Kazuya Sakamoto and Masaji Ii have already sat back in their seats.

"Please use it."

Qiao Qiao served two more bowls of rice and put them on the table.

Masaji Ii put a spoonful of Mapo tofu in a spoon and put it in front of him.

The red soup is wrapped in two colors of tofu, as well as dark minced beef and green scallions.

The moment I put it in, Masaji Ii felt a volcano erupt.

The spicy smell far beyond his limit made Masajiri Ii's brain tremble in an instant.

My consciousness was blank and I had forgotten who I was, where I came from, and where I was going.

Even Masaji Ii can no longer eat what is in his mouth.

Dong

Masaji Ii fell on the table.

In his mouth, something white gradually emerged.

"Yi'an, Yi'an, I can't come out yet, go back for me, go back."

Kazuya Sakamoto hurriedly stuffed the thing back, and Masaji Ii took a breath and regained consciousness.

"This Mapo Tofu"

"Yes, this is the ultimate dish that can make people see the scenery of hell."
Chapter completed!