"By the way, Ye Zi, what's your fiancé's name?" Chu Qiao started gossiping while chewing delicious suckling pork.

Leng Hongye looked shy and slowly uttered three words: "Cheng Shimei."

"Puff——" All the rice that Chu Qiao took into her mouth spurted out. The victim was Hei Feng, who was sitting opposite. The perpetrator here didn't notice his perfect spray force at all.

He asked Leng Hongye, who was sitting next to him, "Ahem...what did you say? Your fiancé's name is Chen Shimei?" Then your name should be Qin Xianglian. Chu Qiao looked embarrassed.

"Well, don't worry about my fiancé now," Leng Hongye said with a black line on his face, motioning Chu Qiao to look forward: "Look ahead first."

"In front?" She turned back with a questioning look on her face, and then she saw Heifeng with rice grains on her face, and then she couldn't control herself and laughed loudly, "You...your face...is so funny.

"

Hua La La... A cold wind blew around everyone...

Then there was silence, silence on the other side of death.

"Hahaha, Miss Chu seems to like to squirt every time she eats." Situ Langming laughed three times and spoke first, breaking the awkward scene.

Xuanyuan Yue's thin lips curled up slightly, her slender fox eyes half-squinted and she said, "Indeed."

Chu Qiao, who finally put away his smile, knew that he was in the wrong. He quickly looked at Heifeng and apologized: "I'm sorry, Brother Heifeng, I didn't mean it. Are you okay?"

Alas, it may be that she sprays more frequently recently, so the distance she sprays is also farther away. No wonder people often say that practice makes perfect. It turns out that this is the case.

"It's okay." Heifeng smiled, showing a rare good temper.

Omg, the way she opened her eyes must be wrong? She closed her eyes and opened them again. She was sure that the person in front of her was Black Wind.

But why didn't he get angry? He still smiled like a nymphomaniac? Could it be that after arguing with her n times, he was deeply attracted by her charm and finally fell hopelessly under her pomegranate skirt?

Sorry everyone, she is an idol drama.

Everyone sitting here thought that Heifeng would be furious this time, but they were wrong. Instead of being furious, Heifeng had a smile on his face, wiped the rice grains from his face very calmly, and then remained calm.

He said, "You guys eat slowly, I'll wash my face first." and left the table.

A flock of crows are flying around above everyone's heads. What's going on? Is this still black wind?

Chu Qiao's inner monologue: Strange, why is he so calm? He didn't even curse anyone? Could it be that his head is temporarily deprived of oxygen?

Chu Xiaoxi's inner monologue: Fortunately, Uncle Yue and I didn't sit across from my mother.

Xuanyuan Yue's inner monologue: I want to sit across from Mr. Situ during dinner.

Situ Langming's inner monologue: Fortunately, Mr. Xuanyuan and I sit across from each other.

Leng Hongye's inner monologue: I thought Heifeng had a bad temper, and he would definitely (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ lift the table and curse people. Now it seems that it was completely my misunderstanding. He is very calm and has a good temper.

Xiao Huihui's inner monologue: No monologue, please, my dears, Xiao Huihui, I am eating a very fragrant and very fragrant sauce elbow, ah? You asked me where it came from? After thinking about it, it was gnawed in Hei Feng's hand.

That one, he threw it on the ground when he left, ouch ouch.

While everyone was confused and expressing their inner monologues, our Black Wind follower was currently in the inn's kitchen, chopping the radishes on the board with a kitchen knife as hard as he could.

Chop chop chop chop chop... In addition to the sound of chopping radish, there is also the sound of chopping radish in the kitchen.

Damn women, frivolous women, sloppy women... Hei Feng swore that even if all the women in the world died, he would not want this woman to be the young master's wife.

He chops, chops, chops... the radish turns into radish strips...

The same goes for the young master. Either the sand has blinded his eyes, or the lard has blinded his heart. What's so good about this woman? Why should he defend her everywhere? If it were in the past, the young master would not care who he killed. No, the young master has always been

He is arrogant and arrogant, so he naturally looks down on this woman. It is most likely that this woman has used some seductive trick on the young master. Well, that must be the case. Yes, that's it.

Thinking of this, he used more strength, chop chop chop chop... the radish strips turned into mashed radish... the green vegetables turned into mashed vegetables... the potatoes turned into mashed potatoes...

"Master, I...I'm afraid." The Shaohuo girl, about 17 or 17 years old, huddled in the corner, her little body trembling with fear.

"Don't... don't be afraid, the master will protect you." Chef Zhang protected the trembling Shaohuo girl behind him, and whispered in a trembling voice: "I don't know where this crazy person came from, and the family didn't take good care of it.

Isn’t this harmful?”

"Hey, is there anything else?" Heifeng finished chopping the vegetables on the side and raised his eyes to the two people hiding in the corner and asked.

"No, no more." Although Chef Zhang told himself to calm down, his body was still shaking.

"No more?" With a swish, the kitchen knife shone brightly on the knife board, showing a cautious look. Damn it, his anger was only half gone.

The cold sweat on Chef Zhang's forehead keeps breaking out, what should I do? Isn't this lunatic just trying to kill someone after he finished chopping the vegetables? Shopkeeper, I am considered to have died in the line of duty, so you must give my wife, children, and children more subsidies.

, otherwise, I, Zhang Laoer, will haunt you even if I am a ghost.

Just when Chef Zhang was resigned to his fate, Hei Feng, still angry, discovered a basket of tomatoes placed under the cutting table.

Great, he had something to vent about again. Heifeng lifted the basket of tomatoes from under the table to the table and started to chop the tomatoes...

Chop chop chop chop...the tomatoes suddenly turned into tomato puree, and the red juice flew everywhere...

When the waiter who came to get the food saw the black wind, he saw this: a man covered in blood, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and chopping things like crazy, with a perverted smile on his face.

.In a corner somewhere, Chef Zhang and the girl who was lighting the fire were huddled together and shivering. Then the man covered in blood showed his white teeth and said to him: "Great, you are here!"

Just hearing a "clang", the tray in the waiter's hand dropped to the ground due to trembling. The pupils on his face dilated due to fear. Then, his legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Waiter, what's wrong with you? Are you shaking so hard?" Hei Feng, with a puzzled look on his face, slowly walked towards the waiter holding a kitchen knife stained with red tomato juice.

"Don't... don't come here... I... I haven't married yet... I still have elderly parents to take care of..." The waiter in the shop was so frightened that he quickly crawled back with his hands. After a while, he peed all over his pants.

"Look at how cowardly you are. I won't eat you, so what are you afraid of? I just want to ask you if there are any vegetables for me to chop." Heifeng looked unhappy and didn't understand why the waiter looked like he saw a ghost.
Chapter completed!