Chapter 450: Huanxi Enemy 22.5
After leaving the food shop, Xiang Yu didn't go directly to the opposite side.

Instead, he turned to the convenience store next door, bought some small things, and then returned to his car.

After a while, he walked out with a smile on his face.

Carrying the food box, he walked slowly towards the place he remembered very clearly in his mind.

Wangyou, who was waiting for dinner at home, somehow had a bad premonition.

But she is currently talking to her dad via video, discussing the company's next things, so she doesn't have much time to think about it.

"Dad, I sorted out these things. I'll pass them on to you later, and you can combine what I said to see. If you think it's okay, we'll start to implement it."

The man inside the computer nodded and spoke in relief.

"Youyou, you have grown up, now Dad can rest assured."

Wangyou looked at her father helplessly, "Dad, what you said seems to be parting with life and death. Don't worry, you will definitely live to be a hundred years old."

"Hahaha" The man in the video laughed out loud, feeling very happy.

He never expected that his daughter would take the initiative to contact him today, talking about the company's affairs.

Surprise is followed by surprise.

He used to worry all the time, but now it seems that he can let go.

Wangyou took the document next to her, and was about to continue, when the doorbell rang.

After a pause, ah, she forgot her takeaway.

"Dad, you are busy first. My meal is here. I will find you after I finish eating. You should take a look at these first."

As he spoke, he sent the planned documents that had been sorted out.

Turn off the video, get up and open the door.

"?"

empty?

what happened?

Isn't it supposed to deliver food, why is there no one?

Could it be that the voice she just heard was a hallucination?
He shook his head strangely, and was about to close the door, but the corner of his eye caught the doorknob.

There is a dark brown thing hanging on it.

Take a closer look.

Familiar packaging, the lunch box of Food Square.

So she didn't have auditory hallucinations, and it was indeed a food delivery person.

But how to hang things on the door for her, without waiting for her to come and get them?
In case the door of her house happens to have no door handle and it is inconvenient to hang it, is it necessary to put it underground for herself?

He frowned slightly, a little worried.

According to the reputation of the food shop, this kind of thing should not happen no matter how you look at it.

Although I was a little puzzled and depressed, I was still not prepared to worry about this trivial matter.

Reach out and take it off, and carry it into the room.

The moment the door was closed, a man wearing a peaked cap and black and white sportswear came out from the corner of the safety ladder in front.

Looking at the closed door, his clean chin arched maliciously.

He didn't leave after laughing, but approached slowly and stopped at the destination.

Very much looking forward to what to expect.

The Wangyou inside opened the lunch box, and it was a very appetizing meal just like yesterday.

To be honest, after eating once yesterday, I really have a lot of aftertaste.

Picking up the spoon, he eagerly scooped up a large spoonful of thick rice porridge and fed it into his mouth.

I haven't eaten for too long, and the original owner has a very serious stomach problem. It is best to eat porridge for digestion first.

He narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

It was as delicious as yesterday.

Take another spoonful and feed it into your mouth.

The expression of enjoyment froze immediately, and his eyes opened.

He quickly tilted his head and pulled over the trash can, leaned over, and spit out the contents of his mouth violently.

"Cough cough cough what the hell is this?"

After vomiting, his mouth was still very hot, he cursed, grabbed the water glass next to him, and gulped it down.

After drinking a large glass of water, the taste in the mouth was slightly diluted.

Kneeling on the ground, leaning against the sofa, Wangyou felt that he had lost half his life.

This taste is really disappointing.

Mouth is numb and tongue feels a little big.

With trembling hands, he stirred the porridge with a spoon, and a small green mass was thrown out.

"?"

What's this?
When I scooped it up and put it to my nose, I immediately felt a pungent smell.

Especially choking.

Wangyou hurriedly threw it into the trash can, turned her back, and covered her nose.

This is really, really bad.

Why is there mustard in rice porridge?

Even if the chef is blind, it is impossible to put mustard in the porridge.

Said salt is also possible.

So who is messing with her?
Squinting his eyes, a person appeared in his mind.

Xiang Yu.

Apart from him, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could do such a thing.

The boss is his sister, he can easily deliver food.

It is even easier to add some ingredients during meal delivery.

When it finally arrived, I didn't hand it over to her directly.

It's not because she's afraid that she will find out that if the plan fails, her name will be written upside down.

Since rice porridge is available, most of the others are also available.

This guy is really infuriating.

Pressing her aching stomach, it seemed that she had to go out to eat.

I just went out for a walk. I haven't been out for a long time. It's time to breathe some fresh air.

But I still remembered that guy severely in my heart.

Just wait for her, and she will definitely pay back.

Thinking quickly, he changed his clothes and brushed his teeth without slowing down, and went out.

Waiting outside and eavesdropping on the movement inside, wanting to hear Xiang Yu's screams coming from inside, the whole person lay on the door, and he didn't hear a sound.

Straightened up, almost reflexively wanted to kick the door.

The outstretched feet stopped there abruptly, extremely depressed.

Is the sound insulation of this room really that good?
Not a sound could be heard.

Not so much.

Or did she fail?
Should not be ah.

Whether it is placed on the top or not, it is buried in the middle, and it is very skillful not to destroy the original state.

I really want to know if she ate or not.

Ahhh, my heart is itchy like a cat scratching, and my eyes are eager to see through the door in front of me.

Probably because he was too persistent, the next second, click, the door was opened.

A beautiful girl dressed in a white Mickey Mouse T-shirt, light blue denim shorts, with a ball head and fur ball slippers was imprinted in her eyes.

The invisible sense of youth and beauty spread across the surface, allowing Xiang Yu to accept another wave of baptism after his vision was occupied.

Good. Good. Very special girl.

It's beautiful too.

Her beauty is not only about appearance, but mainly about how she feels.

It's comfortable, clean, but not rigid.

Very alive, yet unreasonably vulnerable.

Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.

Even though the girl was already glaring at him, he still looked at her without blinking.

Live like a moron.

Wangyou had blue veins on his forehead, and his hands were very itchy.

Want to punch someone.

She didn't expect that this guy didn't leave, but came out and bumped into him, which was great.

With a ferocious smile, he gritted his teeth and said, "The famous Prince Yu, is he coming to be my gatekeeper?"

Xiang Yu nodded reflexively: "Yes."

Wangyou was stunned, then smiled playfully, leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, and looked up and down at the person in front of her who still hadn't recovered.

The corners of the lips curled up in an inexplicable arc.

"Sorry, but I can't afford to hire a doorman who will bully me."

The ending sound rolled on the tip of his tongue, like electricity, instantly pierced Xiang Yu's heart, making him tremble all over, and the tips of his ears began to turn red.

(End of this chapter)

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