Chapter 351 Meeting Murong Yunqing (2)

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Yang Zimei sweated, "Can you eat so much?"

"Yes." Murong Yunqing said with a smile, "If you can't finish it, help me eat it."

"Sister, look at how arrogant my brother is, you just ordered chicken wings and drumsticks, hum, cheapskate." Xiaoqian coke.

"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."

"up to you."

Murong Yunqing saw Yang Zimei fell into a smile of silence again, thinking she was embarrassed.

Yang Zimei ordered first, two chicken wings and drumsticks and two glasses of Coke came up.

She put a glass of Coke and a chicken thigh and wing on the other side of the table, as if she was saving it for someone else.

Of course, she left it to Xiao Qian, the glutton, but outsiders can't see it.

"Wow, it's delicious, I must enjoy it." Xiao Qian's soul emerged from the jade carving, sat on the chair beside him, and sniffed the aroma of the barbecue greedily.

Murong Yunqing asked suspiciously, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"No." Yang Zimei shook his head.

"Then why two glasses of Coke?" Murong Yunqing couldn't help asking.

Yang Zimei smiled, approached him, and whispered: "Give it to my little devil, he will steal your food later, don't mind it."

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 kept ghost pets in Myanmar, he naturally believed in Yang Zimei's words.

Yang Zimei smiled and pointed to the drumstick next to him.

The chicken drumstick had a hot aroma, but now, there is only a shape without any aroma.

He couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

"Give you a chicken leg, and I'll eat yours later." Yang Zimei pushed the chicken leg on the plate to him, picked up a chicken wing and gnawed it.

She looks beautiful and porcelain white, and has a gentle temperament, like a fairy who came out of a picture scroll. Now she is nibbling on a chicken wing that is a little burnt, which is really a bit of a disillusionment.

Yang Zimei is not pretentious, eats quite fragrant and greedy, and enjoys the strong taste buds brought by the chicken wings...

Therefore, in Murong Yunqing's eyes, the way she eats is a little cute, a little cute, and he can't wait to pile all the delicious things in the world for her to eat.

He also picked up the drumstick, lowered his head and took a bite.

He has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and his taste buds have already grown.

But this grilled chicken thigh is still quite flavorful.

That's not the point, the most important thing is that she gave him the chicken leg, and he could watch her eat it.

It feels very different.

On Xiaoqian's side, the aroma of his food had been eliminated long ago, and he was drooling and waiting for Murong Yunqing's food to be served.

Soon, what Murong Yunqing ordered was on the table, filling the table.

"Give it to my little devil first!" Yang Zimei unceremoniously chose an item from the plate and put it into Xiaoqian's plate.

Naturally, Murong Yunqing had no objections, but was very curious to see that the food instantly lost its aroma.

Yang Zimei ate a few more things, and she felt full, while Xiaoqian had long been holding her stomach and gasping for breath, she looked so cute.

"By the way, how has Miss Yang been recently?" Murong Yunqing was speechless.

"Well, it's okay." Yang Zimei nodded.

"Have you seen him?"

"He? Who is he?" Yang Zimei asked suspiciously.

"Long Zhutian." When Murong Yunqing said this name, his expression became somewhat solemn, with a look of awe and fear in his eyes, as if he was saying a terrible name.