National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 166 (Part [-])
Now that the decision has been made, Wen Qiao will not worry about this matter anymore. Her always optimistic attitude will never let her indulge in sad things for too long.

Facts are always facts, no matter how anxious and hopeful she is, it is impossible to affect the result.

Instead of waiting here worrying about gains and losses, she might as well do something meaningful.

For example, the small restaurant that will open soon is something she has been looking forward to for a long time. Although she no longer needs a small restaurant to maintain her food and clothing like she did back then, she is still excited, and she has to make good preparations for everything. Because of the daily business hours and the number of tables in her small restaurant, it is doomed that it is impossible to buy a large amount of food. Therefore, she did not sign a contract with a fixed food supplier, but planned to go to the market every day to choose, what is fresh, what is made on the day dishes.

When a new store opens, no matter how small it is, it should invite some guests. Even if it doesn't need invitations, it's better to come and say something in person, even if the only person she can invite is the Bai family.

After pulling it off like this, she has a lot of things to do next.

Wen Qiao was full of fighting spirit and ready to get busy, but she was still thinking about the entanglement just now.

Seeing Wen Qiao's expression, Xie Zhen was relieved a lot, but he was still afraid that she would force her to smile. In order to make Wen Qiao happy, he turned back into a cat master and tried his best to show off his cuteness. Giggling and laughing, I was completely relieved.

How could Wen Qiao not know what Xie Zhen was thinking? Although she really wanted to tell him, if she thought too much, she had a strong heart and wouldn't be hit by a small matter, but when faced with the fluffy hair that came to her door, , Talking is simply superfluous, I'm sorry for myself if I don't masturbate, I was so excited that I was buried in my belly, and then I made two big red faces.

This game that Wen Qiao has always loved, has never been played like this since Master Cat was exposed.

Master Cat: "I was very embarrassed before, but now I am shy and looking forward to it. What's the matter? And the commotion in the body, does it mean that he is about to become an adult?"

Yes, our cat master is not yet an adult. The lifespan of a demon is different from that of a human. The human form is already youthful.

Wen Qiao: "The tactile sensation is so good that she has touched it again for such a long time... I really admire my perseverance."

After sighing in her heart, Wen Qiao couldn't help being a little bit aggrieved. It was obviously her cat. She used to masturbate, so she wouldn't feel burdened by masturbating casually, but now...

Maybe the next time a guy saves a marriage, she can consider agreeing to take a look.

That way, this guy could literally be her cat.

Although it seemed immoral to sell oneself for the sake of cats, Wen Qiao really couldn't resist the temptation of Fuzzy.

I don't know whether Xie Zhen would be dumbfounded or overjoyed if he knew that Wen Qiao, whom he had been unable to attack for a long time, was ready to agree to his marriage proposal just because of his fluffy body in monster form.

But this was just an assumption, Xie Zhen didn't know what Wen Qiao was thinking, so naturally he missed a great chance to propose.

"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao, look quickly, there is actually a wealth gathering talisman in this small shop, how about I buy one for you and hang it in the shop?"

Mo Shaojun bowed his head for a long time, and as soon as he raised his head and stretched his neck, he saw Wen Qiao who was walking down with Master Cat in his arms, and immediately waved his arms excitedly to call out.

Hearing this, Wen Qiao accepted Mo Shaojun's kindness with a smile. The wealth-gathering talisman is a good omen. It's difficult for him to go to an online store and think about himself, so he said:

"The small building will open tomorrow, and I will give you a place."

Although Wen Qiao's small shop opened, there was no restriction on the number of people who could enter, and there was no class distinction, but everyone would have relatives and estrangements. On the first day of opening, the people Wen Qiao personally invited came to the door by himself. For different guests, the dishes are definitely not the same.

Therefore, Mo Shaojun, who knew the effects of Wen Qiao's spiritual food, naturally knew how precious this quota was.

This fortune-gathering talisman is so worth it!

Mo Shaojun, who was extremely excited, lowered his head and met Master Cat who was rolling his eyes at Wen Qiao in his arms. He couldn't help itching and stretched out his hand to touch the top of Master Cat's head.

