Bai Chuwei said very solemnly: "Hanhan, do you have any misunderstanding about my eating habits?" I don't like to eat fried food, the ones you buy are eaten by my pets! ”

Duan Feihan: "......"

By...... Pets eaten?

What pet eats so greasy?

Duan Feihan looked at Bai Chuwei's little face full of seriousness, there was no trace of joke in his dark pupils, and he suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

Duan Feihan's forehead twitched: "So...... The fried food at my father's healing party was all for your pet? ”

Bai Chuwei nodded, "That's right." ”

Duan Feihan instantly quieted down.

So...... He had tried it before in order to get used to this strange greasy taste, and the result was a destruction of his own taste?

It all ended up in the belly of the little pet?

Duan Feihan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice, "So what flavors of food do you like?" ”

Light, of course!

Few people in the immortal cultivators will eat greasy.

Bai Chuwei's fingers slid down Duan Feihan's supple ink hair and rested on his broad shoulders, and her tone was long: "Of course, it's the same taste as Hanhan." ”

She knows better than anyone about the future villain's personality, and her eating habits should be similar to her.

Duan Feihan's eyes were like thick ink smeared on rice paper, becoming darker and deeper, his raised Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and suddenly spoke: "Don't come again tomorrow morning." ”

Otherwise, I would have to bump into him running to take a cold shower without sleeping at five o'clock in the morning.

Bai Chuwei's hand on his shoulder paused: "? ”

Why can't she keep up with Duan Feihan's rhythm?

Bai Chuwei smiled and asked, "Then guess what I came to you for at this time?" ”

Duan Feihan groaned and said, "Discuss the issue of revenue sharing with Salted Fish Video?" ”

The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 100 million just now, and it may be even more terrifying later.

The money that Bai Chuwei can get tonight alone will definitely be able to break eight figures, pay attention to it only tonight.

Bai Chuwei's eyes darkened: "I'm here to ask for my takeout!! ”

Who's going to talk to him about business? Does this futuristic villain think he's meeting customers right now?

Duan Feihan really doesn't live up to his ruthless and desireless workaholic character at all! Thinking about how to make money all the time.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Duan Feihan's eyes, and he came to ...... Takeaway?

He thought she didn't care.

Duan Feihan walked in the direction of the small kitchen, and his deep voice came like flowing water: "Sweet soup? ”

Bai Chuwei followed in with great interest, "Hanhan, will you do this?" ”

Duan Feihan's movements were like flowing water, and his tone was a little flat: "When I was a child, my mother often made me drink. "It's just that then there was no more.

Bai Chuwei remembers the villain of Duan Feihan, who seems to be cold, but in fact, he attaches great importance to feelings, especially family affection.

The death of his mother and the death of Duan Xingye's nephew all accelerated Duan Feihan's blackening in the later stage.

Bai Chuwei stood next to him and sighed: "Death is never the end, forgetting is." ”

Duan Feihan's action of boiling sweet soup suddenly paused, turned his head to stare at Bai Chuwei and asked, "So you have been missing that person and don't want to forget?" ”

Bai Chuwei replied as a matter of course: "Yes, I don't want to forget either." Otherwise, she will make herself a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Duan Feihan ignored Bai Chuwei and only glanced at the moonlight outside the window.

Oh, white moonshine.