Bibi Dong held up the skewer, bowed slightly, and handed it over reverently.
There was a hint of just the right amount of distress in those beautiful purple eyes that turned all living beings upside down.
"Senior."
Her voice was so soft and waxy, it made people's hearts melt.
"You have been busy for a long time, and we have all eaten it, but you haven't even tasted it yourself."
"You should eat this last bunch while it's hot to satisfy your stomach."
As soon as these words came out.
"Boom!"
Ghost Douluo felt like something exploded in his head.
His whole body froze in place, and his mind went blank.
Damn it?
How else could it be like this?!
He looked at the bare sign in his hand, and then at Bibi Dong's face with "sensible" written all over it. His handsome face was instantly ashamed.
It's over, just go and eat by yourself!
Damn it, why didn't I think of that!
This is a God-given opportunity to please your seniors!
On the other side, Chrysanthemum Douluo was so regretful that her orchid fingers were trembling.
He calls himself Spirit Hall's number one "social butterfly" and is the best at observing people's emotions. How come at this most critical moment, he was shown off by His Holiness the Pope!
Damn it! She got ahead of me!
Lin Feng looked at the skewers handed to him, and then glanced at Bibi Dong.
This woman really knows how to get things done.
Look at this vision.
"I'm determined."
Lin Feng was naturally not pretentious, so he reached out and took it.
He took a bite.
That's what it tastes like!
The crispy outer skin burst open, the hot gravy mixed with spices exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the overbearing aroma went straight to Tianling Gai.
Comfortable.
Lin Feng just tasted it here, and Bibi Dong on the opposite side almost stopped breathing.
After seeing Lin Feng actually eat the skewers she handed over, her beautiful purple eyes that turned all living beings upside down suddenly brightened up astonishingly.
The whole person was so excited that some people thought that Lin Feng had just agreed to her proposal.
It wasn't until Lin Feng swallowed it slowly that he calmly opened his mouth.
"The taste is okay and the craftsmanship has not deteriorated."
He paused and then said, "I just always feel... short of soul."
Lack of soul?
Everyone was stunned.
This is so delicious that it makes you want to swallow it, but it still lacks soul? So what is the taste that really has soul?
Before they could figure it out, Lin Feng had already wandered over to a large wooden barrel half as tall as a man next to it.
He picked up a large glass and turned on the faucet on the barrel.
"Gurgling..."
The golden, foaming liquid instantly filled the cup, and a cold malt aroma spread out.
Lin Feng raised his head and took a big sip.
"Ha--"
He breathed out a sigh of relief, and a smile of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart appeared on his face that no one had ever seen before.
"Well, that's right."
Everyone's eyes were locked on the big glass in Lin Feng's hand.
What is that?
The golden liquid, topped with a layer of snow-white foam, exudes an unprecedented refreshing aroma.
Just smelling it made their souls tremble.
What's more important is the expression on the senior's face.
It was... pure, heartfelt enjoyment and satisfaction.
This was more real and stronger than the emotions he showed when he tasted any dish!
This being, who can express his emotions and anger, can show such an expression...
No one dared to ask.
But in everyone's heart, there is a flame called "desire" ignited.
Lin Feng shook the half glass of beer in his hand and raised his chin towards Bibi Dong.
The meaning is obvious: you want some too?
Bibi Dong looked at him, her pretty face flushed inexplicably, and she nodded shyly.
Lin Feng is wondering.
Are you blushing like a bubble teapot? Isn't it just a glass of beer?
However, the next second, he was confused.
I saw Bibi Dong walking lightly in front of him, and then...
Then he stretched out his slender hand and took the cup he just drank from directly from his hand!
Lin Feng:"?"
All Douluo: "???"
The air is dead silent at this moment.
Everyone's movements froze, their eyes widened, staring at the cup in Bibi Dong's hand.
There's still senior's... saliva on it, right?
Under the gazes of more than a dozen people who looked like electric discharges, Bibi Dong's cheeks were so red that they looked like they could bleed.
But there was no hesitation in her actions.
She raised her wine glass, lightly opened her red lips, and accurately...
It's printed on the rim of the cup where Lin Feng just drank.
Seeing this scene, everyone's brains collectively shut down.
"Gudu."
The moment the cold wine slid into his throat, Bibi Dong felt a golden lightning strike from Tianling Gai to his heels.
Everyone felt numb.
The greasy feeling from eating skewers before was instantly washed away by a torrent of coolness with a peculiar wheat aroma.
Her noble and cold purple eyes were wide open at this moment.
So... delicious!
Bibi Dong didn't care about his shyness, raised his white neck again, and drank the remaining half of the beer in one go!
"Tons! Tons! Tons!"
A drop of golden wine slipped down her smooth chin and sank into the deep collar.
The eyes of the people with the title Douluo around me almost popped out.
After drinking the last drop, Bibi Dong put down the cup with satisfaction, just trying to maintain his last dignity.
A stream of air rushed straight up from his stomach uncontrollably.
"Hiccup~~~~!"
A long, loud, and echoing burp resounded throughout the Maple Dye Pavilion door.
After burping, she even smacked her mouth twice without feeling satisfied.
"Bah chirp, bah chirp."
The atmosphere instantly solidified at this moment.
Bibi Dong froze.
The whole person, from head to toe, was completely frozen.
It's over.
These two words exploded in her mind, and everything went blank.
I...
In front of seniors... hiccupped?
Bibi Dong Now I just want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, bury myself, and not come out for a hundred years.
It took almost all her strength to control herself and not run away on the spot.
She raised her eyes, cautiously, with a hint of despair, and secretly glanced at Lin Feng.
If... if there is even the slightest trace of disgust on the senior's face...
However, Lin Feng just raised his eyebrows and had a faint smile on his lips.
"It seems you like the taste very much."
A faint sentence is like the sound of nature.
Bibi Dong The panic in his eyes instantly faded away, replaced by the ecstasy of escaping from death.
Senior... you don't hate me!
The faces of the rest of the audience showed expressions that were almost constipated.
Your Majesty, please, we are Spirit Hall after all, please pay attention to your image, okay?
In the corner, Qian Renxue's little face turned red and white, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Shame on you!
What a shame!
But then, an even more terrifying thought flashed through her mind.
Wait!
That cup just now... was the one Lin Feng-senpai drank from, right?
Bibi Dong She... what she did just now, does it count as indirect kissing?
Qian Renxue's brain buzzed and went blank.
She looked at her unsatisfactory grandfather, and then at her biological mother who had completely let herself go.
A terrifying conclusion suddenly emerged in her mind.
Broken!
Grandpa just wants to find me a step-grandmother.
My mother is... also looking for a stepfather for me!