National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 487

So no matter how unwilling Lao Shanmao was, after meeting a nephew who couldn't understand his expression and was very aggressive, he would have to be carried away in the end. He didn't even have time to say goodbye and contact him.

The general's face is refreshed, and the leisure time without outsiders' disturbance is the most appropriate.

A few days ago, some diners saw that he was always looking after the store alone. Whether he was playing computer or doing other things, he could only occupy the tables and chairs used by diners. He looked hard, as if there was no place to rest If not, the partner gave him a reclining chair.

Although the general minister can buy this item himself, but he can't stand it. This is not the intention of the diners. Although he felt quite confused when he received it, and he didn't realize that he needed it, but he was still very happy in his heart.

Later, after trying the comfort of lying on the door to bask in the sun, the general fell in love with this reclining chair even more. When he was free, he could hold a tablet and lie at the door for a whole day.

Of course, the premise is that no uninterested people keep disturbing him.

After Wen Qiao went out for a walk and came back, what he saw was the general who was basking in the sun like a peach blossom in human form.

Changqing Street itself is a tourist street with personal characteristics in the ancient city. The whole street is full of various souvenirs and specialties, but this does not mean that there is no scenery. For example, this original flavor All kinds of ancient buildings, another example-some people who are more addictive than the scenery.

The general's ability alone is enough to attract people, and with such an outstanding appearance and distinctive blood-red eyes, it is almost certain that he will attract all kinds of attention.

After witnessing who knows how many young ladies who almost bumped into the tree spirit's torso walked away covering their faces in embarrassment, Wen Qiao decisively threw a mask to the general.

Wen Qiao felt that he was still very democratic. Outside of working hours, he didn't intend to intervene in the employees' leisure time, but he couldn't help but put the "charm" all over his body, so he abruptly turned the entrance of the small building into a hard-hit area. For the sake of her small building and the passers-by, Wen Qiao could only do this.

Although it's just a small mask, but with a small spell on it, people will subconsciously ignore the existence of the general, so that others can't disturb the general, and the general can't disturb others, how simple and What a worry-free way.

General Nai He has a bad taste, like a natural contradictory body, Wen Qiao concluded that this guy just likes to find trouble for nothing, so Wen Qiao was too lazy to be polite to this guy.

The general curled his lips, he didn't resist after all, he put the mask on his face, saying it was too late, but in a blink of an eye, all the ladies and sisters who were not blushing because of the general's various blush, suddenly seemed to be unable to find the target , as if something had been forgotten, after looking around blankly, he hurried past.

But Wen Qiao's brows did not relax because of this. Instead, he looked in the direction of Changqing Street with a suspicious expression on his face. Then, after a while, there was a commotion over there, as if something had happened, with ordinary people An invisible black-gray air machine floated out from the crowd, quickly outlining the appearance of a middle-aged woman.

Wen Qiao was far away from the intersection, but she had a strong sense of consciousness, so she could see clearly without any effort.

"This is already the seventh accident that I know of today."

(End of this chapter)