call!!

When Feng saw Youxiang, he immediately felt a ball of flame burning in his mouth.

The surface of the cabbage roasted by fire actually produces a slightly crispy texture.

I bite through the slightly burnt layer of skin that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Scream!

The juice filled with life suddenly burst out from the little cabbage.

The burning flames and the refreshing juices, two completely different flavors linger in Feng Jianyouxiang's mouth.

Suddenly, Feng saw Youxiang as if he saw a ball of flame wrapping a small cabbage, and there was a huge palm under the flame.

I saw the flames let the big hand play with and mercy like obedient toys.

And she herself was the poor cabbage that she could play with.

Suddenly, Feng saw Youxiang as if he saw that the owner of the big hand was a giant who raised the sky, and the giant's face reflected Qian Chen's face.

The giant "Qian Chen" seemed to notice her gaze, cracked her bloody mouth, laughed, and reached out to grab her with his other hand.

Feng saw Youxiang want to resist, but the hot flames seemed to evaporate the water in her body, making her body soft and unable to move.

Feng Jian Youxiang could only watch a huge palm grabbing him.

Can't resist, can't hide...

In reality, Qian Chen was stunned when he saw Feng Jian Youxiang finish eating a piece of cabbage, as if he was motionless like a stone sculpture.

Then her cheeks began to become congested, and a lot of sweat came out of her forehead. She kept trembling, as if she was trying hard to endure something.

"You still..."

Qian Chen asked subconsciously, but the last "good" had not yet been asked.

Feng Jian Youxiang suddenly raised his head, and his pupils were already scarlet and red at this moment, as if they were faintly shining with a hideous red light.

Then she made an extremely unladying move, picked up the plate and poured all the remaining cabbage into her mouth!

After doing this, she wiped her lips very generously, and then said to Qian Chen with a sneer.

"I have to admit that I underestimated you.

I acknowledge your strength and recognize that you have the right to mating with me.

But just because of this, I also want Feng Jian Youxiang to surrender and dream!”

After saying that, Feng Jian Youxiang raised her chest proudly and walked towards the restaurant gate.

Just now, he looked like he was at the mercy of others. In a blink of an eye, he pushed open the door and left as if nothing had happened.

Feng Jian Youxiang's operation was dazzling and Qian Chen was completely confused.

It was not until Feng saw Youxiang's back completely disappearing outside the gate that Qian Chen came to his senses.

A hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

Before this, his food was always good. Anyone who had tasted the food he made bowed to his cooking skills and let him ask for it.

He is not a saint, and he will inevitably feel a little arrogant in his heart if he goes on forever.

Feng saw Youxiang's "Dream" sound, and he woke him up like a bell.

With his cooking skills now far from being arrogant, he must be upright and climb to the peak of higher cooking skills!

Whether diners will be tempted by delicious food is only related to the other party's willpower and Qian Chen's own cooking skills.

The diner's willpower is fixed, but his cooking skills can continue to improve.

‘The wind sees the faint fragrance, wait! Sooner or later, I will conquer you completely with my cooking skills!’

Qian Chen swears secretly in his heart.

A comparable opponent can make Qian Chen's blood boil.

Diners with tricky taste and strong taste buds also made him feel excited.

If a chef cannot make delicious food that people can’t stop, cooking skills will be meaningless!

But Qian Chen, who was full of energy, didn't know.

When Feng saw Youxiang passing through the restaurant door and returning to Fantasy Country, as soon as she stepped onto the land of Fantasy Country, her legs suddenly became weak and she fell to the ground.

At this time, her cheeks were red, and large drops of sweat were slid down the lines of her face, as if she had coated her skin with a crystal water film, adding a bit of human appearance.

Her hand almost subconsciously placed on the collar, as if it was too stuffy and wanted to untie the collar, but just as she unbuttoned a button, Feng saw the red pupils of Youxiang's eyes suddenly flashed through her.

She bit her lips hard, and scarlet blood immediately flowed down the corners of her lips.

Taking advantage of the severe pain, she finally stopped her subconscious action of taking off her clothes.

After half an hour, Feng saw Youxiang slowly stood up from the ground.

She buckled the unbuttoned buttons back, patted the stains on the red plaid skirt, and then looked in the direction of the restaurant door with lingering fear.

"Really, Yakumo Sui found this little ghost from where. The dishes she made were so delicious, and I almost surrendered to him completely.

I, Feng, even if I die, I will never surrender to others!”

Feng Jian Youxiang said this on her mouth, but it seemed as if she was savoring the delicious food she had just eaten, and subconsciously licked her lips.

She felt a flame burning in her body.

It was not a humble mating desire like desire, but a deeper, more intoxicated, and more terrifying, as if it had ignited her soul.

This is not her illusion. After returning to Fantasy Country, Feng Jian Youxiang became the powerful and arrogant "Tyrant of Flowers", but the flame still did not dissipate.

In contrast, the magic power that was far more powerful than before was surging in her body.

She now urgently needs to vent this magic power and the flames in her soul!

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and several newspapers with large fonts of "Wenwen News" were printed by her.

Feng Jian Youxiang subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the newspaper.

Just glanced at Feng saw that the charming expression on Youxiang's face disappeared instantly, and then he showed an extremely bloodthirsty and manic smile, murmured.

"Haha, I really come whatever I think. I'm going to have the venting tools to come to my door."

As soon as Feng Jian Youxiang finished speaking, her people disappeared.

boom!

A loud bang came, and a meteorite crater appeared on the ground again, and a few circle-shaped clouds formed by sonic booms and an extremely excited and bloodthirsty scream were added in the sky.

"Paparazzi, come on your own!!"

Let’s not mention a dedicated journalist who uses his life to publish gossip news.

Shortly after Feng Jian Youxiang left.

The restaurant gate was pushed open again, and two figures of a man and a woman walked in.

The man was a bald black man about thirty years old and slightly fat.

The woman is also about thirty years old, with a square face and blonde hair, completely lacking the softness that women should have. Instead, she looks like a well-trained female warrior, wearing a dark green tight diving suit.
Chapter completed!