the bowl.

Phoebe glanced at her cell phone screen and turned it over, placing it face down on the table. She looked down and went on with the noodles, but it seemed that the clear soup wasn't satisfying enough, and she added more chili peppers to The red chili oil floated to the noodles, fiery and bright.@@novelbin@@

Evan caught a glimpse of her fair face and her lips, now reddened from the spice, and felt an inexplicable stir in his heart. He cleared his throat and asked, "Aren't you afraid of the heat?" "Spicy is the way I like it."

After Phoebe spoke, as if something came to mind, she fell into reminiscence. "There's also a noodle restaurant outside Harvard University, their chili oil is especially delicious. Back when I was studying there, that restaurant almost monopolized my breakfasts and late-night snacks."

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