Moreover, she is young now and when she is growing up, she always feels hungry easily. Once she becomes hungry, she feels stomach cramps and feels like she is about to faint.
When she was wandering in London, she didn't have enough to eat most of the time. She was really afraid of the kind of life where there was no one meal.
Seeing Beiming Shaoxi's deep eyes staring at the hot pot, Ji Anan became a little anxious and explained dryly: "In the restaurant where I worked in the afternoon, the boss gave me a piece of meat. Mr. Beiming, you also like hot pot.
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Beiming Shaoxi seemed to have drunk some wine and smelled of alcohol, but he did not answer.
Ji Anan's mouth watered when he smelled the aroma, and he didn't dare to move his chopsticks at all.
Seeing that the hot pot was dwindling away, she turned off the switch and looked at the bodyguard standing upright in the room...
I have always been looking forward to Beiming Shaoxi's appearance, and now I really want to throw him out.
"Have you had dinner?" Ji Anan held up chopsticks, "Would you like to try it?"
Beiming Shaoxi stared at her deeply with squinted blue eyes, and suddenly took the chopsticks.
Ji Anan wanted to get up and get him a small bowl, but found that there was no bowl here!
Beiming Shaoxi had already sandwiched the meat and started eating... He didn't like spicy food, so there was a layer of spicy oil floating on the hot pot...
Ji Anan sat across from him and watched him eat, his eyes trying to look elsewhere, and he couldn't help but salivate.
For a child who is very hungry, Beiming Shaoxi's behavior of snatching meat is simply disgusting.
Chapter 1140 Narrow Single Bed
Ji Anan heard Beiming Shaoxi eating without stopping, as if he had been hungry for several days.
Weir stood aside silently. The young master had been too worried to eat in the past two days. He had just attended a business banquet. He didn't eat anything and only drank wine, and then he came.
If you don’t want delicacies from mountains and seas, come here to eat spicy hot pot!
Ji An'an remembered that Beiming Shaoxi didn't eat spicy food, but as she followed her, her taste changed more and more, and now she can eat a whole bowl of spicy hot pot without changing her expression.
Yes, Ji Anan turned around and saw that he had almost eaten the small pot.
Weir handed over the towel, and Beiming Shaoxi wiped his mouth gracefully, as if he had just eaten a plate of French roast goose with a calm expression.
Ji Anan looked at him in surprise, his lips were slightly red from the heat, and he looked very sexy.
"Uncle Beiming... do you like spicy hot pot?" Ji Anan asked speechlessly, "If you like it, you can come here often in the future."
Ji Anan must have regretted it so much that she wanted to slap herself in the face. She said the following words politely to avoid embarrassment.
After a few days, Beiming Shaoxi showed up at this time and sat waiting for her spicy hot pot...
"Would you like some water?"
Seeing that Beiming Shaoxi didn't answer, Ji Anan became embarrassed and stood up to pour water.
He used to have stomach discomfort after eating spicy food. It would be great if there were some tea. I could make a cup of it to clear his stomach and reduce the irritation.
It's a pity that Ji'an'an only has boiled water here, which is not as sweet as the pure water from Beiming Manor.
She directly used the clean electric kettle in the hotel and drank the tap water after it was heated.
The hotel was really small, and there were only a few bodyguards standing there so it was very narrow to walk in. Ji Anan had to pass by Beiming Shaoxi's long legs when he came and went.
Carrying the water, he almost tripped her, she frowned and said, "If it's inconvenient, you can sit on the bed, uncle."
Ji Anan called his uncle, reminding her of her identity.
Beiming Shaoxi was gloomy and silent, but he was not polite at all. He drank all the water in one breath, got up and lay down on the bed.