Three Realms Invincible Restaurant

A warm and unusually harmonious night passed, and the next day, in the twilight of the morning sun, Shi Cangshui let out a soft "huh" and slowly opened his eyes.

The soft and warm peaceful breath wrapped Shi Cangshui, and the drowsiness and unconsciousness when he just woke up still wrapped around him.

Shi Cangshui moved his limbs lazily, and subconsciously rubbed his face on the big pillow in his arms.

In the next second, feeling the sudden stiffening of the pillow in his arms, Shi Cangshui blinked his misty eyes, and what happened before going to bed last night slowly returned to the cage.

Cough... forgot, he doesn't sleep well...

Squinting his eyes and yawning a little, Shi Cangshui slowly retracted the limbs that were all over Wu Zeyun's body like an octopus, but his body was still tightly attached to the people around him.

It's so warm on this guy...

Quietly squeezed in the direction of the heat source again, Shi Cangshui lay lazily on the bed like a cat warmed by the sun, squinting his eyes and didn't want to get up.

Feeling the tense muscles on his side, Shi Cangshui clapped his hands in disgust.

After manual physical relaxation failed, Shi Cangshui looked at Wu Zeyun's handsome face blushed, wondering why he was so shy.

Mobilizing energy to tuck himself in the quilt, Shi Cangshui was stunned for a moment, and a subtle idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

"You won't...you haven't slept all night, have you?"

Asked about sleep problems by name, Wu Zeyun pursed her thin lips.

With red ears, he replied stiffly.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy."

...So you really didn't sleep all night?

Shouldn't it be...

He didn't do anything else to him, he just dragged him to the bed and simply warmed up the quilt and slept, so he wouldn't stay up all night...

At this moment, Shi Cangshui inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu of "a bully robbing a civilian man".

Tsk, it's all because of Mr. 007 and his complaints about those old novels, which lead him astray.

Throwing the pot out of the way, after a good night's sleep, Cang Shui blinked when he was full of sleep, and finally realized belatedly that this morning was exceptionally quiet.

"007? You went out?"

Before he finished speaking, he didn't close his eyes all night like Wu Zeyun, and 007, who was nestled at the foot of the bed until he was autistic, rushed out with a whoosh.

Angrily floating in front of Shi Cangshui's eyes, 007 made exaggerated gestures on his face, but he didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end.

"...Almost forgot, your permission was turned off in the background of the system last night."

Under 007's resentful gaze of "the cold leaves are flowing all over my face, my son's rebellion breaks my heart", Shi Cangshui unlocked 007's turned off authority.

"Host!!!"

Finally able to speak, 007 opened his mouth with a roar, which successfully attracted Wu Zeyun's unkind eyes.

Humming and chirping, he lowered his voice. Under Shi Cangshui's hazy eyes and Wu Zeyun's frowning staring eyes, 007 held back for a long time, but only uttered a sentence with difficulty.

"You...you are doing this wrong!"

Seeing the visual sense of the large-scale dog blood ethics drama getting stronger and stronger, Shi Cangshui sighed, and reluctantly got up from the warm bed.

"hiss……"

Feeling the rapidly cooling body temperature, Shi Cangshui frowned and muttered 007 while quickly putting on his clothes.

"7, didn't I tell you last night to turn off the air conditioner in the bedroom? It's autumn now, and if you turn on the air conditioner, you will freeze to death."

"It's turned off! I (to save energy), I haven't turned on the air conditioner at all since I came back!"

"Ok?"

Hearing his words, Cang Shui was stunned when he just took off his pajamas.

The bedroom is controlled by a constant temperature system. If the air conditioner has not been turned on, why does he feel so cold?

"Ha Qiu!"

The coldness hit again, just when he took off his pajamas, he shivered, and subconsciously sneezed.

"Be careful, don't freeze."

A long robe completely covered Shi Cangshui, and a familiar cold fragrance wafted faintly.

After simply putting on a piece of clothing for Shi Cangshui, Wu Zeyun stared at 007 in disapproval when he saw Shi Cangshui sitting there thinking.

...No, why are you staring at me?

007, who was innocently stared at, felt that he was extremely wronged.

As for Shi Cangshui, he pulled the clothes that Wu Zeyun put on him, and after regaining consciousness, he subconsciously began to bully others.

"Thank you...for caring about me so much?"

After taking the clothes from 007 and putting them on, Shi Cangshui tilted his head and glanced at the red-eared Wu Zeyun, and suddenly smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"If you care about me so much, why don't you come over to warm the bed tonight?"

Reluctantly touching the warm blanket, Shi Cangshui looked at Wu Zeyun, his face full of admiration for Wu Zeyun's warmth.

"It's really warm on you."

Wu Zeyun: "..."

With such a compliment from him, the innocent certain dragon is so shy that his ears are burning.

He tried his best to maintain a steady expression, and nodded solemnly.

"Ah."

"I... can do it."

