(Thank you to the cute host for waiting for the big kiss. Thank you very much. Mmmmm.)
The Jiamu teapot in Jiang Ziyi's palm was raised and lowered three times, and a hanging pearl poured out from the spout to fill the tea cup, filling the room with fragrance!
"Excellent, excellent."
Jiang Zi'ai sighed to himself.
It's a pity that no one can share his mood at this moment with him.
Lin Chou had already gone to the kitchen, and Lao Shang was in a daze for some reason. He had closed his eyes and meditated for a long time.
Only a pair of blue dogs at the door had bright eyes, as if they smelled the fragrance of tea.
Si Gouzi leaned half of his body in, and Yu Jiang looked at each other without fear.
Well, this dog has stories in its eyes.
Jiang Zili laughed and said,
"Ah."
Could it be that only I and this dog can understand such good tea?
kindness?
Why does it feel like something is wrong!
"..."
The atmosphere in the tavern has been very chaotic recently, and Si Gouzi knows how to survive better than anyone else.
It knew when to show off its power and when to sit aside with its tail between its legs. After finally waiting for the group after group of tough-breathing guys to leave, the four dogs immediately ran out to show off.
Sigouzi glanced sideways in the direction of the counter, but didn't find any movement, so he took a step towards Jiang Zihe's table.
However, it did not notice that a black and furry thing appeared behind it, and it opened a large mouth that was almost disproportionate to the body insidiously. The dense teeth in the mouth were neat and sinister.
Take one bite,
"Crack!"
The four dogs roared, jumped three meters high, and rushed through the dining room and into the kitchen as if they were crazy.
"Ouch, ow~!"
Jiang Zitao swallowed a sip of tea and was speechless.
Lin Chou's angry scolding came from the kitchen, followed by a muffled sound with a metallic vibrating sound.
"Bang~"
A dark pan was thrown into the dining room and hit the floor with a loud bang.
Si Gouzi limped out of the kitchen at a speed ten times faster than when he was bitten, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hiccup~"
The Mao Niu burped, stretched out its big pink tongue and rubbed it back and forth on the threshold - it was covered with dog hair, so it must have been uncomfortable.
Jiang Zi'ai drank tea for a long time, and the pot of tea was quickly dried up, so he had no choice but to wake up Lao Shang who was in deep thought.
"Hey, Lao Shang, what's wrong with you, Lao Shang?"
"Ah? Ah!" Jiang Shang wiped his face, feeling lost and worried, "It's nothing...no..."
"Weird old guy..."
Jiang Ziyi muttered,
"Let's go back to the base city. There are still a bunch of green-eyed hungry wolves waiting for me...Hey, why do you always feel like something is wrong?"
Looking at Jiang Zi's back as he left, Lin Chou felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
You get what you pay for. This snow bud tea naturally has the effects worthy of its price, and is more suitable for women who are made of water.
Snow buds can remove toxins and garbage deposited in the body from the deepest level, and play the role of brightening the skin, shaping the body, detoxifying and nourishing the skin.
How could a thing that was tinkered with the urinary properties of the damn system stop at just general "detoxification and beauty care"? It must be a remade and enhanced version of the effect. I guess it's trivial to make a woman's skin look ten or eight years younger.
However, there are still some small flaws.
Or it can't be said to be a flaw. I believe that every woman will be willing to pay this trivial price after seeing the effect of Xueya.
Well, the smoothness and ease of the third-level effect of the Seven-Day Slimming Soup is no joke—if you don’t defecate for seven days, Fatty Jiang can’t even think about moving his butt off the toilet!
...
Jiang Ziyi's off-road vehicle drove all the way and entered three gates.
His face became increasingly ugly and gradually turned livid.
And the highly respected Jiang Shang looked infatuated...demented...well, in short, he looked like he was distracted and indifferent to anyone.
The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely strange. The driver and the Jiang family guard who was waiting on the car exchanged vague glances, and soon reached an agreement. They looked at the nose, nose and heart, acting as a humanoid self-walking Bodhisattva.
The car stopped in front of the small square of the Jiang family's ancestral home. Jiang Zili seemed to be so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He quickly pushed open the car door and rushed into the house.
The driver swallowed his saliva and said to the butler who was still sitting there without any reaction,
"Master Shang, we are here."
After shouting three times in a row, Jiang Shang came back to his senses, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted,
"Wonderful, wonderful!!"
"...."
Wha, what's wonderful, did the big boss and the big housekeeper quarrel? !
Jiang Shang hurriedly rushed into Jiang Ziyi's study.
"Master, master, that boy's food is really amazing. Old man, I feel... vomit... what does this taste like..."
From behind the bathroom door, Jiang Ziyi's deep roar came from behind,
"go out!!"
Then he cursed again,
"Boy, you hurt me...I...I'm going to kill you..."
What followed was the sound of artillery fire that stunned Jiang Shang, shaking the earth and deafening.
"cough."
Jiang Shang covered his nose and rolled his eyes.
"Master, old man, I'll wait for you outside, cough cough cough..."
No, it will hurt your eyes if you don't move.
Jiang Shang stood in front of Jiang Zi's study door, like an old monk, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth meant that the old man was actually in a very good mood.
The old housekeeper even shook his head slightly and hummed an old tune from many years ago.
At this moment, a guard came forward and said respectfully,
"Master Shang, the Development Committee and the Scientific Research Institute have sent people over to ask you to attend an important meeting. You look very anxious."
Mr. Shang said nothing.
"I know, let them wait down there, sir... they'll be down in a moment."
"yes."
Jiang Shang thought about it for a while, covered his nose and entered the study again.
"Master, the entrusted person is here and wants you to go..."
Jiang Ziyi's voice seemed to come from between his teeth.
"How am I supposed to get there now, huh? You could tell me, how the hell am I going to get there?"
"That..."
Jiang Ziyi thought about it for half a minute.
"Take Zhengyang. Remember, bring me back everything you need to bring back... Also, ask Jiang Song, that old fox, to bring me ten rolls of toilet paper, right now! Go ahead."
Jiang Shang rubbed his forehead, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
"Okay, then master... take care of yourself, I'm going."
"Get out of here!"
"Bang."
Hearing the sound of the door closing outside, Jiang Zitao squatted on the toilet, his livid face relieved a little.
It doesn't matter if you relax,
"It's noisy."
"Crackling."
Jiang Ziyi gasped for breath,
"You brat, I have no grievances against you, brat! Well done!"
"Squeak."
The door outside opened again. Jiang Zitao quickly raised his buttocks and tightened his abdomen, holding in his eyes until his eyes rolled upwards.
"who?"
Jiang Shang’s voice,
"Ahem, sir, believe me, Lin Xiaoyou's food is definitely of great benefit... You... may have minor side effects."
The bathroom door opened with a bang, and a black figure came towards Jiang Shang.
Jiang Shang laughed, turned around and left, his steps as vigorous as an Olympic athlete.
"what happened?"
Master Song, who had just arrived, looked at Jiang Shang's back and the wide open study door and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
When he looked inside, he heard the whistling wind, and some kind of hidden weapon had almost hit him in the face.
"Snapped!"
Master Song's hand quickly turned into a phantom, and he easily took the hidden weapon.
Unexpectedly, the thing suddenly exploded, and white paper with spots of unknown colors fell all over Song Ye's face and body.
Master Song took a closer look and saw that there was no hidden weapon in his hand. It was clearly the wastepaper basket in the bathroom.
"vomit..."
