Urban Overlord System

"Bai Yichu, do you think it's possible?" Feng Qingwan snorted coldly, the meaning was self-evident.

After hearing this, Bai Yichu showed a trace of anger on his face. While those friends were not paying attention, he slipped to a secluded corner and asked in a deep voice: "Qingwan, tell me, what is it that I am inferior to that kid? I don't have him Handsome? Still not as rich as the other party? Or something else? You tell me!"

Hearing Bai Yichu's angry voice from the phone, Feng Qingwan showed a trace of disdain on his face, and said with a sneer: "Master Bai, do you think your family is rich enough? Besides, being handsome can make a living Do you want to eat? As for the rest of your situation, you can’t compare to the other party, so I advise you to go back and play with your stewardess honestly, star student girl, go!” After finishing speaking, the wind hung up with a "snap" Telephone.

"Mom, what kind of blind date did you find for me? The one you found the year before last actually liked minors? What are you looking for this year? You can't overestimate the devil in sex. Didn't you deliberately send your daughter to the fire pit? Did you push it?" Feng Qingwan looked at her mother with dissatisfaction, and sometimes she wondered if she sent it as a charge.

Hearing what her daughter said, the beautiful woman couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment, she laughed dryly and said, "Mom is to blame for what happened before, but your grandfather said Bai Yichu himself, and there is nothing Mom can do about it. Looking at the gentle kid outside, who knows that he is such a person, but haven't you already found a boyfriend, and bring it back to Ali some other day and let your mother check it out for you."

After hearing this, Feng Qingwan's complexion changed, his eyes rolled, he yawned and said, "Oh, it's getting late, then I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early too." She ran back upstairs jokingly, if she kept talking, she estimated that her mother would ask her for the other party's phone number.

At this time, Yang Chen just took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen. Seeing a plate full of delicious Teppanyaki on the coffee table, he moved his index finger and turned on the large LCD TV on the wall. A football game is playing.

Good guys, Argentina vs Brazil.

"Well, it's a good kick."

"Pass the ball!"

"Shoot! Oh, fool!"

Yang Chen yelled while eating, just at this moment the door of the villa opened suddenly, Ling Wan'er walked into the living room side by side in colorful clothes, the second master came late, presumably he parked the car.

"Hey, kid, what did you make? It's delicious, I'll try it." Then he rushed into the kitchen, took out a pair of chopsticks and ran over, picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, not caring whether it was hot or not The mouth began to chew directly.

"Yeah! Not bad, it's even better than the barbecue made by Ling Laosan."

After tasting it, the second master's eyes lit up, he pulled a stool over and sat down, ready to eat, but was stopped by Yang Chen.

"You guys are going too far. Don't call me when you go out to eat barbecue. When you're done, you still have to eat mine when you come back. I haven't finished eating until now."

"Cut! What a big deal, how could we forget you, Wan'er, bring over the skewers we brought to this kid, so that this kid won't say we eat alone."

After hearing this, the second master cast a glance at Yang Chen, and waved at Ling Wan'er.

Ling Wan'er nodded obediently when she heard it, took out the hand that was behind her back, walked up to Yang Chen with a paper bag, put it gently on the table, turned and ran.

Ling Wan'er's weird little action made Yang Chen slightly taken aback, picked up the bag the other party put on the table, he couldn't help but froze when he saw the contents inside, turned his head to look at Second Master and asked with a strange expression: Are you guys bringing me some skewers?" As he spoke, he handed over the paper bag in his hand.

"Cut! Boy, why am I still picking and choosing? We will bring you all the way."

The second master took the paper bag handed over by Yang Chen, and when he looked inside, he was stunned. There was only one skewer lying alone in the huge paper bag.

"Is this why you brought me a skewer? It's not enough to fit between the teeth." Yang Chen cast a glance at the second master and said in a toneless voice.

"Accident! Accident!"

The second master smiled awkwardly, turned his head to look at Ling Wan'er who was wiping her mouth with a tissue and asked with a wry smile: "Wan'er, did you steal it? I remember when I left, there was a lot of roasted food in it." string."

After hearing this, Ling Wan'er stuck out her pink tongue playfully, and said with a giggle: "It's not my fault, Third Uncle told me. If the skewers are cold, they won't taste good enough, so I'll just eat them." That's right, sister Ni ate too." After speaking, Ling Wan'er turned her head to look at Nishang standing beside her.

