It's different from the way you usually stay by the side.

Yue Fengqing wanted to interrupt and stop Chu Ci from talking back with a ghost.

But she just looked up.

The smiling maid standing next to her turned her head.

Her neck suddenly showed a strange curve.

When I look at you with a smile on my face, I just look a little scared and panicked.

She spoke in a sweet voice, but there was an unquestionable emotion in her tone, "Is there anything I need to help with this lady? I am Phyllis, the maid here, and I am honored to help you."

Obviously, he should not interrupt the conversation between Butler Wei and Chu Ci.

The moon is clean and timid.

Let’s look at Chu Ci’s expression and Butler Wei’s smile and not angry at all.

It's like an old man who is indulging the younger generation.

It seems to be fine.

She let out a breath.

Shake his head a little.

He quickly lowered his head to have a meal.

Although she didn't know what these things were made of, she felt that there was no problem with these things and might help them, let alone if they didn't eat them, would these ghosts staring at them come up with something?

Seeing Yue Fengqing, he had already lowered his head to eat.

Jiang Huan looked at the mouse in front of him.

The expression can't calm down.

Finally, when I saw Chu Ci take a sip of orange juice, she frowned in soreness.

The little bun's face was wrinkled.

The housekeeper and the maid couldn't help laughing, and then someone came over with a cup of hot milk tea.

Chu Ci also lowered her head and started to eat slowly.

Jiang Huan couldn't control himself anymore and put the tableware in his hand aside.

The movement was very slight, but it instantly attracted all the attention of all the ghosts.

Jiang Huan's smile froze, "I'm not too hungry now..."

"The guests really don't have to be so polite."

Butler Wei spoke again and smiled, "This is the natural prey that broke in from outside like you. It has been processed well and tastes quite good... Or do you think we are not well-received and don't want to eat?"

Isn't this horse trampling a certainty?

Jiang Huan almost asked Butler Wei why Chu Ci and Yue Fengqing's meals were so normal, but what they gave them was such a thing.

But she didn't have the courage, she only dared to express her anger in her eyes.

Then he smiled stiffly and picked up the fork, shook his head repeatedly, "How could it be, how could it be?"

Then he did a good job of psychological construction, lowered his head and put it in his mouth.

It was obvious that the few of them were having a meal.

Butler Wei laughed, glanced at his watch, and then took a step back.

The door of the restaurant suddenly opened.

Several people looked over subconsciously.

However, except Chu Ci, no one else saw it.

A young man wearing a gorgeous aristocratic costume in beige rolling gold, holding a silver-white medieval sword in his hand, walked in from outside the door with his feet.

No one has a good black hair, his face is cold, but he has a little smile.

The dark eyes seemed to be dotted with stars, and at the end of the starlight was her reflection.

This outfit makes him look extremely noble.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes.

I have to say that this outfit really shook her.

Chu Ci took a look at the side unconsciously.

Then I heard the system prompt sound.
Chapter completed!