Chapter 1322： Must win (2/2)
”Hang on the beam!”
”It's the opposite!”
The sentiment is exciting.
The posture of the evolutionaries is almost like an old lady rushing into the supermarket to grab discounted eggs and rice...
Lin Chou looked embarrassed-damn, how did they see it?
”Bah, young man.”
The old man Zhao put on the second-rate idol from the ancestors of the Zhao family. With his expression, it is basically certain that Zhao Er is definitely Zhao Qingcang's...
”I'm still too young, I put all my thoughts on my face and asked why others know?”
Zhao Qingcang laughed twice.
”Hey, Lin Xiaozi, you have finished the food and the wine. My Leng Dazhong made it easy to come over once, but I didn't even care about it, so you can make this for my girls? How about you feeding the cat?”
Lin Chou:...
Obviously you are the only one who eats, only you! !
Leng Han was simply fed up with this old little troublemaker, and as a result, Mr. Zhao even said to himself,
”Look, what a family scene, what a warm atmosphere, it's like a family eating and chatting like a family in the sunset before the cataclysm, but it's a pity, tusk, because of some little thieves who searched. , It’s the food, the wine...”
Everyone:? ? ?
It’s not the old man, where did you feel the so-called ”family warmth” on this table?
Besides, if you just say this in front of a group of irrelevant gossip parties, are you afraid that Leng Tyrannosaurus and Lin Chou will become angry? ? ?
Looking at Lin Chou, that kind of naive and straight otaku face seemed to be just a little bit embarrassed, nothing else.
but...
”Zhao! Qing!”
”Eh~”
The old man interrupted her neatly, and didn't give her a chance to find faults.
The old man rummaged on the shelf near the counter,
”According to my old man’s experience, only when being said-oh-pierced the facts, or the facts that some people were thinking about, those people would become inexplicable and even irritated, oh, look at me. What, is this mushroom sauce, mushrooms?”
”Hey don't--”
A finger of black mushroom sauce was put in his mouth, and Father Zhao’s eyes lit up instantly.
”Fuck, it's so fresh!”
Lin Chou wiped his face, his expression frozen.
”That's truffle!”
”The kind that can poison Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar?”
”Yes, the kind that can poison the Tier 4 Black Mountain wild boar.”
Zhao Qingcang held the twisted small glass bottle, looked at it blankly, and suddenly licked it again.
”Do you think this thing will get a lot of energy after a few bites... hiccup...”
Boom!
The big guys are so **** silly,
”Fuck you, Mr. Zhao is poisoned...”
”Boss Lin, why did you put such a poisonous thing on the food shelf?”
”Don't talk nonsense, Boss Lin just hasn't found a way to detoxify for the time being.”
”What's the matter, what's the matter?”
Lin Chou smiled slightly and looked at Leng Han.
”How long can I stay here this time? What do you want to eat at night? What do you want for supper?”
Zhao Ziyu wailed and raised his hand.
”Brother-in-law, eat lamb, your brother-in-law wants to eat lamb!”
Lin Chou: (ー_ー)
Cold Han: ψ(*｀ー′)ψ
Zhao Ziyu: (?_?)
”Wait, so no one really cares what is going on with Mr. Zhao, the person is still falling on the ground, ah, the trough has already started to spit, it's green!!!”