Before Wang Siyuan greeted, he stood up directly, didn't even bother to take the chopsticks, and greeted the various delicious dishes on the table with both hands left and right.

Are these two goods reincarnated by starving ghosts?

At this time, Wang Siyuan was really speechless, if it was just Bai Chi, why did Lin Xueyao look like she hadn't eaten for eight hundred years?

It shouldn't be.

Could it be that the object in front of him, which looks very similar to Lin Xueyao, is not the deity at all?

No, no, I must have been with this hillbilly for a long time and was infected by him.

Yes, yes, it must be so!

After Wang Siyuan's inner battle between heaven and man, he finally came to a self-righteous conclusion, but at this time, Lin Xueyao and Bai Chi were fighting for food, so how could they pay attention to him.

However, at this moment, the door bell of the room suddenly rang, Wang Siyuan's expression moved, and he got up to open the door, but was stopped by Bai Chi.

"I'll go drive!"

After Bai Chi finished saying this, he reluctantly glanced back at the dishes on the table, and then as if he had made some major decision, he snatched a roast goose leg that Lin Xueyao had just torn off and was about to send to his mouth, and then walked towards the door like a strong man dying.

Over there, Lin Xueyao was eating happily, her attention was all on the table, and she didn't even notice that the roast goose leg in her hand was snatched, and as a result, she almost didn't bite her finger in one bite.

"Well, what about my goose leg? I remember that I just took a goose leg, could it be that I ate it too quickly and hallucinated?"

Lin Xueyao shook her head, and after muttering for a while, she directly and selectively forgot and continued to bow left and right on the dining table.

On the other side, Wang Siyuan stared at Bai Chi closely, with a little expectation in his eyes.

At this time, Bai Chi had already opened the door, and the door of the room stood a young man who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

The boy was not too tall, a sportswear and a faint smile from beginning to end, making his whole body exude a youthful atmosphere, and on his right hand, a fidget spinner was spinning rapidly.

Such a teenager, no matter who reads it, the first words that come to mind must be youth and vitality.

It's just that Bai Chi smelled a faint smell of blood on the spinning fidget spinner.

"Who are you looking for?"

Bai Chi asked the young man, his tone was very flat, and there was no wave on his face.

"Brother, someone asked me to come here and borrow something. ”

The young man said with a smile, his body jerked forward, and he stuck to Bai Chi's body.

"Oh, borrow what?"

Bai Chi was speaking, just a slight flash, the young man pounced, and when the young man settled down, when he turned around, he saw Bai Chi leaning on the door frame, holding his hands in front of his chest, looking at himself with a smile.

"Lend your life!"

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