After three consecutive glasses of juice, Lin Ao-xue felt that the spicy degree in his mouth was slightly lightened.

"Well, if you say I admit defeat, I'll give you a non-spicy pot bottom. What do you think?" Su Rui laughed ambitiously. It was so nice to be able to subdue Lin Aoxue.

This expression falls into Lin Aoxue's eyes, which is really cheap, good and cheap.

Lin Ao-xue watched Su Rui eating with relish. He really wanted to press his head into the bottom of this spicy pot and scald it for ten minutes to relieve his hatred.

Before Lin Ao-xue answered, he heard that someone at the next table...