"Yes." Murong Yunqing said with a smile, "If you can't finish it, help me eat it."
"Sister, you see how heroic my brother is. You just ordered chicken wings and drumsticks. Humph, you are a stingy one." Xiao Qian was happy.
"It's easy to get angry if you eat too much."[
"I'm not afraid of getting angry. Anyway, I'm going to secretly eat what he ordered later, hehe."
"Whatever you want."
Murong Yunqing saw Yang Zimei falling into smiling silence again and thought she was embarrassed.
Yang Zimei ordered first, and two chicken wings and drumsticks and two cups of Coke arrived.
She placed a cup of Coke and a chicken drumstick and wing on the other side of the table, as if they were reserved for others.
Of course, she was left to that glutton Xiao Qian, but outsiders couldn't see it.
"Wow, it's delicious. I must enjoy it." Xiao Qian's soul emerged from the jade carving and sat on a chair nearby, greedily smelling the aroma of the barbecue.
Murong Yunqing asked doubtfully: "Are you waiting for someone?"
"No." Yang Zimei shook his head.
"Then why two cups of Coke?" Murong Yunqing couldn't help but ask.
Yang Zimei smiled, approached him, and whispered: "Give my little ghost some food. He will steal your food later, so don't mind."
Murong Yunqing looked at her dumbfounded.
Ghost pet?
She actually has a ghost pet?
Since he experienced being haunted by ghosts and met a master who also had ghost pets in Myanmar, he naturally believed in Yang Zimei's words.
Yang Zimei smiled and pointed to the chicken drumstick next to him.
The chicken legs were once full of hot aroma, but now they are just a shape without any aroma.
He couldn't help but stick out his tongue.
"I'll give you a chicken drumstick, and I'll eat yours later." Yang Zimei pushed the drumstick on the plate to him, then picked up a chicken wing and gnawed it.[
She is beautiful and porcelain-white, with a gentle temperament. She looks like a fairy who stepped out of a painting. Now she is gnawing on a slightly burnt chicken wing in a very arrogant manner, which really ruins the fantasy.
Yang Zimei didn't show any pretense, she ate quite deliciously and greedily, enjoying the strong taste buds brought by the chicken wings...
Therefore, in Murong Yunqing's eyes, the way she ate looked a little cute, a little cute, and made him want to feed her all the delicious things in the world.
He also picked up the chicken leg, lowered his head and took a bite.
He has eaten a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, and his taste buds have become very sophisticated.
But the grilled chicken legs are still quite flavorful.
This is not the point. The most important thing is that she gave him the chicken legs to eat, and he could watch her eat them.
This feeling is very different.
Xiao Qian, on the other hand, had long since wiped out the aroma of the food, and was drooling eagerly waiting for Murong Yunqing's food to be served.
Soon, what Murong Yunqing ordered arrived on the table, filling the entire table.
"Give it to my kid first!" Yang Zimei picked out something from the plate and put it into Xiao Qian's plate without any courtesy.
Murong Yunqing naturally had no objection, but was surprised to see that the food suddenly lost any aroma.
Yang Zimei ate a few more things and felt full, while Xiao Qian was holding her belly and panting for a long time. She looked so cute.
"By the way, how are you doing, Miss Yang?" Murong Yunqing was at a loss for words.
"Yeah, not bad." Yang Zimei nodded.
"Have you met him?"
"He? Who is he?" Yang Zimei asked doubtfully.
"Long Zhutian." When Murong Yunqing said this name, his expression became a bit solemn, and there was a touch of awe and fear in his eyes, as if he was saying a very scary name.
