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The hotpot on the stone table was steaming hot, and the soup underneath the big bones that had been prepared a long time ago was overflowing with fragrance. A thick fragrance assaulted his nostrils.

Lan Mingyu moved closer to the table, looking at the bubbling broth, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"It's a hotpot. Eating hotpot in the middle of winter is the most comfortable