One of life's rare treasures is simply having someone to accompany you—three cups, two sips of light wine, lounging on the sofa, eating and chatting together. It's already incredibly precious.
Especially since Mr. Jiu and Xiao Chen were here, and of course, Xiao Bai and Little Xiaobai were lying obediently nearby, watching their owners… feast on hotpot.
Hotpot is always more fun with a group, but alas, as the initiator of the gathering, Qin Miaomiao was having a hard time eating due to her mouth ulcers.
Those damned mouth ulcers had shown up the next morning. When she had been fretting over Lu Qing's matters earlier, she had been fine.
But once everything was settled, and she relaxed, the ulcers flared up. Both sides of her mouth were ulcerated, and the pain was excruciating.
Originally, she had been complaining to Lu Qing, and then the thought of hotpot crossed her mind. Yes, she was eating hotpot now, but her mouth was suffering for it.