Then in the next second, a hook with a cold light popped out of Mr. Cat's pink and tender cushion, and after a few swipes, it scratched the back of Mo Shaojun's hand into a tennis racket, which completely made him understand why Hua'er It's so red, a cat with an owner can't touch it!
"Ow—"

With a howl, the pained Mo Shaojun even threw his cell phone out, but he didn't dare to argue with the cat master. After practicing martial arts for so many years, he couldn't hide from the cat master's claws. Can this cat be normal?

Sure enough, no one who has a relationship with Uncle Xie is ordinary. The wife that Uncle Xie finds is a strange person, and the spiritual food he makes can make people break through. of.

Into essence——

Smash it, smash it, Mo Shaojun thought of this possibility, his eyes that were tearing from the pain froze, and his whole body just stood there stupidly like a rusty robot.

It can not be?
There are ghosts in the world, why can't there be demons?

Swallowing with difficulty, he rubbed his stiff neck. After Mo Shaojun figured it out, his whole body became active in an instant, and he flattered Master Cat, "Master Cat, why do you eat small fish? No, there is Qiao Joe’s craftsmanship is here, even if I buy something, you won’t eat it, so if you want anything, just tell me, I was reckless, I shouldn’t touch your head just now.”

It was the goblin's head. He was so daring that he dared to reach out and touch it.

Mo Shaojun was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry, but now is not the time, the first priority is to keep the cat demon from getting angry. His hands were so cheap back then, no matter what he touched, he didn't scare him to death when he touched the boss.

And Xie Zhen was directly confused by Mo Shaojun's reaction. He has known this kid for more than ten years, how could he never know that this kid is actually generous, and he is not angry when he is scratched, but laughs instead. With a flattering face... Fuck, goosebumps can't help but pop out.

When he looked at Mo Shaojun again, his eyes were a little cold. He would never admit that this bastard with a fake smile was his friend.

You know, back then, when Mo Shaojun dealt with his own father, he didn't even blink his eyes!

Wen Qiao let out a chuckle, always thinking that the expression of this person and cat was too amusing.

It was her laugh that broke the embarrassment, Mo Shaojun, who realized that he seemed to be a little too flattering, scratched his head in embarrassment, so as not to resist the urge to cover his face, he struggled with his face Said, "I said that I am actually a cat lover, Jojo, do you believe me?"

Wen Qiao shook her head seriously and replied, "No, you don't act like a cat lover at all, but like a masochist!"

"Ow—my image!"

Since Mo Shaojun came to the small building and met Xie Zhen and Wen Qiao who had influenced his life, he has never held back his image. Compared with his strength, his face is nothing. I have to say that Mo Shaojun Some aspects are still very similar to Xie Zhen, otherwise, they have been friends for more than ten years, although Xie Zhen has never recognized Mo Shaojun.

Mo Shaojun's howling completely enlivened the atmosphere, and he laughed a lot. When Wen Qiao took the medicine box and treated Mo Shaojun's wound, the matter was over.

After Wen Qiao tidied things up, he hugged Master Mao and prepared to go to Bai's house, leaving the general and Mo Shaojun alone to guard the door in the small building.

The general was not a talkative person, so he asked him to watch the door, so he hugged a teapot and sat on the Eight Immortals table by the window, looking at the crowd outside the window in a daze, like a lifeless, delicate-looking statue.

This made Mo Shaojun, who wanted to ease the relationship with him, feel that he had nowhere to start. After planning for a long time, he didn't dare to strike up a conversation.

Then he found the cell phone he had thrown out earlier, and found a sunny place to sit down. Although the weather is still hot, since he drank that pot of tea and was tossed and killed half his life, he There was a cold feeling in his body. Although he was healed by Wen Qiao's glass of juice in the end, he still subconsciously liked to look for places with heat sources to stay.

Originally, he wanted to continue chatting with the shopkeeper of Taobao, after all, it would be nice to know another capable person. However, the shopkeeper who was chatting with him just now is not online now. He became bored, after a series of shocks this day, he couldn't calm down at all, and he didn't even want to play the games he liked before, so he could only sit there in a daze.

When this person is in a daze, he likes to think wildly. Mo Shaojun, whose IQ is on the line, suddenly remembered that Xie Zhen went upstairs with Wen Qiao, but only she and Master Mao came down, and only she and Master Mao went out. ?
(End of this chapter)