! Third Master, why is your neck so red? You must be allergic!"

After hearing this, Feng Yan raised his hand and touched his neck, which seemed to be itchy.

"Third Master, this is your anti-allergic medicine."

When Qin Hua saw this, he quickly took out a box of medicine from his pocket, and then thoughtfully handed over a bottle of mineral water.

He knew that the Third Master would definitely risk his life to eat this hot pot with Miss Dai Xi.

I just don’t know how long this anti-allergy medicine can last.

"well done!"

Feng Yan raised his head and swallowed the pills, looking at Qin Hua with admiration.

He reached out to take the pen and manuscript paper from Qin Hua's hand, and turned around to return to the hot pot restaurant.

"Um, Third Master!" Qin Hua suddenly said.

Feng Yan stopped and looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows.

"Well..." Qin Hua said hesitantly: "Would you like Mr. Qiao to prepare you some medicine to treat allergies in advance so that you can go directly there later?"

After Qin Hua finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, waiting for the third master to scold him for being nosy.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan frowned slightly after hearing this. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said "Okay".

After saying that, he took the things in his hands, turned around and walked in.

Qin Hua looked at the back of his third master in confusion, and suddenly realized that the third master had not rejected his proposal just now!

Does that mean that even the third master himself is not sure that he will be able to escape this meal tonight?

He couldn't help but think again about whether to call an ambulance and wait at the door...

When Feng Yan opened the box door, he found that the little girl was looking at him up and down with a strange look in her eyes.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Why have you been gone so long?"

The two spoke almost at the same time. Feng Yan was stunned by the question, while Dai Xi raised her eyebrows and spoke with a meaningful smile.

"The person who is treating me didn't even use his chopsticks, so how can I have the nerve to eat first?"

As he spoke, he also made a "please" gesture to Feng Yan.

Feng Yan tried his best to adjust his breathing, so as not to let Dai Xi notice anything strange, he pretended to smile relaxedly.

"I just happened to meet Qin Hua coming to deliver something." He raised the pen and paper in his hand and sat down slowly.

Then while moving the tableware in front of him, he said: "Mr. Yan, this check-up is urgent. If I don't write it now, I'm afraid it will be too late, so you eat first and don't worry about me."

As he spoke, he opened the pen cap and started writing.

Dai Xi looked at someone's strange behavior that was trying to hide something, and twitched the corner of his mouth, confirming his guess.

"Okay, then thank you for your hard work, Master Feng!"

A low laugh escaped her nose and she began to enter "fight" mode.

Feng Yan saw that she was eating happily and thought that she was not suspicious, so he felt relieved.

While he was writing the check, he also thoughtfully pushed the ingredients from his side to Dai Xi's side.

After a storm, Dai Xi rubbed her satisfied belly and rolled her eyes twice.

Her eyes wandered around the remaining ingredients on the table, then she raised her hand and poured the brains from a small bowl into the pot.

Then he held his chin with one hand and looked at a man who was concentrating on writing an examination.

The knuckles are long and the veins are slightly visible.

Even if what he is holding in his hand at this moment is just an ordinary water pen, it does not affect Dai Xi's perception at all.

She looked at the pieces of paper piled up in the man's hand. The handwriting was strong and graceful, and he was actually a good handwriting hand.

Just as she was looking at it, the man suddenly raised his head.

"Why don't you eat?" Feng Yan stopped his movements and asked in a low voice,

"I'm full." Dai Xi replied with curled lips.

"Okay, since you're full, why don't we change places and go have something to drink." Feng Yan closed the cap of his pen and began to sort through the pages he had written on the side.

Dai Xi looked at someone who secretly breathed a sigh of relief and even his movements became a little brisker, but he didn't even move.

"I'm full, but Master San, you haven't eaten yet!"

Dai Xi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yan with a half-smile, her tone of voice unable to tell the difference between happiness and anger.

Feng Yan's movements to pack things froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."

"How can that be done?"

Dai Xi saw his reaction in her eyes, reached out and picked up the colander on the plate, and fished out the soft and rotten brains.

Feng Yan watched her movements, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and then an ominous premonition hit him.

Dai Xi lowered her eyes and glanced at someone who was obviously getting nervous, with a mischievous smile on her lips.

She stood up, put the brains in the colander into the bowl of Fengyan, and then sat down next to him, her meaning was very clear.

Feng Yan looked at the bowl in embarrassment, the large lump of unknown objects soaked in red oil, mixed with chili and Sichuan peppercorns, thinking about how to refuse.

He saw the girl's thin white palms put on his shoulders, leaning slightly, and asked with a smile.

"Do you want me to feed you?"