ghost talk simulator

Chapter 81

There are not too many dishes in the refrigerator, and this meal is just a very ordinary meal.

Xietu was busy doing something in the kitchen, and a series of fried dishes were brought up.

After a while, the dishes on the table were fried, and they were all delicious in color and fragrance.

It's just that no one has the appetite to eat those things now.

Although Qingju was hungry, she didn't have the appetite to eat.

People's emotions have a great influence on appetite.

When people are eating, their emotions fluctuate too much, which is not a good thing for eating.

Even if it is a good thing, it may make you lose your mind to eat, let alone a bad thing.

"I'm hungry, feed me."

Seeing that the atmosphere among several people was very awkward, Qing Ammonium took the initiative to break the deadlock.

Although what he said was very irritating, Xietu still walked over, picked up the vegetables and fed them to Qing'an's mouth.

Light ammonium chewed a few mouthfuls, then raised his eyes to look at Xietu.

"The taste is quite good..."

Even though Qingju's voice was very low, in this silent environment, Qingju still heard it.

Qingju picked up a mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth, chewing slowly.

The taste is as good as ever.

It also has a hint of spiciness, which is very comfortable to eat.

During this meal, several people sat at the dining table without speaking, but slowly chewed the food in their mouths.

Xie Tu kept sending food to Qing Ammonium, and Qing Ammonium also enjoyed a life that he had never enjoyed before.

Even if it's just out of necessity.

The sun rose slowly, and the few people ate this meal for a long time.

Qingju put down his chopsticks, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Walk."

Qingju picked up the phone and said to Xietu.

The two were walking on the road, chatting with each other about meaningless topics.

Qingju walked on the road, silently picked up the phone, and dialed that person's number.

"Hello? I'm on the 253rd floor of the Black Core Building, just come here."

Before Qingju could speak, the man said on the other end of the phone.

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Qingju to reply.

Obviously, although the man didn't say anything about bastards, he still looked down on Qingju.

The two took a taxi and soon came to the Heihe Building.

Black Core Building, the tallest building on β Island.

Soaring into the clouds, reaching a height of a thousand meters.

It is also the economic lifeline of β Island.

The Black Core Building belongs to the Black Core Group.

On the surface, the Black Nuclear Group is just a group that produces medical equipment and military weapons.

But secretly, the things involved are dense.

Code technology, bionic man manufacturing, virus research...

Gray income is ten times more than white income.

The black nuclear group also has a great intersection with the traceability country.

The people and things involved behind it are also intricate.

The two took the elevator to the 253rd floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw the man standing not far away, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and wearing a black evening dress.

"Are you posing specially because of us?"

After seeing that person, Qingju said coldly.

Now Qingju doesn't have the slightest fear anymore.

She hated that cowardly self!One day, she will kill that cowardly and incompetent self, and then welcome a new life!
After the man heard Qingju's words, the cold expression on his face suddenly stopped.

'Is it really a special pose?

Also, who wears tuxedo in the morning. '

Xie Tu knew it in his heart, it turns out that there are criminals pretending to be criminals in this world~

"Who would put on a pose just because of one person! You think too highly of yourself!"

The man quickly sorted out his emotions, but his expression was still a little awkward.

He took a sip of the red wine, but the man didn't seem to enjoy it.

It was as if a person had taken a sip of gasoline alone, and it was painful.

Mask of Pain Limited Edition.

"Don't drink if you haven't drunk before, look at you~"

Qingju sneered again.

The man hurriedly picked up a glass of water, rinsed his mouth, then pointed to the room inside.

"It says inside! Also, don't make me angry!

I just saw that the toy beside you is very strange, so I was more polite to you! "

"That's Ruyun! I haven't settled with you for calling me a bastard before!"

The two faced each other tit for tat, their eyes met, as if there were two thunderbolts in the space.

"Oh! Now that you've received the money, don't talk about that anymore.

[-] million, so what if I call you a bastard a few more times? ! "

Na Ruyun grinned and said, that bad temper was aroused by Qingju again.

The fists were clenched and creaked, and there was a hint of ferocity on his delicate face.

Seeing that Ruyun's fists were clenched, Qingju also assumed a fighting posture.

This is Qingju's military fighting skill taught by Qingju in his spare time.

"You still want to hit me? I will be afraid of you?!"

Na Ruyun also assumed a fighting pose.

But the evening dress is too luxurious, and a bit bloated for the occasion.

"I wanted to be polite to you, but seeing your face, I couldn't help it!!"

Qingju quickly leaned forward, and the mechanical arm slammed towards Ruyun vigorously, but she backed away to dodge it.

"That's it? My fighting teacher is the third fighter on Traceable Star!"

Na Ruyun just dodged lightly, and escaped Qingju's attack.

bump!
Na Ruyun blocked Qingju's attack with one hand.But that huge force knocked Ru Yun into a stagger.

"The third fighter?! It seems that he is nothing more than that!
It seems that the disciple who can teach such dishes is only for money! "

He lightly bowed to repel the rhyme, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a charming arc.

This is the first time Qingju used Qingju to teach her fighting skills.

The effect is outstanding.

"Really?! Then look at this!"

Na Ruyun kicked towards Qingju with a sideways roundabout kick, then put one hand on the ground, borrowing the strength of her waist and arm, kicked towards Qingju with the other foot.

bump!

Two quick kicks hit Qingju hard on the head.

"Trash! You can't defend against this kind of fighting skills!"

Na Ruyun spat out trash talk again, without the embarrassment of being hammered just now.

"You wait!"

Qingju strode over, no matter what fighting skills, grabbed that Ruyun's hair and pulled it violently!
That Ruyun didn't care about her image, tore off the dress on her body, and grabbed Qingju's hair.

The two fought like shrews, rolling around in the room.

Spit at the opponent from time to time, as if this can win the game.

Xie Tu squatted quietly in the corner, watching the situation from trading to fighting, and then from fighting to shrew brawl, Xie Tu was stunned.

Hand me over?

How did it start...

(∞)
"He-tui!!"

"Hetui!!"

"Damn it! My mother is the eldest lady of the Black Core Group! How dare you spit on me!!

I have never been wronged like this since I was a child! ! "

Ruyun's voice was already a little crying, but she still pretended to be strong and shouted loudly.

"I don't care who you are! You bullied me from kindergarten to high school!
I only know that your name is Na Ruyun! !

Hetui! ! "

"Hetui!!"

(End of this chapter)