A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

However, this is just his guess.

After all, Zang Yunzhi in front of him should also like his sister very much, but Zheli didn't believe it.

Doesn't Zang Yunzhi really want to have a place in his sister's heart?

Therefore, Zheli's current attitude towards Zang Yunzhi is actually [-]% kind and [-]% vigilant.

If Zang Yunzhi knew it, he would just nod.

Not completely stupid.

After all, he is a wolf cub, about the same age as the little guy.

How could Zang Yunzhi really accept it completely? Don't talk about his love for cubs. Should people from No Prison Gate have so much sympathy?

Everyone is possessive.

Let’s not talk about family ties and friendships, let’s just talk about raising a pet. You want it to treat you as the main pet. If others call it at the same time as you, it will be on your side unconditionally.

Let alone a person.

How much emotion you have given, actually how much you want the other person to return to you.

Zang Yunzhi is not stupid. He understands the nature of human beings and the nature of little monsters, but he also understands that Bei Wan is a human being and it is impossible for anyone to possess her alone.

What's more, a sparkling little guy can only attract more and more people. Who would be willing to hide a peerless sword in a dark corner where it never sees the light of day?

A real sharp sword should be inherently fearless and become more courageous with every setback.

In the end, gods will kill gods if they stand in the way, and Buddha will kill if they stand in the way of Buddha. If the way of heaven dares to stop it, then it will kill the heaven!

Just when Zang Yunzhi was thinking about it, his heart was racing.

A soft little milk sound sounded with anticipation and love.

"Sister, have another bowl!"

Zang Yunzhi turned around and saw the little sharp sword next to him, who he spoke highly of. His face was full of innocence at this time, his hands were holding his small rice bowl, and his eyes were bright, waiting for him to call the waiter. Give her a bowl of hibiscus jade soup.

The usually upright little face only has two words written on it.

rice!

Innocent and cute, even a little silly.

Zang Yunzhi:......

Okay, this sword has just been turned out, and it's still a little short of cutting the sky.

"Okay, wait a minute, sister. I'm going to make you a dish."

Zang Yunzhi thought about the person he had just met and the news from the Prisonless Gate.

He rolled up his sleeves and got up to cook for Bei Wan himself.

Bei Wan, who was holding a small rice bowl, wondered: "Sister, do you cook by yourself?"

"Well, it doesn't matter at all if my young master goes to use the kitchen of his own investment property."

Show off your wealth without restraint at all.

He is talking about people like Zang Yunzhi.

Bai Chu Restaurant is indeed an industry without prison gate investment. How can someone in the news industry chain let go of a store like a restaurant?

Zang Yunzhi left the private room and went straight to the kitchen.

Along the way, holding the token, it was smooth sailing.

"I have seen the young master."

When Zang Yunzhi came to the kitchen, the cooks in the kitchen were shocked.

When I saw Zang Yunzhi really put on an apron and started to skillfully light a fire, burn firewood, boil water, and cut vegetables.

The chefs were even more shocked.

Since Zang Yunzhi said he was cooking for Bei Wan, the first thing he must do was cook for the little guy.

Take advantage of the spare time while the soup is simmering.

Zang Yunzhi asked: "The third private room of Tianzihao is from the West Palace?"

The cook nodded: "Yes, the master of the West Palace, there are three new faces, the brothers haven't found out their origins yet."

Zang Yunzhi took out a few spiritual fruits, washed them, carved them with a knife, and arranged them beautifully on a plate.

He said to the waiter who came to serve the dishes: "Send this to the third private room of Tianzihao. When asked, I said it is a fruit plate, a rare spiritual fruit from the world of immortality, to honor the master of the West Palace."

After the waiter went out, the cook asked a little puzzled: "Young master, what is this?"

Why do you want to give fruit plates to those in the West Hall?

Moreover, it was carved by the young master himself. Could it be that the young master is planning to cooperate with the West Palace?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the cook quickly spoke out to persuade: "Young Master, you cannot cooperate with the West Palace. Recently, the West Palace's ambitions have gradually expanded. The West Palace Master is cruel and hypocritical, and he is afraid of hurting the Young Master!"

Zang Yunzhi opened the lid of the stew pot, put some flavor-enhancing ingredients into it, and raised the corners of his lips gently.

"Don't worry, when has your young master ever suffered a loss?"

"I remember your specialty is sweet and sour pork ribs! Have one. If it doesn't taste good, it's time to go back and practice!"

After Zang Yunzhi finished speaking, he picked up the ceramic pot with the stewed soup, turned around and left in a good mood.

Only the cook’s desperate cry was left!

"Master, my specialty is spicy chicken!"

As a person who only loves spicy food, how come his specialty is sweet and sour pork ribs!

Isn't he just worried that the young master will suffer a loss?

The young master is too cruel!

Go back and practice!

If he goes back to practice, he will lose even a layer of his skin!

……

"Sir, this is the fruit plate that our Baichuxin sent to Tianzihao. It contains rare spiritual fruits in the world of cultivating immortals. Please use it with caution!"

The waiter respectfully placed the exquisitely carved and beautifully arranged fruit plate on the wooden table, and then respectfully exited the private room with a proper smile.

"The carving of this spirit fruit is exquisite."

The young man sitting next to the master of the west hall actually didn't care about the master of the west hall. As he spoke, he raised his hand to grab a piece of fruit on it and put it into his mouth.

"The taste is okay. Can you try it, Master?"

The master of the West Hall who was present was obviously the most noble one, but he was greeted by this unattractive young man who could not be remembered even if he was thrown into the crowd.

It seemed that this young man was the most noble person at this banquet.

A smile appeared on the face of the master of the West Palace, and he actually responded to the young man in front of him.

"Since the young master said it, I must try it."

The young man leaned back on the seat relaxedly, with a smile on his lips, and his whole body relaxed, but his eyes showed absolute confidence in his own strength, and his whole body was filled with a sense of freedom and youthful spirit.

Although his appearance is unattractive, his temperament is not eclipsed at all.

The young man looked at the fruit plate quietly, and then he had a guess in his mind.

It's really interesting.

Wu Jie Men's hands... are so long!

……

When Zang Yunzhi held Xiao Beiwan firmly in his right hand.

Holding Zhili's collar with his left hand, he came to an inconspicuous residence.

As expected, I saw the unattractive young man in the courtyard.

"Here it is!"

Zang Yunzhi said, and casually let go of Zheli, who was reluctant to be carried by him.

If he hadn't been the only one to bring the little cub in, he wouldn't have bothered to hold the little thing by the collar.

The young man didn't pay any attention to Zang Yunzhi.

The pair of black eyes stared quietly at the little guy in his arms.

Bei Wan looked at the unfamiliar young man's face and subconsciously felt the young man's aura.

Well, I'm not very familiar with it either.

Just when the little guy was confused.

She heard a familiar, even long-lost voice that made her a little excited.

"Can't you recognize senior brother?"

The young man chuckled lightly, and his voice returned to its usual unreliable and carefree tone.