Chapter 351: Meet Murong Yunqing (2)

Yang Zimei sweated, "Can you eat so much?"
"Yes," Murong Yun said with a smile, "you can't finish it, you help me eat it."
"Sister, look at your brother's grandeur, you just ordered chicken wings and chicken legs, hum, stingy." Xiao Qian Cola.
"Eating more easily gets angry."
"I'm not afraid of getting angry, anyway, I'm going to steal the food he ordered quietly, hehe."
"up to you."
Murong Yunqing saw Yang Zimei's smile and silence again, and thought she was embarrassed.
Yang Zimei first, two chicken wings and chicken legs and two cups of Coke came up.
She put a cup of cola and a chicken leg and chicken wings on the other side of the table, as if leaving it to others.
Of course, she was left to Xiao Qian's glutton, but it was just invisible to outsiders.
"Wow, it's delicious, I must enjoy it." Xiao Qian's soul came out of the jade carving, sitting in a chair beside him, sniffing the aroma of the barbecue greedily.
Murong Yun asked in wonder: "Are you waiting for someone?"
"No." Yang Zimei shook her head.
"Why two cups of Coke then?" Murong Yunqing couldn't help asking.
Yang Zimei smiled, approached him, and whispered, "Give my little ghost a pet, and he will still eat your stuff when you wait. Don't mind."
Murong Yunqing stared at her dumbfounded.
Ghost pet?
Is she actually a ghost?
Since experiencing being haunted by ghosts, and meeting a master who also has a ghost pet in Myanmar, he is naturally convinced of Yang Zimei's words.
Yang Zimei smiled and pointed to the chicken leg next to him.
The chicken leg was originally scorching hot, but now there is only one shape without any aroma.
He couldn't help but spit out his tongue.
"Give you a chicken leg, I'll eat you later." Yang Zimei shoved the chicken leg on the plate to him, picking up a chicken wing and choking.
She is beautiful and white, with a graceful temperament, like a fairy walking out of a picture scroll. Now she is holding a slightly scorched chicken wing in a firework, and it is a bit of a ruin.
Yang Zimei is also not pretentious. She eats quite fragrant and sweet, and enjoys the strong taste bud feeling brought by the chicken wings ...
Therefore, in the eyes of Murong Yunqing, her expression of eating looked so sweet and cute that he wanted to pile up all the delicious things in the world for her.
He also picked up the chicken leg and lowered his head to take a bite.
He has eaten a lot of mountain and sea food, and the taste buds have already grown up.
But this roast chicken leg is quite flavorful.
This is not the point, the most important thing is that she gave him the chicken leg, and he could watch her eat.
This feeling is very different.
And Xiaoqian's side has long wiped out the aroma of its food, and is drooling and waiting for Murong Yunqing to come to the table.
Soon, Murong Yunqing ordered what was on the table.
"Give my little ghost first!" Yang Zimei unceremoniously picked out one item from each plate and put it in Xiao Qian's plate.
Murong Yunqing naturally had no opinion, but just watched the food in a novel way without any aroma instantly.
Yang Zimei ate a few more things and came up full, while Xiao Qian was already holding his stomach and panting, it was so cute.
"Yes, how good is Miss Yang recently?" Murong Yunqing was speechless.
"Well, okay." Yang Zi nodded.
"Have you ever met him?"
"He? Who is he?" Yang Zimei asked in confusion.
"Dragons go by the sky." When Murong Yunqing said the name, the expression became a little dignified, with a touch of awe and fear in his eyes, as if he was talking about a terrible name.