I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Qingtian had a sullen face, no matter whether he was familiar with it or not, he had to fight for his own rights. I sat down at this table first.

Tasril glanced at her with a cold expression and was too lazy to answer.

Not long after he arrived in Sadara, he was in a bad mood and didn't want to see Lan Zetong, so he didn't go to the resort, but came to the hotel where he had stayed in Sak City.

Seeing that he was still silent, Qingtian frowned and said, "I sat down first."

Tasril raised his eyebrows, this little girl with beady eyes was not afraid of him. Although he used means to shield his cultivation after going out, his aura was still there.

He glanced up and down at Qingtian.

The little girl has a strong aura and should be a cultivator, but she is not at the heaven level.

Tasril snorted slightly and raised the corners of his mouth habitually, "Yeah, I'll sit down behind you."

"..."

Sunny is speechless, I didn’t ask you to state the facts.

"That, I mean this table..."

"Half for you, half for me." Taslier continued with a cold face.

"What if I don't have enough food?" Qing Tian was displeased.

If this person were polite, he would be given half of the table considering how crowded it was today, but now that the other person was so arrogant, Qingtian wanted to drive him away.

Not enough?

Tasril looked at the table, which was not small, and frowned: "Are you a pig?"

Qingtian shook the corner of his mouth and replied with a heart: "Yes, so there is not enough room for the dinner plate, please move to another place!"

"..."

Tasril did not expect that the other party would answer so shamelessly, and was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the meal ordered by Sunny Day arrived.

The waiter carefully placed the dishes on the table one by one, almost covering the entire table.

Qingtian snorted proudly, picked up the tablecloth and put it on it.

"Sorry, sir, there really isn't room for any more plates on this table."

Tasril's forehead was throbbing with veins, eating so much? What an insight!

"Your meal, sir."

The waiter came to the table again according to the number plate in the guest's hand, and put down a glass of hot ale and a small cake...

This time it was Qingtian's turn to be dumbfounded.

What the hell do you, a grown man, eat?

Just a small cup of ale and half a palm-sized cake?

Tasriel raised his ale and took a sip, and sneered: "I let you down, just enough to put it down."

Qingtian was angry, and at the same time he felt that this person's voice was a bit familiar...

But eight years ago, Tasriel was wearing a mask and not using his real voice.

The reason is that he was promoted to heaven at the age of twenty, and his appearance and voice were too young. In order to establish higher prestige in the army, he wore a mask and lowered his voice from the first day.

After reaching the level of Demigod, his body evolved again, with subtle changes in various aspects. This also makes Sunny Day feel familiar, but difficult to locate.

No matter if he is familiar with it or not, since he can’t think of the answer, he won’t think about it for now.

Sunny started eating crabs, eating a leg, then spitting a shell into a small empty area of ​​the table.

Tasriel felt contempt when he saw this, he was so uneducated!

Sunny first tried a few empty spots, and finally accurately spit the shell next to Tasril's cake plate.

"Oops, I'm sorry, the table is really too small, so I have to find an empty space to throw out the trash."

"..."

Such a shameless little girl is really rare!

Seeing his beloved little cake and the chewed crab leg shell together, Taslier's eyes darkened.

She is looking for death.

Just as he was about to launch an attack, his communication ring vibrated.

Tasriel connected the ring in an unhappy mood. Tasriel on the other end asked him where he was. He would go back to the villa to meet up tomorrow morning and then cut off the contact.

Being interrupted like this, his anger just now suddenly became a little incoherent...

Feeling that the murderous intention was gone, Qingtian raised his lips and smiled softly, who is afraid of whom.

However, she was relieved in her heart. If she really wanted to fight, she would have wasted her entire meal.

It's just that this person is so stingy that he would have murderous thoughts over such a trivial matter. Too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, Qing Tian quickly ate in big mouthfuls.

Tasril calmed down when he saw that she no longer spit out the shells, but he ignored the small cake next to the crab shell.

He didn't have much appetite today, even a high-level practitioner wouldn't be able to eat.

Holding the ale in his hands, he looked at the little girl with mung bean eyes opposite him expressionlessly.

If you look closely, you will see that this annoying little girl looks very similar to Bai Jingyan's painting. Her little green eyes are really like two dots, and the key is that they are fighting together, giving people a weird feeling.

The nose is quite pointed and looks good alone. The hair is also light brown and slightly curly...

Haha, I am really consumed with this image today!

The two finally got along peacefully, but a quarrel broke out at the next table. The two couples actually got into a quarrel over who had eaten an extra chicken wing...

Qingtian held a piece of lobster meat in his mouth, and after thinking for a long time, he still didn't understand what was so fussy about it. But the four people there became more and more noisy and hysterical, and even started to fight for the remaining food.

Snap, the meat in Qingtian's mouth fell out in shock.

As for?

Fighting over each other, the two men pushed each other.

No, don’t bring disaster to Chiyu!

Qingtian quickly took out a few oil-resistant paper bags from the spiritual space and packed his food in a swish.

Tasril sat across from her, amused by her series of operations.

What a strange person. While others were watching the fun, she started clearing the table.

But things turned out to be as expected by Qingtian.

Within ten seconds, there was a clang, and a noisy man was knocked over by another man and hit the table on Qingtian's side.

The table shook violently and failed to hold on, and the table collapsed, taking the dishes and plates on the table with it.

Gan! On a sunny day, mung beans’ eyes are as big as longan.

She instantly activated two grapples with accelerated psychic powers to save the lobster and grilled mushrooms...

But the plate of steamed snails was scattered all over the floor, and the whole forehead turned black on a sunny day.

Tasril next to him was holding a glass of ale, with an unknown smile on his face.

Did the little girl's unusually fast movements just now use time-type psychic energy?

No wonder she is so angry, she has a little bit of skill.

Qingtian was carrying two plates with a livid face. She handed a plate to Taslier with a sullen expression, "Help me take it, I'll bag it."

Taslier instinctively took the plate, then paused.

What was she thinking? She actually ordered herself to do it. The key was that she accepted it...

He was tempted to throw the plate away, but resisted.

Qingtian first packed the lobster and put it back into the spiritual space, then took back the mushroom he handed to Taslier and put it away.

By this time, hotel service staff had already rushed over to break up the fight, and the remaining food on the floor was trampled into a mess by the troublemakers and staff.

Seeing this scene, Qingtian felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

In a bad mood, she planned to leave the hotel.

Unexpectedly, the guy next to her also followed her out of the hotel door.

Qingtian asked warily: "What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Tasril was very empty today, with empty time and empty heart.

In fact, he didn't know what he wanted to do, he just thought this little girl was quite interesting. Most women would either be scared when they saw him, or rush to get close to him, but it was rare to see such a fierce one.

Sunny Doudou walked around, wanting to yell at him, but instinctively felt that this man was too powerful to be trifled with.

Forget it, it's not a good time to start a feud just after a vacation. She snorted, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and walked away.

Just follow if you like. Anyway, your eyes are in the front and you can't see behind.