That's a swimsuit photo of three people!?

Ying Li Li is wearing a cute pink split swimsuit with white polka dots and lace skirts.

The elements of micro-curves, smoothness, immaturity and cuteness are undoubtedly revealed.

Isabella wore a pure white bikini with gold trim, which was pure and elegant.

In the simplicity, the girl's beautiful figure and fair and smooth skin are fully revealed.

As for the poetry feather...

Qian Chen can only be described by the word bold.

The pure black bikini completely shows off Shiyu's white skin.

Swim trunks Shiyu actually boldly chose the string style!

Except for the indescribable parts wrapped in palm-sized pieces of cloth, large sections of snow-white skin were exposed to the air.

The upper body is the same, with a thin rope tied in a knot behind the back, completely exposing the entire back*.

Whether it's the bow knot on the waist or on the back, it really makes people want to reach out and untie it!

Fortunately, he had already experienced a baptism of 'cheongsam' crit before, and Qian Chen resisted with his tenacious willpower this time.

Shi Yu snatched the phone with a flushed face, turned it off at once, and then lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at him.

As for Qian Chen, he seemed to be more embarrassed than her, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

The two of them suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

But who is Shiyu?

In addition to eating, sleeping, and writing light novels every day, her greatest pleasure is to flirt with her younger brother Jun.

I saw her eyes roll, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

At this time, the two were sitting side by side on the sofa, but Shi Yu suddenly got up and slowly leaned over to Qian Chen.

Qian Chen subconsciously hid back, but how much space a two-seater sofa could have.

Soon he was forced to the corner of the sofa by Shi Yu, and then Shi Yu propped his hands on his side.

A standard couch knock!

"What do you want to do, sister?"

Qian Chen swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

Shi Yu smiled charmingly, her fingers lightly running over her sideburns.

"Is it pretty?"

"Uh...

"Is the photo just now good~?"

Qian Chen nodded subconsciously.

"You say... Which of the three of us is the best-looking? ”

"Of course it's you, sister!"

Qian Chen replied without hesitation.

He didn't want to die, and he was telling the truth.

Shi Yu had a satisfied expression in his eyes.

Qian Chen just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect Shi Yu to suddenly ask.

"That~ next time I go to the beach, I'll wear it for you, okay~Brother•Brother~~"

Shi Yu said as she stretched out a finger and gently slid it across Qian Chen's chest.

Charming eyes, soft commotion in the chest, suggestive words.

Poof!

Qian Chen's nose suddenly seemed to be half open, and the blood flowed like a river...

Shi Yu went out to deliver the illustrations refreshed, leaving Qian Chen alone on the sofa like dried salted fish and unable to move.

After a long time, Qian Chen, who had only recovered from his recovery, entered the practice mode again.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the opening day of the restaurant in another dimension.

What Qian Chen didn't expect was that the restaurant in another dimension had just opened, and a person he didn't expect walked in.

Signature mustache with a pair of sunglasses and a band-aid on his face.

A certain local tyrant who claims to be the world's No. 1 weapon inventor has come to the restaurant in another dimension again.

Qian Chen showed a hint of surprise.

"Long time no see, Mr. Tony Stark."

Stark slowly took off his sunglasses and nodded very calmly.

"We haven't seen each other in another month, boy."

The curiosity in Qian Chen's eyes became even stronger.

A month ago, Tony Stark was full of spirit and confident, but in Qian Chen's eyes, he was like a child who didn't grow up, deliberately showing himself as a maverick in order to show his existence.

But I didn't see each other for just a month.

When they met again, Stark's eyes were tired, vicissitudes, and with a hint of melancholy. The temperament of the whole person also seems to be much calmer, like the model of a middle-aged successful person.

If you are controlled by those uncles, you are afraid that you will drool.

Qian Chen was very curious, what happened to make a person change so much in just one month.

So much so that Stark, who was wandering in the wind, transformed into a calm career-oriented middle-aged uncle.

The strangest thing for Qian Chen was that Stark's chest had an extra thing that flashed with blue light.

Curious, Qian Chen spoke directly.

"Mr. Stark, is it now popular for you to have LED lights on your chest?"

Stark's face suddenly sank.

"Little ghost, you really don't have eyesight, this is...

Stark stopped suddenly, then waved his sunglasses.

"Forget it, you don't understand. You just need to know that this is another generational invention of this genius. ”

Qian Chen shrugged his shoulders and did not continue to ask.

No matter how prominent the other person is in his own world, how many secrets he has.

In the restaurant of another dimension, they have only one identity, and that is the diner.

"Mr. Stark, I want to eat something today, this restaurant has recently put on the shelves of several new dishes."

Qian Chen said and put the prepared menu in front of Stark.

Stark raised an eyebrow.

"yes, let me see."

So a beautifully crafted menu was handed to Stark.

Qian Chen, who used to be a big foodie, knows very well that a beautifully crafted menu is the first step for diners to understand the restaurant.

As diners flip through the pages of the menu, they can't help but imagine what the dishes will taste like.

The process of waiting for the food to be served, which adds to this sense of anticipation.

So a really good restaurant can attract diners from the appearance, cleanliness, and from the first glance of the menu.

The menu of 'Chenguang' is made by Qian Chen himself under strict control.

As a big foodie, he knows how to grab the stomach of his diners from the eyeballs.

On the high-definition, full-color menu, each page is printed with photos of the dishes taken in perfect focus and camera angles, and the ingredients used in the dishes, the general cooking process, and the texture and taste of the dishes are explained in Chinese, Japanese and Chinese English.

Especially the last item, in order to achieve perfection, Qian Chen asked his own genius literary girl sister to help refer to it.

Tony Stark just looked at the two half-cut buns on the first page, the juice flowed sideways, and the enticing fried buns were invaginated, and the tip of his tongue involuntarily began to secrete saliva.

"Hmm~ That's it! This fried bun, two kinds of the same five! ”

Stark poked the menu hard, completely eager to pull out the fried buns in the menu photo to relieve his hunger first.

"Wait a minute."

Qian Chen smiled faintly and walked into the kitchen.