Concealedly expressing the thought of "warming the bed every night", Wu Zeyun stiffened and finished changing his clothes.

He took a deep breath, followed Shi Cangshui stiffly with a blank mind, and stepped out of the bedroom door.

"Boss - get up and get ready to open the shop..."

Cui Yugang, who came up to call for someone, raised his hand to knock on the door, and the bedroom door, which was originally closed, opened from the inside.

Seeing Shi Cangshui rubbing his eyes, with a sleepy look, Cui Yu said "goose goose goose" a few times, and the iron-headed boy laughed at him.

"Hahaha boss, you didn't sleep well after finishing it... Puff... Cough, cough, cough!!"

Cui Yu hadn't finished his ridicule yet, seeing the figure walking out of Shi Cangshui's bedroom, who followed closely behind Shi Cangshui, Cui Yu's heart trembled violently.

Cui Yu, who was so frightened that his saliva was choking, hammered his chest violently and coughed violently, while looking at Wu Zeyun behind Shi Cangshui with a shocked expression, the expression on his face was full of shock.

"Di, Lord Dijun!???"

In this beautiful and bright morning, Cui Yu's distorted and shocking voice cut through the sky and resounded over the small restaurant.

"Why are you in the boss' bedroom!!???"

"……Um?"

It wasn't until Cui Yu clearly pointed out his existence that Wu Zeyun withdrew his distracted thoughts.

He glanced down at Cui Yu, and asked a question that Shi Cangshui had been curious about for a long time.

"Why do you call me Lord Dijun?"

The explanation of the problem dragged on until late that night.

Even with a little discomfort in his body, Shi Cangshui still had some inexplicable persistence, cooking up the meals that became popular on the first day after resuming business.

"Hoo... Mom, I'm exhausted..."

After the business ended that night, everyone in the store, including Shi Cangshui, slumped on their chairs, their faces full of exhaustion.

"Good guy, I've observed that in other people's restaurants, the number of waiters is more than ten times that of ours. Boss, are you really not considering hiring more people?"

Cui Yu, who was the weakest at the scene, choked up and shed two lines of sad tears.

"Relying on the four of us alone, we really can't support it!"

"I'll talk about this later, and now let's talk about the question in the morning."

Shi Cangshui, who was leaning gracefully on the chair, waved his hand and brought the topic back to the morning channel.

Playing with the cloud of mist pulled out from the body of the long-faced man, Shi Cangshui peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the paralyzed Cui Yu.

"You haven't answered that question in the morning,"

Dragging the little fat dragon floating beside him to the crowd, Shi Cangshui raised his chin and asked lazily.

"Why do you call him Lord Dijun?"

"……ha!??"

Before Cui Yu could figure out how to explain it, Hu Weiwei and the others, who were paralyzed there, exploded first.

Jumping up from the chair, Ming Jun looked at the chubby little dragon in the center, with a shocked and disbelieving expression on his face.

"Who do you say he is!?"

A handsome and standing figure of Xin Chang's back flashed across his mind, and Ming Jun's eyes swept over the chubby face and tail of the chubby dragon, his head shaking like a rattle.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Are you mistaken!?"

This little dragon is indeed very strong, but with that person's strength and level, how could it be this chubby little dragon!

Mingjun frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refute.

"If that guy can be this little fat dragon, I'll..."

Before Ming Jun finished speaking, he received Cui Yu's crazy eyes.

"...What are you doing?"

After waiting for a long time without waiting for his next words, Shi Cangshui dragged his chin and said curiously when he wanted to see the face-slapping scene.

"You just give me 500 years of free work?"

... Good guy, the spicy chicken boss is still so black-hearted!

As soon as his words came out, he actually testified to Wu Zeyun's identity.

"Very well, then it's settled."

Ignoring Mingjun's tears and frantically shaking his head, Shi Cangshui was in a wonderful mood after working for free for 500 years with empty gloves.

He raised his hand and poked the little fat dragon's tail.

Under the surprised or panicked eyes of all the employees, Shi Cangshui raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile.

"Come on, show everyone a humanoid transformation."

...Why did the host's tone become so subtle when he came to Lord Dijun!

As if Lord Dijun is your property...

Among the people present, only 007 still had time to complain,

A black light flashed across, looking at the tall man who was manifested by the little chubby dragon standing in the center of the crowd, Hu Weiwei and the others were stunned in shock.

"My God...it's really..."

Hu Weiwei covered her face and groaned, feeling that her entire brain was numb due to the excessive amount of information.

His eyes swept across the blank expressions, and Shi Cangshui bent his eyes contentedly.

"Remember the 500 years of free work owed to me."

"Kindly" reminded Mingjun who was petrified in place, Shi Cangshui raised his hand and poked Cui Yu, holding the teacup and began to urge.

"Keep going."

Taking a leisurely sip of tea, Shi Cangshui tilted his head in the joyful mood of eating melons and watching a show, looking at Wu Zeyun who was standing behind him.

"Why do you call him Lord Dijun?"