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"Ms. Fei suppressed the inexplicable emotions, and she finally looked directly at Guocha, but with a little more scrutiny.

Guocha was speechless, she couldn't tell Boss Fei: Hey, Boss Fei, I'm here to destroy the demon spirit above your head, don't hinder the rotation of the earth.Don't even guess.

She can guarantee that once she speaks out, she will never be able to enter this ward.

Now the big demon spirit is circling here, the purpose is unknown, if Mr. Fei is harmed, let alone what will happen to the monster world, she will feel sorry for her own animal heart.

It's really difficult to deal with. If I knew she would bring the things used by his wife, grandfather, and Lao Taotie, at least they have a bit of a monster, which can deter demon spirits.

But in front of him was no ordinary demon spirit.

If she, a novice, can't handle it well, Boss Fei will. . .

Guocha didn't dare to relax, when she looked at Boss Fei again, her gaze was sincere but extremely cautious: "If I came to save Boss Fei, would you believe it?"

She always speaks with a warm smile unconsciously, it is always difficult to regard her as someone with ulterior motives, but after meeting a few times, eating in front of her, defenseless, unconscious, but also very Hard to get bored.

This sudden and complicated feeling stayed in my heart and couldn't go away.

Mr. Fei glanced deeply at her several times, and wanted to open his mouth.

14. Mrs. Fei please supper

The chef who delivered the meals pushed the door in and served one dish, one soup, and some delicate desserts.

"Miss, the French black tea, French foie gras, and French onion soup you want are ready."

The faint fragrance wafted through her nostrils, and Fei always had no appetite to enjoy it. Seeing that her eyes were already shining, she closed the book, and she signaled the head chef to set it up.

Soon the Chinese-style round wooden dining table was moved in front of the fruit tea, and at the same time, two French-style suppers were also placed in front of the fruit tea.

Instead, the fruit tea stared at the dining table. Visually, it was made of huanghuali. It was exquisite and not too old.

As expected of a rich man, the table setting alone is dozens of times more expensive than the meals.

It's not like she hasn't seen precious things before. There are also many rare treasures in the world of monsters. Compared with the world of monsters, human things are fragile and have a short shelf life, so they are not enough to look at.Where is the shortest shelf life like hers, which is hundreds of years, longer than the life span of human beings.

But the fly in the ointment is that most of Taotie's furniture is pure natural, without carving and polishing, so there is not much refinement and aesthetic sense.

Mrs. Fei invites fruit tea to have a supper as a thank you last night.

"do not like?"

Guocha shook her head, she ate a lot before she came, she didn't expect to get a supper after she arrived, it just happened that she had the habit of eating four meals a day, now it was too late to be grateful.

It's just that, when she remembered Mr. Fei complaining about it, she felt embarrassed and said, "Eating the right food in front of you, does it count as me broadcasting live?"

Mr. Fei was not polite at all, she said, "Do you need to set up a camera?"

"Then open the live broadcast room."

Fruit tea:......

It's like I'm eating live broadcast!

And I'm here to save you.

I really didn't come here because of a stutter.Guocha protested a little inwardly, then opened her mouth.

"I'm really not...well, emmm, it's delicious!!"

Mrs. Scarlet: ==

The taste is extremely delicious.

Guocha started to eat the foie gras with a knife and fork, and then spooned the onion soup. The sweetness in her throat made her want to stop.

She is most likely to relax when eating, so that she temporarily forgets her purpose in order to savor slowly.

There's no way it's really delicious. As soon as she eats something delicious, she's in a very good mood.

The flutter of the lips swallowing was soft and full of elasticity, and he tasted the fruit tea with relish.

The fragrance that belongs to the ingredients seems to be able to pass through the mouth of the fruit tea as a medium, and then process it into a more ultimate delicacy, and transmit it to Mr. Fei's ears, eyes, mouth and nose.

Boss Fei's throat line slipped again and again. It wasn't the first time she watched fruit tea eating and broadcasting. In the past, she could feel that she ate deliciously through the live broadcast. At that time, it was just watching.

But now it was a live broadcast, but she had a different sense of appreciation. She became more real in front of her, sitting in front of her without reservation.

The senses of the ears, eyes, mouth and nose stimulated her, the sound of chewing the fruit tea, the sound accompanied by the perfect crispness of the food.

The sound of swallowing the fruit tea soup is like a cool sweet spring pouring into the five senses, refreshing the heart and refreshing the mind, with endless aftertaste in the sweetness.

Boss Fei's senses have never been stimulated so horribly.

But when Guocha put down the knife and fork, Mr. Fei's substitution into himself disappeared instantly.It was like a hallucination.

Fruit tea wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, covering her lips, which made Boss Fei come back to his senses.

Why does she eat so deliciously?

"Do you still need dessert?" Boss Fei knew that her appetite was not enough.

