Hunter's Foresight

But Miller was right.

The only person here who can say the word roll is Ceslia. Who made her the manager of this teahouse?Helpless, she can't say a word now, because she is in a daze, and the thoughts that flew out like a little flutter haven't had time to fly back.

Fei Tan stared at Ke Mier coldly and said, "Young Master, don't try to annoy me."

But Mier was trembling all over his body, his hair was soaked in cold sweat, his pale face had no courage to take a step forward.Feitan's killing intent towards him was something he couldn't resist. Even though he was also a telekinetic, he was nothing compared to Feitan like a babbling baby.

At this moment, Ke Mier seemed to realize that he had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with. What would he find if he sent someone to investigate this man?I guess I can't find anything.The eyes of this man in front of him are definitely not what ordinary people would have. They are the eyes that only people in Meteor Street have.

But Mill suddenly remembered what his father had told him, never to mess with people on Meteor Street.

Oh, don't mess with it?His father was always like that.So what if I get into trouble?His weak and incompetent father had been afraid of this and that all his life, and in the end he couldn't even catch his own woman. No wonder his grandfather didn't bother to talk to his father every time he went back to the ancestral house to visit his grandfather.

Ke Mier is a very smart person, he absolutely does not rely on brute force to play tricks with others, for him to use fists to solve everything is a barbarian's way.Ke Mier, who had always been somewhat paranoid, quickly turned his excellent brain, and a rudimentary idea formed in his mind, showing a terrified expression to Fei, and said: "Don't, don't hurt Miss Mier, I, I just leave." After speaking, facing Fei Tan, he carefully exited the kitchen.

Seeing Xiao Xiao, who missed his prey, exit the kitchen, Fei Tan slowly withdrew his dangerous thoughts.Looking sideways at Ceslia who was being held by him, he found that she was in a daze again.He squinted his eyes, and there was deathly indifference in those golden pupils. "Are you in a trance?"

A soft sentence brought Ceslia back to her senses, her eyes widened, she reached out and pinched Feitan's face directly, and said, "Do you still want to eat wontons!?"

The moment Ceslia's hand pinched his face, Feitan resisted the urge to throw her out, his body froze for a moment.When he heard Wonton, Fei Tan frowned subconsciously, and said, "What? You still want to strike?" When he said this, there was a hint of murderous intent in his tone.

Feitan's sweeping glance was full of murderous intent, and Ceslia was speechless. "Put me down if you want to eat." The voice softened a lot, and Ceslia knew that Feitan was not a person who could confront tough people head-on.In front of Fei Tan, you must not be too tough when talking to him, because toughness will only cause counterproductive effects.

Putting Ceslia down, Feitan stood aside with his chest crossed, looking at her coldly.

Raising his hand and rubbing his aching chin, Ceslia muttered, "You look so petite, why is it so strong? I almost thought my chin was crushed."

Ceslia's muttering was definitely not light, and Feitan was standing next to her, so it was easy to hear it.A trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, Fei Tan sneered, and said, "Who are you calling petite?"

Rubbing the chin that must have turned blue, Ceslia replied: "You, you were the one who pinched my chin just now." After finishing speaking, she didn't care about Feitan's sudden surge of murderous intent, and just looked at herself. Then he said: "I can bear your temper. If you put it in someone else's place, it will probably explode. How can you scare customers when you open the door for business? You do this every time, who dares to come to the store? You can't open a store." , where does the income come from? Let's drink the northwest wind?"

Fei Tan snorted, but didn't speak, and the killing intent that had soared just now subsided slightly.

Ceslia sighed, and said: "I didn't exchange names because I didn't trust you, but from the first time we met, you never planned to tell me your name. Since you don't know Ken said, why would I foolishly come up to you and exchange names with you? You know your own temper, if I really came to ask, would you tell me? Or, would you talk to me? "

Feitan frowned, and with his head slightly lowered, he seemed to be thinking about Ceslia's words.

Ceslia's words were correct. If she really came to ask for his name, he might not answer her.Don't talk about ignoring her, and even want to kill her.

Looking up at Ceslia again, seeing her lowered her head holding chopsticks and dough wrappers and continuing to make wontons, Fei Tan said flatly, "Fei Tan, you have to remember this name."

Ceslia rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely remember it, and I will never forget it." The member of the brigade who has a deep impression on her will only get ghosts if she forgets it! ! "Then, please remember my name, Mr. Feitan. My name is Ceslia Mill. Most people call me by my surname. The elders like to add a small before my surname. They are collectively referred to as small." Mir. Those who are close to me call me Seth, or call me Leah. You can do whatever you want, and you can come by whatever you like."

