not a monster

"" Feng Wuli chatted with the man for a while. The man's name was Du Kele, a northerner, and his wife's name was Yu Youhe. She came here with him to open a private restaurant.

He is the boss and the chef.

And they were related people. The Youhuang in the shadow was reminding him that the two creatures in front of him were more dangerous. As soon as Feng Wuli got the message from Youhuang, the owner of the private kitchen nodded sheepishly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it. We are indeed not ordinary people."

"That's right...but there's nothing to apologize for."

The little girl sitting next to him at the front desk snorted: "Because he is a pug monster who knows how to apologize to people all day long. I will regret marrying you. Du Cola, you are a super, super coward." "

Hearing a fourteen-year-old girl say, "I regret marrying you," was quite a shock to Feng Wuli, but considering that she was not a human being, it was still acceptable.

The man was a little depressed: "You can't say that to me."

"Are you a monster?" Feng Wuli didn't realize it.

"No, I am human, but she is a monster."

He smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch the little girl's cheek. The angry little wife punched her in the waist with a straight fist. Yu Youhe looked at his expression of no remorse. He was so angry that he took something out of his trouser pocket. A gun was produced.

A small water gun.

"Surrender, surrender, don't yell at me, I don't have any clothes to change now." Du Kele was ashamed and followed suit with an unreasonable explanation:

"She is an elf. Well, are there monsters like elves here? Anyway, they are a very amazing creature. She said so herself."

The little girl raised the gun again, with an unkind expression on her face: "It seems that your surrender was not sincere at all."

Just as Feng Wuli was about to say something, a bicycle stopped suddenly outside the hotel, and a certain whirlwind girl got off the bicycle.

Chifu had a side ponytail today, she was wearing the new clothes she bought a few days ago, and she was still wearing those skateboard shoes. She was sliding around when she walked. When she walked in, she found that Feng Wuli was there, and she was a little strange: " Why are you here?"

"My classmates and I are coming over for dinner."

Chifu was alert, a pair of cute dog ears seemed to stand up on his little head, and his nose turned into a puppy nose: "Eating? What to eat? What dishes did you order?"

"Xie Jieshu is there, go and sit down." A shadow like her can eat as many meals a day as she wants.

"I didn't say I wanted to eat." She remained reserved.

"Chifu, come here quickly." The little girl at the front desk called.

The boss looked at his little wife and his new friends with a smile, and returned to the kitchen with the menu.

Feng Wuli was indeed curious and looked at Chi Fu: "Do you know each other?"

Yes, Chifu rides her bicycle around the streets all day long. She is a complete wanderer. It is no surprise that she knows everyone in the cultural street.

"Yu Youhe is a novelist, and the novels she writes are really good." Chifugi slid over, squeezed Feng Wuli away, and went to sit behind the front desk.

"Have you finished writing the second volume?"

"Look at this, I wrote this this week."

"so many!"

"You were the first to see it, so be grateful." The little girl looked extremely proud.

Chifugi had a serious face and took it with both hands as if he had found a treasure.

She is now an Internet-addicted girl. She reads online novels on her mobile phone every night. Feng Wuli suspects that the reason why they made friends was also because of novels.

Seeing the two little girls of similar appearance and age discussing the plot on the paper, they laughed a little, didn't care anymore, and went back to sit next to Xie Jieshu.

Chifugi is still looking at the first manuscript. Although Uo Yuga seems to be about the same age as her, he can already write a very exciting novel. She has been following the first volume, and she met Chiwagi by chance two weeks ago. Only then did he realize that the proprietress of the newly opened restaurant in Cultural Street was the author of the book he was chasing. Feng Wuli went back and sat down, chatting with them about the finals, and everyone's confessions were consistent.

Now I haven’t studied any subjects.

Me too, I feel like I'm going to fail and don't know what to study.

I was ready to come back and make up the exam, but I failed.

A table full of school bitches.

After an unknown amount of time, the food finally started to be served. Chifu's skateboard shoes slid over like a ghost. When Feng Wuli stood up to pick up some food, she came out from nowhere and sat next to Xie Jieshu.

"The last dish is Sixi Meatballs."

"The boss's skills are great!" Zheng Chuanbo praised with a thumbs up.

“I’d love to help spread the word more!”

"It's a must! Where is the boss from? This dish looks like something from Guangfu."

"Northerners."

Xie Jieshu was also surprised: "This is Cantonese food, right? Northerners make Cantonese food so well."

The boss laughed and said, "I used to be an apprentice and learned all kinds of dishes."

There were too many Feng Wuli classmates on the table, and Chifuli was quite reserved, and it was not easy to stand up and stretch out her chopsticks to pick them. Feng Wuli could judge from the position and time of her eyes, and then gave her a piece.

Occasionally, Xie Jieshu would pinch her, but all of them were plastic sisters. Xie Jieshu could accurately pinch broccoli, green peppers and other things that Chifu didn't like to eat.

Chifu also has a way to deal with it. She will put the food she doesn't like into Feng Wuli's bowl as if it's nothing.

This sister-in-law was becoming less and less polite to him now, and Feng Wuli still missed the thin-skinned store manager Chifu who could become impatient with just a little teasing.

Feng Wuli felt that the people at this table were all talkative. They thought the food was delicious and had no time to talk during the meal. However, Feng Wuli also felt that the boss' cooking skills were indeed good.

The meal lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were no classes in the afternoon. Feng Wuli was going to go back to visit the store, and the students had to go back to the library to review.

There was a cold wind blowing on the street. When he opened the door of the hotel, the biting Siberian cold air came into close contact with his skin from the collar of his clothes. Feng Wuli tightened his collar and led Chifu back.

"Ahe, I'm going back."

The little girl at the front desk nodded. Feng Wuli felt that she was always very proud, as if she had a great look on her face. However, her posture was always upright, without any deformation, and her manners and temperament were the same as those of the ladies, giving people a good impression. A truly noble look.

"Have you made a new friend?" Feng Wuli tugged on the little girl's side ponytail, feeling that Chifu was very suitable for such a hairstyle, full of youthful vitality.

"I also want to go back and write a novel." Chifu said seriously.

"Write it yourself?"

Chifugi nodded thoughtfully, and Yuyouga enlightened her. In fact, writing novels is not difficult. Isn't it just making up stories? She has read so many books, there is no reason why she can't write them... She suddenly turned on the wind in a bad mood. Unreasonable hands: "Don't pull my braid."

Feng Wuli felt that such a conversation was quite youthful and energetic, so he straddled the bicycle and said, "Come up."

The store manager Chifugi burped and followed.

"What novel do you think I should write?"

"Who knows you."

(End of this chapter)