"Miss Feng, let's order then?" Qin Mu finally broke the silence, probably after realizing that Luo Cheng was not going to do something like initiating a conversation. "What would you like to eat? The menu here says that there's beef, mutton, chrysanthemum, seafood, and mixed hot pots."
"Hmmm. let's go for a mixed one then." Yang Jingshen smiled. Even if he disliked fish and many other seafood variants, it was not to the point of rejecting them altogether. Usually, he didn't mind eating stuff like crabs, lobsters, abalone, etc. Not to mention, a mixed pot will have meat as well, so this would be a good choice ne.
"Ok. That's good. Let's choose spicy fl-"
"Mild."
"Hah?"
"Chose mild flavor. Not too spicy."
Qin Mu stared at Luo Cheng in silence for a beat while the target of his focus kept staring unblinkingly at the carved lattice window in the room. "Don't you like spicy?"
