Of course, he wasn't disgusted by Su Yan's saliva, but rather, he was disgusted by this kind of food. He couldn't stand the smell of a bunch of roasted pork loins.
In front of the delicious food, Su Yan ate without raising her head. She completely ignored Wei Zhou. He, who was raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, needed to observe this kind of folk wild culture carefully. As for whether he could accept it or not, she didn't know.
Su Yan ate slowly while Wei Zhou sat there and watched. Although he was holding chopsticks in his hands, he had never picked up anything. Seeing Su Yan eat so heartily, he actually wanted to try it, but he really had never eaten these things, especially hot pot. He didn't know how long he should cook the meat before he could eat it.
Just as he was in a daze, a few slices of beef that had already been prepared suddenly appeared in the bowl. Wei Zhou was stunned for a moment. His eyes that were looking at Su Yan flickered.
