Chapter 347 A Complex and Imaginative Dinner Party~ (Second Update)

"Brother... Sister Rong made such a good dish, don't you want to drink tonight?"

Compared to the two people who eat together, Zhang Lingyu and Zhou Fengliu, Feng Xingtong, the dog-headed military advisor, seemed to be not interested in the food. He looked at Zhou Fengliu and asked.

"Isn't this dish very homely... Rongzi is doing her best."

Zhou Fengliu was slightly startled when he heard the voice. He glanced at the dishes on the table and said that this was the standard on weekdays.

"If you want to drink, you can drink..."

"Okay."

Feng Xingtong picked up a few bottles of wine they brought today.

"Wow... Feitian Moutai."

Fu Rong recognized the words on the bottle of white wine. Although she didn't drink it much, she always heard about it.

"Oh... Sister Rong, drink more later. If you like to drink, I'll bring a few more boxes..."

Listening to Feng Xingtong's arrogance, Fu Rong swallowed her saliva and couldn't help calculating how much these wines cost.

"Speaking of drinking... I remember that my elder brother and my elder sister have drunk many times, right?" Feng Xingtong brought up the topic while pouring wine for everyone.

"Well... it seems that there have been several times." Zhou Fengliu replied while eating.

"Sister, have you ever drunk too much with my elder brother?"

Feng Shayan was stunned for a second after listening to Feng Xingtong's words, and then recalled the first time she drank with Zhou Fengliu.

"Yes, the first time... I drank too much, and he seemed to drink too much, anyway, I woke up at his house..."

"?"

Hearing this, Fu Rong, who had just sat down to eat, looked over.

"Drank so much?"

"It's okay, mainly because I didn't digest the qi that day..." Feng Shayan said so.

"I remember... my elder sister told me that it seemed that you and my elder brother woke up in the same bed the next morning, right?"

Feng Xingtong took the opportunity to look at his elder sister and asked.

Although he was looking at his elder sister, his peripheral vision still inadvertently glanced at Fu Rong and Tao Tao.

He wanted to observe the reactions of the two people when they heard this.

Don't say...

He really noticed something.

When Fu Rong heard this, a flash of shock flashed in her eyes, and then she looked at Zhou Fengliu.

Although there was a hint of eating melons, it also seemed to be seeking confirmation.

As for Tao Tao, she looked at him. The two looked at each other, and Tao Tao seemed to see through his purpose...

"No, I should have woken up on the sofa..."

Feng Shayan was also a little surprised by Feng Xingtong's words, and hurriedly tried to make up for it.

"Ah, then I must have remembered it wrong..."

Feng Xingtong also patted his head, saying that he had heard too much...

"Drinking... will cause trouble."

At this time, a high-level Taoist priest in the Tianshi Mansion, A Yu Zhenren, seemed to recall something, and saw him eating chicken legs, and reminded everyone.

Zhang Lingyu was considered a teetotaler, but why did he still remember drinking so vividly?

That was naturally because of the experience of losing his virginity. He was influenced by Xia He's breathing and came to Zhou Fengliu's door with one breath. As a result, Zhou Fengliu had just come back from the bar that night...

Faced with Zhang Lingyu's reminder, Zhou Fengliu chose to read but not reply, and continued to eat...

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The situation at the dinner table tonight was complicated and full of imagination.

Under the deliberate guidance of the dog-headed military advisor Feng Xingtong, everyone's topic always unconsciously involved the things when Zhou Fengliu met the Feng family siblings...

Listening to these stories about the Feng family siblings and Zhou Fengliu, Fu Rong felt something a little late.

She just reacted to what Tao Tao asked her in the kitchen just now, "Feng Shayan's relationship with Zhou Fengliu seems a little unusual..." What does it mean?

Indeed.

Whose good family can rent a house to Zhou Fengliu at a price far lower than the market price...

If there is no selfishness, she can eat the table.

But what does this have to do with her as a chef?

Fu Rong thought so in her heart.

She drank Feitian Moutai and listened to Feng Xingtong and others' stories just like eating melons.

But somehow, the more she listened, the more uncomfortable she felt, as if something was blocking her chest.

This feeling was very strange, just like the feeling she had when she listened to those scumbag ex-boyfriends talking about their ex-girlfriends in front of her.

Very uncomfortable... but she couldn't figure out why she was uncomfortable.

Under this contradictory psychology, she couldn't help but torture herself in her heart:

Could it be that she was really in love, obsessed with Zhou Fengliu's appearance, and liked him?

But soon, she denied herself in her heart.

Impossible.

This is absolutely impossible.

She was annoyed with Zhou Fengliu.

This person was not gentle at all, and sometimes very irritating.

The only thing that made her feel pretty good was that Zhou Fengliu was not picky about food, he would eat whatever he was given, and he would eat it all...

Maybe when she watched Zhou Fengliu eat the food she made, she felt that Zhou Fengliu was perfect.

At most, she likes watching Zhou Fengliu eat the food she cooks...

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Fu Rong's heart is complicated.

Feng Shayan's heart is not much better.

During this dinner, Feng Shayan listened to her brother's dangerous speech with fear, and kept observing Zhou Fengliu's expression, fearing that Zhou Fengliu would suddenly give her brother a fight and she would not be able to react.

It was during this secret observation that she found that Zhou Fengliu seemed to be very happy to eat these home-cooked dishes.

How to say it?

She had gone out to eat with Zhou Fengliu several times, and she had accompanied Zhou Fengliu to eat at high-end and roadside stalls.

But it was the first time she saw Zhou Fengliu love home-cooked dishes so much...

Maybe I should also learn to cook?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she was shocked by this sudden idea.

She was a little shocked.

Shocked that she actually changed her mind for a man...

Could it be...I have always changed because of him?

Feng Shayan's mind unconsciously recalled the conversation between Feng Xingtong and her in front of the car before dinner.

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"Sister... I have a plan! It can test Fu Rong and Tao Tao's thoughts, but you have to cooperate with me..."

Feng Xingtong said that he was willing to go all out tonight, even if he really had to fight, he had to find a way out for his sister.

After listening to Feng Xingtong's idea, she also called it bold, too bold, it can't be done, absolutely can't be done.

"Sister... do you really like your brother-in-law? If you really like your brother-in-law, then change yourself. When it's time to take action, you have to do it..." Feng Xingtong felt a little disappointed.

"You don't know me? I am a tough girl, I won't change for a man easily... I have my own rhythm, and besides... he and I are just friends."

"Okay, okay, sister, you are really deceiving yourself, haven't you changed enough for my brother-in-law?"

"Buy a house thousands of miles away... rent it out at a low price, encourage dad's industry to move south, go to him for dinner when you have nothing to do..."

"You only say friends, but you really like him in your heart..."

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Ps:

Write two daily pictures to exercise my ability to write emotional lines. I don't know if you godfathers like to read them.

It's almost over. After writing this dinner, the plot of Nathan Island will begin...

Dear godfathers, give me some~ More than 700,000 words, the child really needs to rely on love to generate electricity~ woo woo woo.

Good night, sweet dreams.