Chapter 1209 (1/2)

The noodle soup is eager to try, while the milk cat behind it looks at the black sea with a crooked head, and doubts appear in the big cat's pupils.

”Come down quickly. Don't you see that the noodle soup is going to bite.” Wuhai said angrily, pointing to the milk cat.

”Noodle soup will bite you. It has nothing to do with it.” Yuan Zhou said fairly.

”The cat ran away with me, no matter what.” Wuhai said seriously.

”Do you think it needs to run away?” Yuan Zhou said directly.

The noodle soup was poised to bite, while the milk cat on its back stretched out its claws to hook the long hair on the noodle soup's back. It seemed to lie down steadily and was not affected by the ferocity of the noodle soup at all.

”Heart plug.” Wuhai saw the dog and cat like this, and immediately covered his heart and said.

This time, Yuan Zhou didn't speak, but went to the theatre quietly, because the noodle soup had been barking and began to catch up with the Wuhai.

”The noodle soup is really refined.” Yuan Zhou secretly sighed.

On the other side came the angry voice of Wuhai: ”milk cat, who is your master? Come down quickly.”

In addition to the louder sound of noodle soup, there is also the sound of milk cat meowing. At first glance, it is quite harmonious.

Of course, the premise is that the person being chased and bitten is not himself. This is what Wuhai thinks now.

”Fish soup. Do you want more fish soup today? Stop the noodle soup.” After another lap, Wuhai took a breath and continued to speak.

”Woof, woof, woof.” ”Meow.”

”Hey, hey, at least I've raised you for a few days. Help.” Wuhai would not ask the noodle soup to stop now, because he knew that the noodle soup would not listen to him, so he turned to the milk cat on the noodle soup's back.

However, the milk cat fluctuated up and down on the back of the noodle soup with the running of the noodle soup, and was having a good time. The cry of Wuhai was just meowing, and then he focused on the long hair on the back of the noodle soup.

”Stop, the cat is going to die.” Wuhai pointed to the happy milk cat talking nonsense on the back of the noodle soup.

From a distance, it is a small milk cat with three colors lying on the gray long haired noodle soup. It fluctuates up and down with the action of noodle soup running and jumping, and has a good time chasing the Black Sea ahead.

Wuhai stopped from time to time and pointed to a dog and a cat.

”It looks so harmonious, doesn't it, rice.” Yuan Zhou turned his head and looked at the rice lying on the side.

When rice heard someone call her, she tilted her head and gave a bark, as if she answered.

Since then, there have been more scenes of milk cats chasing Wuhai in Taoxi road's fixed noodle soup every day. Every time Wuhai is angry and scolding while running. Of course, the result is natural and egg.

However, all the people who saw it responded with a knowing smile. Taoxi road is as quiet, harmonious and interesting as ever.

On the other side, Michelin's selection is not so interesting.

No one knows when Michelin will come and go. It is famous for its confidentiality. Only when the new issue of Michelin magazine comes on the market, or the release of little red book, will they know that their restaurant is on Michelin magazine.

The inspectors of the selection team choose different people every time, but three people always evaluate throughout the whole process. One is Lawrence, who is responsible for the environment. He has blond hair and handsome appearance, and looks like an amorous playboy.