"Xinyi, since you said so, I will give you face and forget about it." Zhao Shiyu said.
"Thanks."
Chen Xinyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before, she was crushed by Fang Luo using various powers. She was very interested in the golden crystal and wanted to awaken various powers. When the time came, she would take revenge on Fang Luo and suppress him.
So I actually didn’t want to leave.
"but,"
Zhao Shiyu added: "You have to toast me two more glasses later."
"No problem." Chen Xinyi nodded, and then walked into the hotel.
"etc."
Fang Luo got out of the car: "I'll go too."
He glanced at Zhao Shiyu.
This guy, who just wanted to kill himself, immediately changed his mind when he heard that Chen Xinyi was leaving.
Obviously with bad intentions.
"snort,"
Zhao Shiyu glanced at Fang Luo and snorted coldly: "Don't you want to eat?"
"Who said I was going to eat your pig food."
Fang Luo sneered: "Even my cat won't eat your garbage, right?"
Mother Dian: "No dogs will eat it."
Fang Luo and Dian Mu sang together, making Zhao Shiyu's face livid with anger.
If he wasn't afraid that Chen Xinyi would leave, he would have wanted to beat them both up on the spot.
Pig food?
Now is the end of the world.
Not to mention that Shancheng is a third-tier city, and its supplies are far less abundant than the first-tier city of Luocheng.
Just take the "Ionia", the largest gang in Los Angeles, and their boss probably doesn't have much chance to eat food, right?
You are a bodyguard, but you still dislike my cooking bag?
"Doesn't even eat it?"
Zhao Shiyu said: "I'm afraid you can't eat the grapes and say the grapes are sour. I hope you won't drool by then."
"Okay."
Fang Luo smiled: "Whoever drools will be a dog."
Chen Xinyi said nothing.
She knew Fang Luo's details, and she had sold mutton skewers at her auction before.
The last time I went to his manor, there were hundreds of kilograms of food on his table.
It’s true that I can’t eat the food package.
I'm afraid, Zhao Shiyu is destined to be a dog.
Enter the hotel.
The economy of the mountain city is not as prosperous as that of Los Angeles. This hotel is not even as good as the Los Angeles Hotel, and many of the facilities inside are broken.
A bit Syrian.
Enter the box.
On the table in the private room, there were already seven or eight dishes placed, most of which were heated with cooking bags. The dishes were all soupy and sloppy.
It looks like I have no appetite at all.
However, Zhao Shiyu was very proud: "How about it, Xinyi, the dishes are pretty good, and the dates are the freshest."
"Um."
Chen Xinyi smiled slightly.
For ordinary people, this table food package is indeed very rich.
Zhao Shiyu glanced at Fang Luo again.
Looking forward to seeing Fang Luo drooling.
However, he saw Fang Luo frowning, pinching his nose with his hands, and fanning the air in front of him.
It seems to taste very disgusting.
"Pack?"
Zhao Shiyu snorted coldly: "Are you trying to cover up your inner desire with a disgusted expression? You're even lying to yourself."
"Idiot, I pretended to be your father." Fang Luo cursed.
I don’t know how many times these cooking bags have been heated at high temperatures, and the taste has long since changed.
Fang Luo was used to eating steaks and lobsters cooked by Qin Qian, a top chef. How could he stand this taste? Gagging was a completely normal reaction.
"Meow!"
Dian Mu also frowned, not liking the smell.
He signaled Fang Luo to bring out fresh food for him.
"hungry?"
Fang Luo touched Dian Mu's belly and found it was indeed flat.
So, he took out a snowflake steak from the space, handed it to Dian Mu, and said:
"It's not as good as home, so just eat it."
Mother Dian nodded.
After all, we are outside, so we can only make do with it.
Fang Luo himself took out a set of hot pot pots, including chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, coriander, chopped green onions, hot pot ingredients... He used fire powers to heat them and cook the mutton rolls.
It's getting cold.
Warm yourself up with some hot pot.
On the side, Zhao Shiyu, who was just about to watch Fang Luo drool, was stunned.
Drooling all over the floor.
WTF?
Am I blind? This guy feeds women steaks and cooks hotpot himself?
Lamb rolls, hot pot ingredients, and even the best cilantro in the world.
Where did he get these things?
Isn't this the end of the world?
Could it be that this is all an illusion, that Fang Luo's powers are a deception, and that everything is a lie?
However, the aroma of hot pot in the private room did not seem to be a lie.
Zhao Shiyu swallowed.
I want to reach out and touch Fang Luo's hot pot to see if it is real or fake.
"What did you just say, the one drooling was the dog?" Fang Luo glanced at him.
"you!"
Zhao Shiyu gritted his teeth and turned his head, trying to imagine the big meal he had eaten before the end of the world to cover up his greedy thoughts: "Who said I was drooling? I don't care. I haven't eaten anything."
However, he still secretly looked at Fang Luo's hot pot.
What is the origin of this Fang Luo? !
"Xinyi, let's eat too."
Zhao Shiyu shifted his gaze and looked at Chen Xinyi, who was also in a daze.
"oh oh."
Chen Xinyi nodded, but did not move her chopsticks, but swallowed.
Fang Luo naturally understood what she was thinking.
Picking up a piece of meat, he made an onomatopoeia: "Tsk tsk~"
Chen Xinyi's face turned red.
Are you coaxing a child or feeding a dog?
Is there anyone who feeds you like this? !
Moreover, you have already eaten these chopsticks and they are stained with your saliva, so how can I eat them?
However, looking at the fragrant mutton rolls, especially the delicious coriander leaves on top, she swallowed again.
Forget it, just salivate, you won't get sick if you don't eat it cleanly.
Eat the mutton in one bite.
There was a delicious expression on his face.
Zhao Shiyu's face turned the color of pig liver.
Chen Xinyi didn't move her chopsticks for the food she carefully prepared, but she turned around and ate the beef that Fang Luo fed from the chopsticks that Fang Luo had eaten.
The key is, he can't get angry yet.
Otherwise, Chen Xinyi would leave.
Hum, it’s time for my precious treasure.
Eat this, and even if you are strong, you will obediently get into my arms and beg me...
"Xinyi, hot pot is too spicy. I'll get you some water." After saying that, Zhao Shiyu went out.
Then, he brought a glass of water.
"Thanks."
Chen Xinyi was indeed a little bit spicy, so she took the water and prepared to drink it.
"What's so good about water?"
Fang Luo took out a bottle of red wine and said, "Drink this."
"???"
Zhao Shiyu's eyes dropped.
What the hell, you still have red wine? !
Chen Xinyi was also surprised, but she had never drank alcohol since the end of the world, and she became a little greedy.
So I poured a glass.
Fang Luo and Chen Xinyi were cooking hot pot and drinking red wine.
Opposite him, Zhao Shiyu's eyes were almost bursting with fire.
Damn you.
Chen Xinyi deceived herself.
Not a single step of your plan has been successful, and it all depends on the two of you enjoying yourself here?
Especially, when seeing Fang Luo and Chen Xinyi using the same pair of chopsticks, Chen Xinyi would show shy expressions from time to time, and Zhao Shiyu's face turned green.
Damn it, I have been chasing Chen Xinyi for several years.
Not even a hand touched.
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