Xie Anci turned his head and looked at Duan Fusheng, watching quietly, the air seemed to be frozen.

After a while, Xie Anci turned around, faced Yichen, and apologized calmly: "I'm sorry."

Xining felt relieved.

Yi Chen didn't respond, he just sat there, as gentle as water, just like before.

Duan Fusheng said softly like he was giving a lesson, or even more like reasoning: "Your biggest problem is that you talk carelessly. Everyone has a past. Things in the past are in the past. You are not allowed to mention them again in the future."

Then he turned to Yan Chen and said, "My lord, God, has been spoiled by me. It's my fault. You have a lot of young masters. Don't care about it. I also apologize." After saying this, he even bowed in salute.

Zhou Rui, who was behind Yichen, said: "It's true that everyone has a past. What's past is in the past. If you're polite, you won't mind."

"Just don't mind." Duan Fusheng smiled like a cat at this moment. After doing this, he transformed into a cat and squatted on the bench where Xie Anci was sitting. He leaned against Xie Anci, crossed his body and squinted.

Open your eyes.

Xie Anci slowly stretched out his hand, took a skewer, took a bite, and chewed a few times: "The taste is okay."

He turned around and shouted: "Fifty more skewers, choose something delicious."

"Okay~" After the skewers shouted, he began to select the skewered raw skewers and put them on the grill.

Xie Anci chewed in his mouth and looked around: "Eat, eat whatever you want. I'm treating you today, so I'll treat you as an apology. And bring me three dozen beers!"

So three huge glasses containing a full liter of beer were placed in front of the three people.

Xie Anci grabbed the wine glass: "Barbecue without beer is soulless. Come on, Mr. Yunyue, I respect you!"

Wearing period clothes while having beer and barbecue, it feels like you have finished work on the set and haven't even taken off your makeup yet.

Yichen curled his lips, picked up the beer, clinked glasses with Xie Anci, and took a slow sip.

"Ha~" Xie Anci, who drank a third of it in one breath, exhaled: "Have fun! Eat, everyone eats."

I picked up the skewers and ate them, but they didn't match the luxurious clothes I was wearing.

Xi Ning felt a little confused after some operations. