Yu Qingqing glared at him resentfully for a while before relaxing her expression and pouting, "Cousin, my hand hurts."
Xu Huo released her, "If your hand hurts, eat chicken feet. It's like healing like with like."
Yu Qingqing's spirits lifted again, and she got up and circled him, "I knew you were just talking smack but still think of me as your cousin at heart. Otherwise, you wouldn't buy things I like to eat."
"It's just the person cooking the hot pot is a bit annoying. Cousin, you cook for me."
"Eat it or not."
"Then I'll cook for you."
When it was time to eat, Yu Qingqing squeezed the Girl in the painting to one side, but the Girl in the painting didn't care at all; her eyes were fixated on the bubbling pot. After a while, Yu Qingqing's attention also drifted, and the two started competing for food inside the pot.
While they were fervently battling it out, Xu Huo received a game notification.
He went back to his room and opened the game interface:
