Princess Against the World

Zhao Sheng: "..."

its not right!

Why is there something wrong with this look?

It seems unfriendly and a little murderous!

Why, is he wrong to ask for water to wash the chopsticks?

"Um...I...I want water...to drink!" After mumbling for a long time, Zhao Sheng said this word.

"Drink water? That's okay!" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes calmly.

Zhao Sheng: "..."

Drink water, okay? !

What does this mean?

Doesn’t it work if it’s not drinking water?

"Drink water? Yes...but wait for it to boil. Wait, I'll help a few of you boil it right away!" The old man turned around to boil the water with a smile on his face.

Feng Chenglin bit his face and watched him leave: "Third Young Master, what are you..."

Ling Luoyu's reaction was a bit strange!

There seemed to be an indescribable reaction to this old man.

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "Eat! Just remember that your mouth is for eating!"

Feng Chenglin immediately understood what she meant——

She was warning him to talk less and eat more to avoid getting into trouble!

but--

He couldn't help but look at the old man again.

Ordinary small noodle shop, ordinary shopkeeper, ordinary small noodles.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a dangerous place!

But why is Ling Luoyu so nervous?

"Is it possible——"

He quietly aimed at Zhao Province.

"Hey, is he a descendant of our ancient ancestors?"

Zhao Sheng's face froze while he was biting the noodles, and he stretched his neck to swallow: "I...I don't know..."

Are you sick?

There was no writing on that man's face, so how could he know if that man was a descendant of ancient ancestors?

Besides, not all descendants of ancient ancestors have awakened their bloodline.

Even the descendants of ancient ancestors do not need to be so cautious!

"Bang bang bang"

Ling Luoyu tapped the bowl with his chopsticks: "Eat!"

Feng Chenglin quickly shut up and ate a bowl of noodles three or five times: "Old man, here's another bowl..."

"coming……"

The old man responded loudly and brought out three bowls of noodles and three bowls of soup.

"As the saying goes, the original soup transforms into the original food, so this noodle soup is the best...it can quench your thirst and make you feel comfortable, so you three might as well drink some noodle soup first..."

"Thank you, old man!" Ling Luoyu wiped his mouth and stood up, calmly pushing his face to Feng Chenglin: "You guys eat first, I'll go and make it easier..."

Feng Chenglin bit his noodles and slowly raised his head: "..."

It is definitely not Ling Luoyu's style to talk about the word "convenient".

How can any girl express her purpose so clearly! ?

After one glance, he immediately understood what she meant.

He bit off the noodles in his mouth and grabbed the old man who was about to turn around with one hand.

"Old man, wait a moment..."

"What's wrong, sir?" The old man folded his hands and laughed.

"It's not a big deal..." Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu's back and gestured with his head, "I just have something to ask the old man!"

"Say it, sir!"

"To be honest, I... can be regarded as someone who has eaten snacks all over the world. Just talking about this kind of pasta, there are really thousands of varieties, but... I don't know why, but none of them has the taste like yours. Zhao Sheng, do you think so?"

Zhao Sheng was holding a bowl of noodles, eating tastelessly and absent-mindedly.

After being stunned for a moment when he heard being ordered by Feng Chenglin, he nodded quickly and pretended to take a big bite: Mmmmmmm, it's delicious...it's really delicious...I've never eaten this kind...the taste is special. face! "

Go against your will or not! ?

What’s so special about this kind of noodles?