Now that I can't use my fists, I can only keep silent temporarily. When I can beat him one day, Leng Meiying vows to thread his mouth with needle and thread!
While Feng Tianche was teasing Leng Meiying, he casually tore off a roasted pig leg that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and stuffed it into Leng Meiying's little mouth without any explanation.
Leng Meiying had no choice but to take a small bite. Not to mention, although Feng Tianche had an annoying mouth, the meat he grilled was indeed very delicious.
I don’t know what kind of seasoning he put on the meat, but the greasy meat actually exuded a fresh grass fragrance. Leng Meiying took small bites and finally finished the small piece of pork leg.
Throwing away the round bones, Leng Meiying looked at Feng Tianche. At this time, Feng Tianche didn't have the heroic appearance at the auction during the day. He was simply the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
A wild boar weighing two hundred kilograms, whose belly had been disemboweled and grilled until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, was actually wiped out by Feng Tianche during the time it took Leng Meiying to eat a calf!
Moreover, now he is destroying the remaining half of the wild boars at a super fast speed!
"This..." Leng Meiying was stunned. She had never seen anyone as good as Feng Tianche. Even the fat man Le Bing was far behind. Feng Tianche's appearance reminded Leng Meiying of
It became a very popular word in the previous life.
"Foodie!" Leng Meiying shook her head and commented.
Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on Feng Tianche.
Starting from his back to his neck, when he was eating pork crazily, a faint black air was emitted.
This black energy didn't have any additional attributes, it looked like just a black smoke, but Leng Meiying frowned deeper and deeper.
In her eyes, this black energy has become integrated with Feng Tianche, moving with his every move, as if it were his shadow.
However, Feng Tianche's shadow is not this thing.
Frowning, Leng Meiying leaned forward and took Feng Tianche's arm who was enjoying the meal with one hand.
"Uh, what's wrong?" Feng Tianche raised his head in confusion, looked at the serious Leng Meiying and started to smile evilly again.
"Oh, little sister, have you finally come to your senses? Hey, you actually don't need to thank me too much, just give me a kiss, and don't stick out your tongue, otherwise I will sue you for harassing this handsome guy..."
Feng Tianche suddenly stopped mid-sentence, his evil smile suddenly disappeared, and turned into an extremely serious person.
"Little sister, I want to meet a friend here, please leave first!" Feng Tianche's voice was very calm, but without that evil smile, Leng Meiying felt a little weird.
Just as they were about to ask what was going on, suddenly, a licking sound sounded beside the two of them.
"Hey, can you still escape in front of the slave family?"
Leng Meiying's whole body suddenly stiffened, and the demonic lotus between her eyebrows trembled.
Who is he? He is approaching so silently!
Turning her head, Leng Meiying saw a pink figure.
She is a woman, wearing a pink robe, with green jade fingers between the long sleeves, and ribbons fluttering on her slender waist. However, her head is covered with a pink sand scarf, which is covered with countless...
The chip reflected from the chip made it difficult to see her appearance clearly.
However, her voice is very nice, as sweet as milk candy.