Nishang was agile in the end, and admitted frankly: "Yes, I ate it, but I think what Wan'er said is right, the skewers don't taste good when they are cold, and we do this to avoid waste." Throw it on the teppanyaki on the coffee table.

"What do you want?"

Looking at the wolves and tigers in their eyes, Yang Chen was agitated all over. He stepped forward to protect his dinner with both hands, and looked at the few people vigilantly.

But Yang Chen's actions didn't seem to be of much use. Several people went to the kitchen to get chopsticks one after another. They each moved a chair and sat down around the coffee table. They pushed Yang Chen aside and stared at the iron plate in the big bowl. Burned up.

In this way, the dinner is over.

Yang Chen rubbed his still hungry stomach and looked at them angrily, but the big bowl of unused dinner on the coffee table was left with a bare bottom of the bowl, and a few people leaned on the sofa Rubbing his overfed stomach, Yang Chen became even angrier after seeing this scene.

"You are not reincarnated from starving ghosts, are you?" Yang Chen looked at these three guys and said in a calm voice.

"Cut! Kid, you can't finish eating that much. We help you digest it, why are you still blaming others." The second master said with a dissatisfied expression, as if they had done Yang Chen a great favor.

The second master's righteous look made Yang Chen's teeth itch, and he said bitterly: "Yes, I really have to thank you very much! Thank you for making me hungry tonight!" After finishing speaking, Yang Chen got up angrily 1 Walking upstairs, the slippers under his feet made a "slapping" sound on the ground, which showed that he was in an extremely bad mood at the moment.

"Oh, young man, the anger is too strong."

Looking at the back of Yang Chen leaving, the second master muttered softly, picked up the last barbeque in the paper bag, smashed it, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely while eating: "Let you If you don’t want to eat it, I’ll help you eat it.”

Ling Wan'er on the side saw a little worry in her eyes when she saw it, and said to Nishang beside her, "Sister Ni, isn't it good for us to do this?"

"What are you afraid of? Isn't there food in the refrigerator? Even if you don't have him, you can still make some food yourself. What are you worried about him for?" Nishang said nonchalantly, and even burped.

"That's right."

Hearing Nishang's words, Ling Wan'er's eyes showed a look of surprise, and the worry in her eyes gradually dissipated.

If Yang Chen were here at this moment, he would definitely feel that the pure and lovely goddess Ling Wan'er had disappeared.

At this moment, Yang Chen was sitting cross-legged on the bed in his bedroom, trying hard to get himself into the state of cultivation, but the bursts of hunger in his stomach made him unable to concentrate his mental strength at all.

"Forget it, go and see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator."

After a lot of tossing, Yang Chen finally compromised, opened the door, and went downstairs.

At this time, the light in the living room had been turned off, and the entire hall was pitch black, but according to the memory in his mind, and the bright moonlight shining through the window, Yang Chen soon came to the target.

He opened the freezer and took out a carton of milk from the front. Just as Yang Chen turned around and was about to go upstairs, he suddenly saw that he was standing alone after saying goodbye. When it was Nishang, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, and said quietly: "Hey! Do you know that this is very scary."

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me."

Nishang snorted coldly, grabbed Yang Chen who was leaning on the freezer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the second master, who was sitting cross-legged in the room on the second floor, frowned slightly when he felt something abnormal, but he soon returned to normal.

At this time, the roof of the villa is on a ridge.

Nishang and Yang Chen were sitting side by side. Yang Chen looked curiously at Nishang sitting next to him. The bright moonlight shone on each other, looking as holy as a goddess of moonlight. The feeling of charm in all living beings.

"Do you want to drink?" Yang Chen glanced at Nishang's cold cheeks and handed over the milk in his hand.

"Don't drink!"

The corners of Nishang's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this, and after uttering two words coldly, he ignored Yang Chen, turned his head and looked at the round full moon above his head, a trace of unnoticeable strangeness flashed in his eyes, and there was even a trace of it.
Naturally, Yang Chen didn't notice the same look in Nishang's eyes. He pierced the film on the milk box with a straw, held it in his hand and drank his Ali, and just like Nishang quietly looked at the full moon above his head.

night, very quiet.

The two sat there quietly, neither of them spoke, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

Suddenly, Yang Chen only felt a chill all over his body, and he came back to his senses, and looked around vigilantly, only to realize that it was a gust of cool wind.

Looking at the neon clothes next to him who has been silent until now, Yang Chen's eyes flashed a look of doubt. He always felt that this woman was weird tonight, and the cold aura still existed on her body, but compared with usual A little more loneliness.

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