Fortunately, after walking for another four or five minutes, the two finally found a Sichuan hotpot restaurant. "Let’s go to that one." Seeing the sign, An Yin’s eyes lit up, and even her voice rose significantly. "Let’s go." Bao Shaojin was about to step forward. "Wait a minute." An Yin hesitated and turned her head, "Do you drink milk tea?" Just hearing those two words made his expression chill a bit, but seeing the sparkle in the girl’s eyes, he paused and said, "Where do you buy it?" "How about this place?" An Yin pointed to a popular milk tea shop nearby. It’s been quite a hit lately; many of her classmates drank it while at school. Bao Shaojin looked in the direction she pointed. Shu Yi Burn Grass Jelly. Such a strange name, very unfamiliar to him. "Okay." Bao Shaojin glanced at her, "I’ll go buy it." "I’ll do it." An Yin looked at the man in a suit, exuding a righteous aura, and said, "You wait here for me." After speaking, she ignored the man’s gloomy gaze and ran towards the milk tea shop. However, within three seconds, she ran back, blushing and looking up at the man. "What flavor do you like?" His voice was low, seemingly devoid of warmth and emotion, yet his gaze on the girl was intense and unrestrained. The man’s simple words made An Yin clench her clothing, trying to mask her nervous heart. Turning to the milk tea shop, she ordered two of their signature drinks directly. Fortunately, there was no line, and in less than two minutes, the milk tea was in her hands. She carried the milk tea back to his side, "Let’s go, to the hotpot restaurant." Perhaps due to the allure of food, Bao Shaojin noticed that the originally tense girl was much more relaxed, with a gentle smile gracing her face. The gaze settled upon her became gradually distracted. A series of excited and enthusiastic voices interrupted Bao Shaojin’s thoughts, as the noisy waiter ahead made him furrow his brows again. An Yin walked in front, not noticing the man’s unusual demeanor, as they were led by the waiter to a window seat. As the store’s waiter noticed the man behind the girl, their initial greeting turned into a restrained and solemn tone. Everyone present felt that the man beside the girl did not match the vibe of the hotpot restaurant at all, and his face was so gloomy that if not accompanied by the girl, they might have thought he was forced to come here. Was this really necessary? Their hotpot wasn’t that bad! The waiter who seated them silently mused, originally extending the menu, but upon seeing the man’s strikingly handsome face, the waiter hesitatingly reached out and directly placed the menu in front of the girl, "You two can take a look and check off what you’d like on the menu." Saying so, he placed a pencil on the table. Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 The waiter hurriedly stepped aside. An Yin and Bao Shaojin sat facing each other. Perhaps noticing the man’s robust build, the waiter specifically provided them with a four-person table. Even so, when Bao Shaojin sat down, he could feel the slightly cramped distance between the seat and the dining table, and the seat couldn’t be moved, creating a tense atmosphere. The man reached out and rubbed his forehead. "You order." An Yin handed the menu and pencil to the man. "You order, I’m easy." The man’s words were firm and unwavering. An Yin was taken aback, always feeling that the man before her seemed out of place with this setting. She bowed her head and ordered a medium-spicy base, picked a few vegetable dishes, and just as she was about to hand the menu to the waiter, she remembered the man’s presence and picked out three meat dishes. Lately, she’s been saving money, but recalling the lavish meal the man treated her to earlier, her slight heartache quickly vanished. This hotpot meal, compared to the previous expensive treat from the man, was insignificant. "All done." An Yin handed the menu to the waiter. "Alright, please wait a moment." The waiter left with the menu. At this moment, An Yin pushed the milk tea on the table towards the man, "Burn grass jelly, try it." Bao Shaojin looked at the plastic cup before him, filled with colorful contents, black jelly-like shapes, small round pearls, crushed peanuts, raisins... So, how many things are in this? Can you even drink this? Bao Shaojin’s eyelids lifted, seeing the girl’s slightly pouted lips, sipping intently with a straw. And her satisfied expression indicated that the contents of the cup were not bad. "The straw is here." An Yin saw him just staring at the milk tea and casually took a straw, unwrapped it, and handed it to the man. "Um." Bao Shaojin lowered his eyes, didn’t take it, "I’ll drink directly from the opening." An Yin didn’t insist either. The next moment, she saw the man’s large hand holding the cup, trying to tear open the plastic seal on the lid with the other hand. He gently tugged but didn’t manage to tear it open. Bao Shaojin gave her a look, with an obscure gaze, finally handing her the item. An Yin quickly tore it open, holding the cup with both hands to prevent the milk tea from spilling out, and carefully placed it before the man. "Drink it." She blinked her clear eyes, looking eager. Bao Shaojin’s gaze lowered, he parted his lips, words of resistance on the tip of his tongue, but seeing her expectant face, he finally reached out, picked up the milk tea, and took a small sip. At the first taste, not only was it sweet, but it also came with a strong and bizarre mix of flavors. Since childhood, everything about his lifestyle, including food, was tended to by others, and he had high standards for what he ate. Bao Shaojin looked at the milk tea in his hand, suppressing the complex emotions stirring inside, "Do you often drink this?" "Occasionally." An Yin raised her head. "Do you like it?" Bao Shaojin’s gaze studied her for a few seconds, trying to gather insights into her preferences. "I think the sweetness makes it taste good." An Yin replied honestly, and as something crossed her mind, she added, "My mom says drinking too much isn’t good for your health, so I bought it less often after starting university." Based on the little sip he tried, Bao Shaojin felt that her mother’s advice was quite right. The sugar level was quite baffling to him, but since it was something the girl liked, he offered his respect. Finally, he diplomatically added, "Seems like you were quite well-behaved from a young age." Such obedience to her mother’s words at a young age hinted at her gentle nature being formed early on. An Yin lowered her head guiltily, not expecting their conversation to turn to her. As the atmosphere grew awkward, fortunately, the waiter brought the hotpot to their table. "Please be careful, the hotpot base is boiling hot, avoid spilling!" Soon, the side dishes for the hotpot were also served. An Yin’s gaze was drawn to the bright red hotpot soup base. In no time, the soup base was steaming hot with rising smoke.