"I'm called specific analysis of specific issues." I.M. Pei closed his eyes. He could fully understand Bei Qixi's mood. After waiting for so long, he finally waited for this day, so even if she was suffering from great pain in her body, she still had to watch the concert on site.

"I asked Uncle Chef to prepare your favorite hotpot, and the meal will be ready in a while." I.M. Pei tried to tempt the food to try to dispel Bei's obsession with the Chinese Valentine's concert.

After all, with her current physical condition, even if she arrived at the scene, she couldn't fit in the atmosphere.

"I don't eat, I want to go to the concert. If you don't go, I will go by myself. Anyway, the ticket is in my hands." As the time for the concert is getting closer and closer, Bei Qixi's desire to watch the concert is getting stronger and stronger.

I.M. Pei looked as usual, "Then whatever you want. But I asked the driver to buy cherries, lychees and avocados. I'm afraid there is no driver to take you out."

Bei Qixi was angry, "You! You did it on purpose!"

I.M. Pei shrugged without objection, "I don't have any objection to say that. I just suddenly want to eat avocado baked shrimp. I remember that the avocado specialty salad cup made by uncle chef was also delicious. The roasted dumpling skins are served with avocado, lettuce and egg skins, and then decorated with cherries. How do you think the taste is?"

As I.M. Pei's slowed down speech, Bei Qixi couldn't help but lick his lips and swallowed.

Well, it seems to be delicious. "That... can you leave some for me? I'll come back to eat later." Bei Qixi was born and could not resist the temptation of delicious food.

She was challenging I.M. Pei at the top of her voice, and her tone suddenly became gentle.

Seeing that Bei Qixi's attitude had become softer, I.M. Pei knew that his food plan had begun to take effect.

"It may not be left." Pei gave her an ambiguous answer.

Seeing that there was not much time left, Bei Qixi walked out with his stomach covering his stomach. This was still the peak hours in the evening, so taking a taxi might have to waste some time.

However, as soon as he left the West Warehouse, Bei Qixi smelled the smell of hot pot coming from the kitchen.

The long-lost aroma of butter is lingering in the air, and the strong fragrance is everywhere, making people unable to make a move and just want to follow the fragrance.

"Or you'd better stay in Bevalantine for hot pot. I'll ask the chef to prepare yours." Pei asked me to keep it again.

Bei Qixi looked at I.M. Pei as if he was about to go for dinner, he swallowed again, as if it was really delicious, and his decision to go to the concert was a little looser.

"Uncle chef said that he specially made the bottom of the pot for a day, and prepared snowflake fat beef, barbecue beef, ice water goose intestines, secret sausage, cheese shrimp slips, handmade meatballs, fresh duck blood, sweet sweet potatoes..."

I.M. Pei reported hot pot ingredients as many of them. Bei Qixi was drooling when she heard it. She angrily interrupted I.M. Pei and continued, "Don't say it anymore! Do you think I won't go to the concert like this?" Bei Qixi snorted coldly.

I.M. Pei was surprised that she was so backbone this time, but she changed the subject of Bei Qixi, "Yes! I decided not to go to the concert and stay for hot pot!"

As he said that, Bei Qixi turned around and hurried towards the restaurant.
Chapter completed!