Gu Cheng'an's prediction was spot on.
In just half an hour, the living room was filled with a delightful aroma.
A hot pot and an induction cooker were set on the coffee table, and at their feet were newspapers spread out, holding a dozen or so plates full of various hot pot ingredients.
They had put in meat, meatballs, bean curd skins, and other items; now all they had to do was wait for it to boil and cook before eating. Gu Cheng'an looked at Ji Xiaoxi, who was holding a bowl and biting her chopsticks as she stared at the hot pot's rosy oil, drooling, with an amused expression.
Actually, Gu Cheng'an didn't particularly like hot pot. It felt overwhelmingly filling during the meal but shortly afterward, he'd be hungry again.
However, he couldn't resist because there were too many people around him who loved it.
