Chapter 2989

Although she never admitted it.

But it turns out that as long as the little guy is idle and has nothing to do, he actually never fails to hold snacks or fruit in his hand.

I like to eat something when I read a book, I like to eat something when I watch a game, and even when I practice, I never forget to eat...

When I came out after the retreat, the first thing I did was look for food with a blank face...

Mo Lian snickered secretly, peeled the orange perfectly, and handed it to Master Qiao Qiao.

Lord Qiaoqiao took it over with a blank expression.

Qi Xuanxuan, who was sitting on the other side of her, twitched the corner of her mouth silently.

Qiao Qiao, a snack foodie, with a paralyzed face, is really cute...

Lord Qiaoqiao glanced at Qi Xuanxuan's strange expression from the corner of his eyes, took out another orange from the inner world and handed it to her hand.

The two of them ate in the last row.

After eating the orange, I replaced it with a banana. After eating the banana, I took out the small dried fruit and gnawed it. The cakes and sweets took turns, and finally they nibbled the melon seeds together...

Duanyue and Duanmuqing, who were sitting in front of the two, twitched the corners of their mouths, secretly holding back their smiles.

These two girls, completely treat this as an outing activity!

Holy Son Miyan finally said something unbearable, "Place the meal!"

Those two words were so powerful, they almost made people laugh out of their minds.

Although Lord Holy Son has reached the spiritual realm, he is used to eating two meals a day all the year round, so in essence, Lord Holy Son also has a bit of a foodie attribute...

If he hadn't retreated and practiced, he would have meals every day.

Because the thirty-nine people were a bit crowded, it was completely impossible to set up a small table next to them.

So, the white-robed priests sat around Lord Saint Child, holding a vegetable bowl in their hands, handing Saint Son a bowl of rice, silently watching Lord Saint Child, and eating gracefully and slowly.

Lord Qiaoqiao glanced at him, silently took back a bunch of snacks, took out her all-purpose food box from the inner world, took out a large pot of fresh fish soup, and took out three or four dishes of stir-fry, so that Duanyue and Little Fatty , Duanmuqing and the others turned around and held it for themselves...

Mr. Qiaoqiao started eating with a blank face!

Qi Xuanxuan twitched the corners of her mouth, stuffed a mouthful of rice into it, and almost burst out laughing.

The little fat man hurriedly put out his hand to cover her mouth, and shouted, "Don't say goodbye to the ancestors, don't spray, we will continue to eat later!"

Mo Lian was about to be laughed at by the little guy.

This little facial paralysis has never shown any expression, but it is inexplicable, and his whole body is filled with a ... full of comedy talent, which makes people want to smile.

Miyan Shengzi was chewing the food in his mouth without knowing the taste, only to feel that the smell of fish soup and all kinds of stir-fry smells were filled with his nostrils.

Then he looked down at the rice in his bowl, white steamed buns, and a plate of frozen duck meat.

The plate of frozen duck meat was old and woody, and he instinctively wanted to throw it away!

"Crack!" Miyan Shengzi was so angry that he broke the chopsticks in his hand.

Young Master Qin, who was sitting behind the Holy Son, couldn't help but raised his hand and stroked his forehead.

For Mao, he would have the urge to laugh...

"How many spirit coins!" Miyan Shengzi suddenly said.

He just didn't understand it. He also came out to practice. How could he still take out a hot meal on his nervous little face?