Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

With his identity, even if he doesn't do anything, this kind of ordinary monster will not consciously produce obedience.

"I am a very small snake. I have been so small for hundreds of years." Ah Zhen spoke slowly. It was difficult for him to say these words, and he had to stop and think from time to time, "Someone gave me a pill, Said it would make me feel like a human being. He had one request, that is, to let me stay by Niang Feng's side. I don't know why he asked me to do this, but since I agreed, I will stay by her side."

"Then do you know that you are very different from normal people?"

Ah Zhen didn't speak, but there was some sadness in his eyes.

Hu Chi looked at Ah Zhen's expression and reached out to stroke his head.

"Well, I'll help you become a normal person, come with me."

When Hu Chi and Ah Zhen went out from the kitchen, they hadn't thought about how to explain it, when they heard Luo Xin holding the drumstick in one hand and saying, "Master Hu, are you feeling better now?"

Hu Chi raised his eyebrows, and responded perfunctorily: "Yes."

"My elder brother said you were drunk and you were sobering up in the kitchen." Luo Xin is good at this point, he will always answer your doubts.

Hu Chi looked at Bai Ji, who was holding a glass of wine beside Luo Xin, and he couldn't tell anything from Bai Ji's face.

But Bai Ji must have heard what he and Ah Zhen said.

Even if Bai Ji heard it, it was nothing.

Yes, nothing at all, what could there be, how could there be anything?

But he also wanted to know what he was guilty of.

Of course, he soon found out.

For example, when he sat down and reached out to take the jar of wine in front of him, the jar of wine was intercepted halfway by a hand, and the movement was natural.

Hu Chi stared at the jar of wine beside Bai Ji, and it took him a long time to realize that he should be staring at the Lord.

"Stop drinking." Bai Ji said expressionlessly.

Before Hu Chi's question could be uttered, Luo Xin echoed vaguely with something in his long ears and mouth: "Yes, Master Hu, you'd better stop drinking. You drank too much just now. We will drink too much tomorrow morning. You have to get up early, and you will have a headache again."

Luo Xiuxiu also persuaded: "Mr. Hu, you'd better stop drinking, your body is important."

Feng Niang also laughed and said, "It's true, Lao Mao may not feel it when drinking the wine he made himself, but it has a lot of stamina."

Even Ah Zhen looked up at Hu Chi and nodded.

Hu Chi was a little tired for the baby who claimed to be a thousand cups of wine in the sky.

Especially when he saw fine wine right in front of his eyes, yet he would be accused even if he stretched out his hand.

Heartache.

【My drinking capacity has been questioned because of you. 】

When Bai Ji heard this voice-transmission complaint full of grief and indignation, he just filled his wine glass again.

His nonchalant appearance made Hu Chi chew the pickled cucumber harder.

The author has something to say: Three chapters combined into one, the words are thicker and thicker~

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