C47 The Feeling of Tenderloin

Leng Dongqing looked at the hill-like meat in front of him. Every piece of meat was covered with bright red oil, and he couldn't help but furrow his brows.

Ling Ruyun ate a piece of beef tripe in one bite. She suddenly saw Leng Dongqing holding chopsticks but did not move for a long time. She asked casually, "Dongqing, why don't you eat it? Don't you like it?"

"No, hotpot is very delicious..