When Guocha heard Boss Fei's layered and pleasant voice, she finally remembered the purpose of her coming tonight.

"No, I didn't come here after eating."

She came here to find out the details of the demon spirit and then get rid of it.

But Mr. Fei seemed to hear something else, she asked, "Did you eat before you came?"

Guocha gestured with her fingers and counted what she ate: "Before I came, I ate two bowls of rice, a pot of crucian carp tofu soup, three sticks, guns, and chicken legs. There was also a bunch of fried chicken fillets."

Mr. Fei: Why does she have such a big appetite?

I'm not afraid to hold on anymore.

Fortunately, Boss Fei only prepared just the right amount, otherwise, the fruit tea would have to last.

She said, "I'll ask someone to bring you a cup of digestion tea."

Fruit tea is not needed at all.

Is Boss Fei still afraid that she will hold on?

This is just her appetizer. Compared with the two French dishes, she feels that the French is more like an appetizer, and the home-cooked meal she eats is the main meal.At least be full.

She is actually not full now, and she ate so much in front of others, so she is embarrassed to ask for it.

But the cup of iced black tea hadn't moved yet.

She doesn't like drinking black tea very much, but she politely picked it up and blew on the hot air, took a sip, and then put it down.

Boss Fei saw that she didn't plan to eat any more.

She switched legs and pressed the other leg. The typical leader's leg-folding posture gave her a business-like aura at any time when she was sick.

"Next, you should have something to tell me." Or do.

Guocha wasn't ready yet, and was caught off guard by Boss Fei. She asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

It doesn't look like a fake, but it makes Mr. Fei puzzled.

Didn't she come here tonight to find her?Really just for eating?And when she first came in, she looked around, hesitant to speak, obviously she wanted to say something to herself?

But it was swallowed again in the mouth.

So, what is fruit tea selling?

Boss Fei stared at Guocha silently. She said little, but there was always an invisible air pressure attacking her body, and her magnetic field strength was unstoppable.

And the aura is very similar to the grandfather of the fruit tea. The fruit tea, who has lived under the grandfather's all year round, shrinks his neck almost subconsciously.

"Boss Fei, speak up."

When she came to talk with President Fei now, she didn't forget to observe the monster mist on the ceiling occasionally. The monster mist was so well-behaved today that it didn't come to play tricks on others.

Boss Fei rubbed his temples: "Since you're here for dinner, it's time to go back and have a good rest after eating."

After saying that, Yao Wu finally started to move towards Mr. Fei's shoulder, and floated over, and was about to land on Mr. Fei's thin shoulder.

What does this guy want?Sudden attack?

Guocha was in a hurry, she quickly dodged to Boss Fei's side, which made Boss Fei extremely confused, and when she sat beside Boss Fei, she stretched out her hands and put them on Boss Fei's shoulders. Shoot off the approaching monster mist.

But her claws hadn't landed on Mr. Fei when suddenly, that familiar lifting sensation grabbed her again.

At some point, the tall figure of A-Gump stood behind him lingeringly, grabbed the fruit tea, and delivered it directly to the door.

Guocha just patted Yaowu away with one hand.

She: "Boss Fei???"

Boss Fei doesn't want to talk to her now.

"Wait, I still have a lot of things in my heart that I haven't said to Mr. Fei."

Boss Fei continued to pick up the book and read, since she didn't want to talk about it just now, now that she said it, she didn't want to listen anymore.

Her eyes fell on Guocha's figure: "Miss Guo, I don't think we have developed a relationship where we can talk about ourselves."

15. Mrs. Fei delivered it to her door

When she came out, she covered her head with a very depressed expression.

Ahhh!This man is so difficult to live with!There are not many demon fruits left in her refrigerator.

The next time I take it with me, it is still the thing that the bodyguard refused to enter.

When the demon fruit is exhausted, maybe a good cure for anorexia may be lost.

Boss Fei's anorexia couldn't be cured, even if she eradicated the big demon spirit, Boss Fei couldn't restore her normal health.

Her monster can survive for more than 100 years without food, but human beings are different. She is dying without food or drink for a few days.How can I compare with her.

When Guocha didn't want to see Boss Fei, she had already commemorated relatives and friends in black and white photos.

Compared with breaking the demon spirit, Mr. Fei himself is more difficult to conquer.

Guocha sighed for a while, she lowered her head and planned to go home.

I happened to meet the young couple who were also discharged from the hospital.

Still hugging, the two wished to stick together.

The young man hugged his sister and wept with joy: "Honey, let's pick up my mother next time and let her take care of our daily life!"

But the girl said worriedly: "Prices in big cities are expensive. I'm afraid that my mother will not agree with the money, and will say that we have a meal. The big deal, I won't cook in the future, so that I won't pour dish soap into the soup as olive oil gone."

Then the young man seemed to be very touched: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-wife."

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