The super son-in-law of the female president

Everyone was stumped by Jiang Xinyue's question, and quickly looked at Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng felt a little embarrassed when everyone looked at him like this, but in the end he shook his head helplessly.

Zuo Feng was quite self-aware, and he didn't even plan to give it a try.

Qin Fan looked sideways at Chen Ajiao.

"Tsinghua talented girl, do you want to give it a try?"

All of them turned their eyes, as if they were waiting for Chen Ajiao's answer.

And the little girl carrying the teapot, seeing this, put the teapot in front of her neatly.

Chen Ajiao frowned slightly, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and then let the flow take the teapot on the table.

The index finger and thumb pressed the teapot, turned it casually, then lifted it up, and poured out clear and fragrant tea from the spout.

Then he drank the full cup of tea in one gulp.

He said lightly, "What's the matter? Does your store only have tea? You can't fill your stomach with water."

Shock appeared on the little girl's face, she quickly grabbed the kettle, turned it back and forth a few times to remove the lid, and checked it carefully.

After confirming that the teapot was not broken, he showed deep admiration.

Jiang Xinyue, who was sitting on the side, clapped her hands and exclaimed happily.

"Amazing! Sister Gillian is amazing!"

Chen Ajiao just calmly looked at the little girl standing beside her in a daze.

"What? Are we still starving with hunger?"

It seemed that Chen Ajiao didn't want to explain, and the little girl naturally guessed what she meant, so she nodded quickly, said a few words of apology, and then backed away.

"Understood, I'm sorry, let all the guests wait for a while, the sumptuous supper is already being prepared."

Qin Fan was wearing this colorful battle armor and sitting on the bench. He was obviously much taller than the other three.

Let's not talk about Chen Ajiao and Jiang Xinyue. Although Jiang Xinyue is a girl and tall, among the four, in terms of height, Zuo Feng should be the tallest.

With a height of 1.8 meters and nine, Wu Yanzu's appearance is indeed a bit too much.

But the limelight at this moment cannot be overwhelmed by Qin Fan.

Although Qin Fan's five-color battle armor looks very rough up close, it is really domineering when viewed from a distance.

There is even a height-increasing function. Putting on this colorful warship, Qin Fan feels that his height is 1.9 meters five, which abruptly increases by more than ten centimeters.

Moreover, the tall and mighty, powerful image of Kong Wu gives the illusion of peak combat power at first glance.

Jiang Xinyue was a little uncomfortable with Qin Fan's five-color armor, especially the arm close to the five-color armor, and felt a faint chill.

At this time of hunger and cold, I hate it from the outside.

"Your armor, can you take it off?"

Jiang Xinyue said displeased.

Qin Fan frowned slightly, originally planning to take it off, but then he remembered that when he broke free from the ruins of the ship, he tore a large piece of his jeans, especially the crotch.

If you take off this set of colorful battle armor now, wouldn't you be gone?
Moreover, this set of multicolored battle armor has brought me a lot of confidence, I haven't worn enough yet, how can I be willing to take it off now.

Qin Fan flatly refused: "Don't take it off! If you want to lie to me, there is no way!"

As soon as these words were blurted out, Jiang Xinyue was so angry that she wanted to jump up and slap Qin Fan on the spot.

But seeing the hard helmet on Qin Fan's head, he faltered again the next second.

Jiang Xinyue: "You can't take it off!"

Qin Fan: "If I don't take it off, I won't take it off, Ula Ula Ula~"

Just as the two were at a stalemate, at this moment, a man and a woman suddenly walked in from outside the inn.

The man looks extremely rough, and his age is estimated to be about 40 years old, with a beard full of mouth, and looks like a profuse sweat on the Mongolian grassland.

Especially the bare shoulders, the arm circumference, and the clenched fist. It is not an exaggeration to say that a single punch can kill a cow. Qin Fan absolutely believes this sentence.

And that girl is petite and cute, probably about seven or eight years old, with a chubby little face, very cute.

"Little Er! Little Er!"

The first thing the big man did when he came to the door was to yell at the waiter.

Zhou Fu hurried over, and was naturally overjoyed to see another adventurer appearing.

Seeing Zhou Fu, the waiter in the shop, the rough man took out a spiritual herb from his bosom without hesitation, and threw it to Zhou Fu.

"Give me the mutton thigh, sprinkle some cumin, slightly spicy."

"And a small bowl of red rice porridge for my daughter."

Zhou Fu frowned, subconsciously took the spirit grass.

It was the first time I saw someone take out the spirit grass like this.

Once the spiritual grass is picked, if it is not sealed in a special container, the spiritual energy will be lost within a few days.

Zhou Fu put it under his nose and sniffed it dubiously.

I don't know if I don't smell it, my face is shocked when I hear it, and then I am ecstatic.

"Fresh, it turned out to be fresh spiritual grass."

Holding the spirit grass in his hand, Zhou Fu yelled towards the inner hall in a startled voice: "Quickly, let these two guest officials take care of you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fu rushed out of the inn with the spirit grass in his hand, and disappeared without a trace.

Of course, the eyes of Qin Fan and the other four were all attracted by the father and daughter.

Jiang Xinyue Nannan said: "This father looks like this, why is the little girl so cute, how did his mother-in-law be born?"

It's normal for a girl not to look like her father, maybe she follows her mother.

But with the appearance of a big man, can he marry a woman at the level of a fairy?
When Qin Fan saw the little girl standing next to the big man, his heart melted instantly.

Once upon a time, he also imagined that He Xuxin would give birth to a daughter, and that daughter should be very beautiful.

Maybe she will be as beautiful as the little girl in front of her.

The little girl standing next to the big man was not afraid at all in this inn. She stood beside her father with a confident and cute smile on her face.

She said coquettishly: "Father, I don't want to drink red rice porridge, I also want to eat big leg of lamb!"

The big man looked down at his daughter, then pouted, and opened his thick arms as a metaphor.

"Do you know how big a leg of lamb is?"

Little girl: "I don't know, I think it's that big!"

After finishing speaking, he gestured for himself.

The big man shook his head, looking left and right to signal the little girl to look at his arm.

"No, no, look at Dad's arm. As big as Dad's arm is, the leg of lamb is as big as it is."

As soon as the little girl heard this, she became more honest in an instant. Nan Nan said, "Oh, it's so big, I can't eat it by myself. I'm too small, and my stomach is only a little bit bigger."

The big man took the little girl and sat at the next table.

At this time, Qin Fan and the big man happened to look at each other.

In an instant, my whole body was excited.

too strong!
With just one look, I feel like I can't beat him.