Feitan said: "Leah."

Ceslia replied: "Hi, hi, here it is."

It was a strange feeling, and when Ceslia responded to him, Feitan's tyrannical and murderous intent gradually faded away.

Seeing that the wontons made by Ceslia were not as round as before, Fei Tan said, "More meat."

Ceslia: "..." Meat eaters are really scared.

After wrapping up the wontons, Ceslia cooked wontons for Fei Tan in the kitchen. He eats a lot, and a bowl of fifty or so wontons is simply a small case.After cooking pork wontons with mung bean skin for him, and staring at the balls rising up in the bowl, Ceslia felt that the mung bean skin was quite tough.

Pushing the sea bowl in front of Fei Tan, Ceslia handed him a spoon and said, "Eat slowly, it's hot." After speaking, he ran to fry wontons by himself.Yes, you read that right, fried wontons.In the past, when she was still in the three-dimensional world, her mother liked to fry wontons for her in the morning. Each wonton was fried like a fried bun, which was very delicious.

Seeing Ceslia frying wontons, Feitan took a few mouthfuls of the wontons in his own bowl, and fixed his eyes on Ceslia. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Fried wonton~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～" Humming a little tune, Seslia, who looked quite happy, replied.

"I want to eat too." A certain uncle seemed dissatisfied with Ceslia eating the new French food alone.

Ceslia, who was frying wontons, turned her head abruptly, saw him push the Haiwan aside, raised his eyebrows, and said seriously: "If you don't eat all the wontons in the bowl, don't even want to eat my fried wontons." After finishing speaking, He was also very childish, in front of Fei Tan, he blew on a freshly cooked fried wonton and ate it.

Fei Tan: "..." Inexplicably upset, why is it swollen?

After happily frying twenty wontons, Ceslia gave ten to Feitan who was obviously not full, and kept the remaining ten and ate slowly.With the sauce mixed with vinegar and a little chili powder, Ceslia ate with relish.

Feitan stared at Ceslia, who was eating with gusto, and felt that she was a woman with very strange tastes.The taste of spicy powder and sour liquid living together really didn't arouse his interest at all. He only tasted it at first, and he was insensitive to this taste.

After lunch, Ceslia did not go out after tidying up the kitchen.She just stayed in the kitchen with Feitan until the store closed normally.Walking out of the kitchen, Chacha, who was about to get off work, turned pale with fright when she saw Fei Tan.She had shadowed Feitan, Cecilia was sure of it.

With a secret sigh in her heart, Ceslia felt that she would definitely receive Chacha's resignation letter tomorrow.If this is the case, she should recruit someone again, but it is really too difficult to recruit someone as capable as Chacha! !Now, work is difficult, and recruiting is also difficult

Chacha didn't dare to look at Feitan, and after greeting Ceslia, she hurriedly opened the door and walked out of the teahouse.Today, Charles came to pick up his wife Chacha as usual. When he saw the lively and cheerful Chacha running out of the teahouse with a white face like a frightened rabbit, Charles frowned.

He looked towards the teahouse, the quiet teahouse was quiet, but there was a strange breath.

Charles narrowed his eyes, embraced the frightened Chacha, and gently helped her into the car.

Watching Charles pick up Chacha in the shop, Ceslia drooped her shoulders, a little dejected.

Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Ceslia rested his head on his hands, and sighed, "Chacha was frightened today."

Fei Tan kept his eyes on the car driving away outside the teahouse. Seeing the car driving away, he withdrew his gaze and asked inadvertently, "Who was that man just now?"

Ceslia replied: "You mean Charles? That's Chacha's husband." At this point, Ceslia slammed the table and said, "It's all your fault, you scared Chacha a lot today You said, what if she came to resign with me tomorrow??"

Fei Tan said indifferently: "If you resign, you will resign."

Ceslia curled her lips and said: "The things in the store are very busy every day. When Chacha is here, I am better. I just need to stay in the back of the kitchen and do research on snacks and new teas. If there is no Chacha, I will not Count on me to bring you lunch or something. Maybe, I can’t even make dinner, because I have to take care of the business of the store. By the way, it’s impossible to close the store. It’s a matter of livelihood. If you lose your livelihood, don’t talk about eating meat in the future I can't even afford to eat grass!"

Fei Tan: "..." It sounds a little bad!