Ling Luoyu widened his eyes, took his hand away, and ate it seriously: "I said Fatty, I was pretentious, I didn't say about you!"

"No...you just said...who treats this meal?!"

"You!"

Ling Luoyu bit the green vegetables and slowly stared at Ding Temple's eyes.

"This meal... was ordered by you, of course you treat me!"

"But I didn't say I wanted to treat you..."

Ding the temple was so angry.

Is there anyone so cheating?!

"Miss Ling, what you said just now... Order whatever you want!"

"Yes, I said... order whatever you want - anyway, you spend your own money..."

Ling Luoyu spit out the vegetables that he had not bitten yet.

"No, Ding Temple, what do you mean? Isn't this meal a treat for us??"

"I...who can I have the money to treat you to dinner?" Dingmiao's face turned dark.

When he was in a downfall, how could he have the extra money to treat him?

And it's such a delicacy!?

Isn’t this going to scrape out his coffin?!

"You have no money?!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his voice, as if he was afraid that others would not know, so he jumped up suddenly.

"You don't have money...you order such a big table of dishes?!"

Her loud voice instantly attracted everyone's ideas.

Especially the shop owner behind the counter is staring at the temple like a thief.

In an instant, Dingmiao blushed to his neck, his face turned red and purple and congested: "No...Miss Ling, stop shouting..."

This guy—

No one knew that she could even hear her voice!

"It's not that I shouted..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks, as if he was afraid of being involved, so he took a quick step back.

"I want to tell you that I didn't eat any food at this table..."

With a sideways glanced at Feng Chenglin on one side.

The guy Feng Chenglin was originally stuffed with a chicken leg in his mouth, revealing half of his bones, and it was just delicious.

Who knew that Ling Luoyu's scream for no reason made him completely cover up—

Third Young Master, what does this mean?

In her space, there are countless gold, everywhere. Why do you want to get trapped in the temple?!

But as he listened, he heard Ling Luoyu's meaning and guessed her original intention.

At the moment when Ling Luoyu saw it, he spit out a chicken bone and swallowed it.

"That...I just ate this chicken leg..."

Holding the chicken bones, he put them awkwardly in front of Ding Temple.

"If you really don't have money..."

As he said that, he touched his arms.

Dingmiao's eyes suddenly opened wide, looking at his hands with great anticipation.

Who knew that Feng Chenglin took out the left and right, and actually took out only one gold coin: "I don't want that... I don't want that extra one anymore, just think it's me to buy another chicken leg..."

While putting down the gold coin, he really took action again, tearing off another chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Den Temple→＿→

What do these two people mean? What are the ways?!

Intuition, these two people have obviously wrong styles!

Especially when thinking about the expressions of the two of them just now, I was sure that they had something to do with it.

"Miss Ling, Brother Feng, what are you doing..."

Who knew that Feng Chenglin seemed to have not heard it, and winked at Ling Luoyu: "You can buy some chicken wings or something for my gold coin... Do you want to come some?!"

Ling Luoyu also cooperated and picked up the dish he had picked up just now: "I want this..."


Chapter completed!