Chapter 44 The Cold and Proud God

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People who have units are happy.

In the public cafeteria, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the table full of various delicacies. Think about how half a month ago, I was living on instant noodles every day, but now I am living such a good life.

Wang Yan raised the stool for the little ferret, put a few plates in front of it, and sprinkled pecans, walnuts, melon seeds and other nuts in it. Then he touched its fluffy little head and said, "Open it up and eat it, if it's not enough, I'll ask for more."

The little ferret stared blankly at the plates, tears glistened in his spiritual eyes.

"Don't cry, I know you've been suffering these days, eat some of your favorite food."

After Wang Yan finished speaking with concern, he began to feast on the food that belongs to human beings.

Half a catty of sauce-flavored and spicy money belly, one catty of fresh and fragrant stewed yellow beef, two catties of steamed lobster with garlic and oil, five pairs of chewy and fragrant roasted pig's feet, and a pot of oily chicken soup. A plate of sweet and sour mandarin fish, a pot of juicy lettuce, one iced watermelon, six apples, and a stack of 20 scallion pancakes as the staple food.

The dishes in the cafeteria will be rotated every day, but the portions are full, because the power users consume a lot of energy, usually eat a lot.

Of course, it is relatively rare to say that Wang Yan is so big.

If it hadn't been for finding a good future in the State African Bureau and eating public meals, Wang Yan would really starve to death with his current appetite.

The little ferret looked at the various nuts in front of him with teary eyes, and then looked at Wang Yan happily gnawing on the roasted pig's trotters, tears almost falling down. The big brother is bad, the Lun family is really not a squirrel, the Lun family is a beautiful little ferret, and the Lun family wants to eat meat.

So, the little ferret jumped into Wang Yan's arms, stretched his upper body on the table, and picked up a charcoal-grilled pig's trotter like lightning, ready to eat it happily. But before it licked the oily fish, it found that the pig's trotters had already arrived in Wang Yan's hands.

"Xiaoxue, you are naughty again. You will have diarrhea if you eat such oily food. When your family comes to pick you up, what should you do if you blame me?" Wang Yan put the pig's trotters back and gently pacified its head , took another pecan to coax it and said, "You'd better eat this obediently, it's nutritious and delicious."

Leader Feng just explained that the family of the little ferret will come to pick it up in the next few days and ask Wang Yan to take good care of the little thing for a few days. No, Wang Yan had no choice but to bring it with him.

The little ferret was holding a pecan, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. Just as he was about to protest, the colleagues who were eating in the cafeteria suddenly got up one after another, lowered their heads and walked away quickly with their plates in hand.

Wang Yan looked at it strangely while gnawing on the pig's trotter. I saw a man in a crisp white suit walking towards the dining area with a plate.

this is not……

Yes, it's called Ray or something.

There are still a pair of white wings hanging on his back, and his shiny blond hair is combed back and draped over his shoulders. His brows are open, his eyes are like stars, his nose is like a gall, and he is very handsome.

The image and temperament of the whole person are similar to that of the elf king in Lord of the Rings when he was young. Noble and indifferent, it is difficult to approach. And he also has a pair of wings that don't know the true or false, which adds to his aloof and mysterious aura.

Hehe, Wang Yan tried it once and knew that he was not easy to deal with. But he loves Gao Leng, it's his own business. Everyone has their own unique style of doing things.

Therefore, Wang Yan smiled and ignored him. As for the other colleagues, they seemed to be quite unimpressed with him and avoided him one after another.

The Winged Man was as indifferent as ever, exuding an invisible cold aura of repelling people thousands of miles away. He sat two or three tables away from Wang Yan.

Wang Yan glanced inadvertently, and his keen vision found that there was very little food on his dinner plate. A small plate of salted edamame, a plate of roasted peanuts, and nothing else.

What surprised him but was a little curious was that such a guy with aloof appearance and dressed like an old aristocrat would have the recipe of salted edamame.

But the more surprising thing was yet to come. He flicked out a flat green bottle from the pocket of his white suit.

The above words are really clear - Red Star Erguotou.

This... Wang Yan's scalp is a little numb, this atmosphere doesn't seem right?

The winged man looked cold, and carefully poured a bottle cap. Thinking about it, it seemed a little too much, so I poured some back. Then he took a sip.

"Ha!" After a pause for a few seconds, he breathed out a sigh of relief, two blushes were clearly visible on his fair face, "Okay, good wine." Then he began to eat salted edamame.

Just like that, mime, eat a bean. Mic again, eat another bean.

After finally licking a bottle of Erguotou with the lid, the peanuts and edamame were gone. At this moment, his face was as red as a greasy prawn.

Sweat dripped from Wang Yan's temples, isn't this guy too exaggerated? It seems that from the beginning to the end, I just drank a small bottle cap, right? As for licking for so long?

The Winged Man stood up unsteadily, looked around with a belch, but found that there was no one else in the huge cafeteria except Wang Yan's table.

Hiss~ The sound of a chair being pushed away.

The Winged Man was carrying the bottle of Erguotou, staggering and stumbling over. Sitting on the opposite side of Wang Yan, looking at his pile of vegetables, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Big, big brother. Yes, there is wine but no food. In fact, it is a great tragedy in life. Borrow, borrow A little." Then he shamelessly picked up a pig's trotter and began to gnaw on it.

A chill ran straight from Wang Yan's tailbone to the back of his head, and he shivered violently. The pace of development of this matter is too, too inconsistent, right? Just a moment ago, he was a very cold-looking male god, but after drinking a bottle of cap wine, he turned into this deadly character?

"Zhizhi~" The little ferret, who was eating nuts pitifully, jumped onto the table and protested angrily.

"Oh, big, big brother, your pet, pet is very special." Winged man giggled drunkenly, "What a fat and tender little squirrel..."

"call out!"

A pecan flew over and hit the Winged Man's nose with a slap.

"Squeak, chirp." The little ferret jumped up and down in grief and anger. The squirrel is a squirrel, and it is still fat and tender. You are fat and tender, your whole family is fat and tender little squirrels.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoxue, this Brother Wing is just joking with you." Wang Yan sweated and hugged Xiaosong, no, little ferret in his arms and comforted him.

But my heart is full of emotion, since that incident, my life has indeed been turned upside down. But there are more and more strange things happening around.

There are two weird masters in front of me, a little ferret who looks harmless and cute, but is actually very aggressive. A winged male god who usually looks cold and arrogant and doesn't even have a word, turns into a chatty drunk after drinking cat urine.

What's wrong with this world?

"Yes, I have a personality, I like it." The winged man touched his red nose, belched and said to Wang Yan, "My name is Lei Hong, little, little brother, let's make friends." He gnawed on the pig's trotter, while passing a greasy hand.

"Uh, my name is Wang Yan, hello Brother Lei." Wang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and shook hands with him reluctantly. This guy usually looks like a clean freak. Will he be scared to death by himself when he sobers up?

"Brother Lei? You, you call me Brother Lei?" Lei Hong blushed with excitement, held Wang Yan's hand tightly, and said drunkenly, "Cheng, I will never give up. I, in the future You will be my brother. No, today will be. Let's sworn brothers!"

Knot, sworn! ?

Wang Yan's head really seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at him. This guy, how did his brain circuit grow after drinking a little?

Sworn, knot your sister ah!

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