Bo Shuo doesn't even need to look at the chair Xi Guici points to. As soon as he hears these words, he knows that there is a lot of bad water hidden in it.
The position Xi Guici pointed to must be separated from other people, and he was the only one sitting next to him.
Bo Shuo didn't point out his little thoughts. With a thought, the wooden chair that was originally turned into powder suddenly returned to its original form.
Xi Guici was naturally able to feel this change, and the smile on his lips suddenly became smaller.
For him, this change is naturally something he doesn't want to see.
It's not that he doesn't like Bo Shuo's behavior, but he can't bear the meaning behind it.
This is just a small move, but it proves that Bo Shuo fully accommodates Yi Rong.
Damn it.
He was able to occupy a position with Mr. Bo.
Damn damn...
Xi Guici cursed crazily in his heart, feeling that his heart was almost boiling with sadness, but on the outside he still maintained his gentle appearance.
"Mr. Bo."
He stepped forward, trying to pull the two of them apart.
Xi Guici is naturally inferior to Yi Rong in terms of strength, but it is not said that they must fight, and they can also use dirty tricks in other places.
Xi Guici deliberately squeezed into the two of them, and then completely separated Yi Rong.
But this move obviously had no effect. The moment Xi Guici came over, Bo Shuo glanced at him. Xi Guici restrained his actions the moment he met Bo Shuo's eyes.
He has a harmless smile on his face, but in his heart there is a huge contrast.
But he didn't make any move to disobey Bo Shuo's order. He could only reluctantly take two steps back and change his position.
Everyone else had the foresight to see it, so they started today's plan without further delay.
Make a fire when it's time to make a fire, and grill the meat when it's time to make the barbecue.
Sang Yu's movements were the most agile, and he quickly came forward with several skewers that were full of color, flavor and flavor.
The beef was sprinkled with Chili Powder cumin, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Finally, it was garnished with a little Scallion Flower, and it was still hot when it was handed to Bo Shuo's side.
"Mr. Bo."
Sang Yu came to the side of Bo Shuo. Bo Shuo took a few skewers from her hand and took a bite.
Then he said, "Your craftsmanship is really good."
Hearing Bo Shuo's words, Sang Yu's face did not waver at all, but Bo Shuo felt that her eyes suddenly lit up, and the hair standing on top of her head shook again and again.
"Mr. Bo, I'm going to bake some more."
Her movements when turning around were a little more cheerful.
In the whole place, only Sang Yu works quickly and neatly, and can do everything well. The skewers he makes are so fragrant that people almost devour them with their tongues.
Gu Baiyu is undoubtedly the most comfortable among these people. He is carefree and remains comfortable even around Bo Shuo.
Compared with others who were scrupulous, he let go too much. After saying a simple hello to Bo Shuo, Shou Shou squatted next to Sang Yu's grill, eagerly watching Sang Yu's smooth movements.
My mouth is almost watering as I wait.
Seeing Sang Yu bake another batch, Gu Baiyu stepped forward and got close to Sang Yu.
"Sister, I want to eat too."
Sang Yu heard this and looked at him alertly, then hid the skewers back again and again, protecting the skewers in his hands.
"If you want to bake it yourself, this is Mr. Bo."
Most people would run away in embarrassment after hearing this, but Gu Baiyu didn't feel embarrassed at all and stared at the skewers behind Sang Yu.
Sang Yu looked like a scoundrel who would not leave until Sang Yu gave him some skewers. While blocking the way, he was still swallowing his saliva and praising Sang Yu for how delicious the barbecue was.
Sang Yu was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to worry that the kebabs in his hands would get cold and not taste good.
If something gets cold, you can't give it to Mr. Bo.
With these thoughts, Sang Yu took the skewers in his hand to the front, then picked out the smallest skewer and handed it over.
"Just this one, I won't give you any more."
Gu Baiyu was guarded by her like a wolf, a little unwilling to give in, but knowing that this was her last concession, she smiled bitterly, took a bunch of Sang Yu's and started eating.
Bo Shuo didn't need to look here to know what was happening. Suddenly a hand tentatively touched Bo Shuo's hand at his side.
Bo Shuo tilted his head subconsciously, and saw Yi Rong still staying silently beside him, but he just raised his hand and started to grab his hand.
Bo Shuo didn't refuse, so he slowly took hold of her, and then slowly tightened his grip.
From the moment he walked in, Yi Rong seemed like a transparent person. He showed no special emotions and was like a ghost with no sense of existence.
Of course, this is only for Bo Shuo. For others, His presence is terrifyingly high.
Even Gu Baiyu, who is very nervous, can't help but be a little afraid at this moment, and he doesn't even dare to look.
This is Supreme God. How could he have had this condition before?
Being able to see Supreme God, even if it may just be a small mimicry now.
But if Lost Paradise other candidates or other beings knew about it, they would definitely not believe it.