Shu Pan and Ye Xiaomeng couldn't wait to start eating. They were famished after a day of work.
They opened the lid of the pot, and the hot air blew into their faces.
Pork belly chicken, as the name implied, was a chicken wrapped in pork belly and then stuffed with ingredients.
The soup was white and rich. It was really delicious.
Ye Xiaomeng scooped a bowl for Shu Pan, then scooped a bowl for herself. She sat down with a smile, picked up the bowl, and started drinking.
After drinking half a bowl, her stomach felt a little comforted and much more comfortable.
However, for some reason, just as she picked up a piece of chicken and brought it to her mouth, she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. She felt nauseous as if she wanted to...
Vomit.
"Ugh..."
She endured it, but in the end, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
Shu Pan noticed her strange behavior. Her hand that was picking up food with her chopsticks paused and she looked over.
