"It's okay, please give me a gift."

There are few such interesting guests, Gwen smiled and then worked on his own affairs.

The guest sat down, but did not wait calmly, but tried to use gestures to attract Poluo's attention.

Xiaohong, who were familiar with the work process, was unmoved when she knew that she would start business later. But when those who had just arrived, they wanted to go over when they saw someone greeting him, but Xiaohong called him and honestly finished the food in the basin.

Without attracting Poluo, the guest said to himself: "I will pass by here where I work. The greatest pleasure every day is to drink a cup of milk tea here after finishing my day's work. That was the most satisfying moment of my day."

"I also like to drink milk tea, so I need to add two pearls!" As long as the other party likes milk tea, Gwen has endless things to say.

"I'm casual, mainly because I like the atmosphere here... Other cafes are too quiet. I just order the order and leave. Only here can let me sit down and pass the time. Just looking at Poluo, I feel my mood has been healed."

"Then you should come back in the afternoon, there are no one now." Gwen looked around and he was the only customer here.

"I will do it again then, if I'm not punished to work overtime for being late."

"Ah? So you came here by skipping work!"

...

The popularity of Poluo Cafe has recovered well. Not to mention the customer who came early, there were already ten groups of customers in the first hour. Zell also felt at ease and sat down on the sofa with a newspaper.

I opened the group chat and was thundered as soon as I entered.

The King of Defeated: The living person may seek to live in vain or die generously. In the end, it will be meaningless. I will meet her again.

The King of Defeated: She is at the end of the black fog, waiting tall and flat. My queen, my lover, my heart as broken as scorched earth.

The King of Defeated: @ Isulde, my lover. Her death also took away Foyego. The King of Defeated came from then on.

The King of Defeated: Forever loses my love, and keeps my eyes at the defecation.

The King of Defeated: @Yesuld, why are you hiding from me?

Zell frowned. Foyego has been flooding the screen since last night, while Isuld just replied a few times and ignored him. He is still stubbornly trying to get to the present.

Poluo Muzhe: Stop brushing, swipe the ban again. If you don’t look at what time now, will you not sleep with others?

Fate: Who is this person? He crazily harasses others as soon as he joins the group. Do he really treat himself as a character?

The King of Defeated: A lowly mortal! How dare I point fingers at the King. I will take her back from the blood of death, no one can disobey, even if it is fate!

Destiny is the nickname of Drizzt and Grayfos. It seems that they are talking for the first time, but they don’t know who is talking now.

Foyego's behavior is like a pervert who catches female members and calls their wives hard as soon as they enter the group. It is indeed quite annoying. Those who know him are embarrassed to run away. Those who don't know him will only think that this person is sick from second place. This time, even the two brothers who usually dive and don't talk can't stand it anymore.

Poluo Shepherd: You are right, he is indeed a king.

Fate withdrew a message because there were typos.

Poluo Shepherd: He was just a king a thousand years ago.

Fate: You damn it, can you finish your words at once...

Fate: Harm! I said there is no king, it’s just that a big resentment is ill in the group.

The King of Defeated: Kamavia has long been returned to the dust. But in that ruin, your and my throne is immortal.

[The Defeated King was banned by the group leader for 24 hours]

[The King of Defeated is now renamed as the Big Resentment]

Poluo Shepherd: I want your queen to find it by yourself. Can you find it by talking in the group?

On the broken throne of Shadow Island, looking at such cold words, Foyego angrily rubbed the paper piece, but found that he could not send a word, and kneaded the paper into a ball and fell to the ground angrily.

He inserted his finger into his messy hairline, swung the sword of the devastated king and cried out loud, and black mist poured out from his empty chest.

"Why, everyone doesn't understand my determination to meet you again!"

"It turns out...love is the deepest sin!"

Soon, he cheered up again, drew his sword and turned into black mist and rushed forward, and his voice echoed throughout the Shadow Island.

"Isuld, wait for me, I'll meet you again soon."

Before the hall was quiet for a while, Foyego appeared again and took a box of snacks from the throne.

"I almost forgot about this. Poluo dim sum is almost finished feeding. When will the next batch be delivered?"

In April, every time I catch a hidden secret, I hide it very secretly. If it weren’t for Poluo dim sum, it wouldn’t have come out at all.

What do you think forced a king to be like this? It's the fucking Poluo snack!

If he had endless Poluo snacks, would he leave him in April?

He was like this, and he just hoped that the other party could understand his hints and quickly sent him Poluo snacks.

After Foyego left, the group chat continued.

Good luck won't favor fools: What happened just now?

Changgong: If I had no misunderstanding, it should be that the decayed king could not find the queen and cried and made a fuss in the group.

Good luck won't favor fools: Oh ~

Good luck won't favor fools: @天天天, Foyego - Crying.jpg

Isuld:...

Isuld: I'm here [Picture]

Zell looked at the pictures posted by Isuld. It was dark all around, and he could only see a circle of gray sky above his head.

Poluo Shepherd: Is this in the well?

Isuld: No, it's in a clay pot.

Poluo Shepherd:...

For the whole of Hynia, there were tens of thousands of clay pots like this, and Zell suddenly understood the pain of Foyego.

...

During the lunch break, Roy did not go to the rest room to take a nap. She gave the room to Gwen, and she lay on the sofa and fell asleep on Zell's thighs.

Poluo followed them to the habit of taking a nap, and returned to the nest to sleep after lunch. Xiaolu's sleeping position is becoming more and more bold, and she is performing French military salutes with her feet facing the sky, revealing the love on her belly. Even if the others are not sleepy, they will not make noise. They either lick each other quietly, or look at the pedestrians passing by the street, looking forward to the sunny area.

The quiet afternoon was warm, feeling the heavy weight on her legs, and the sleepy Zel gradually closed her eyes.

But this tranquility did not last long and was broken by the guests who suddenly visited.

Hearing the footsteps of metal scratching the floor, Roy suddenly woke up and sat down...

A guest in a cloak stood at the door and saw her lifting her cloak and revealing the metal face, Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

I almost thought it was the one who came.

"Oliana, come in and sit."

Oriana casually found a table to sit down. Roy wanted to pour her a glass of water, but looked at her mechanical body and could only smile awkwardly: "Sorry, you can't even drink our drinks."

"It's me who should be sorry. I should have come with Clockwork Polo..." Oriana's tone did not fluctuate at all, but an ominous meaning came from it.
Chapter completed!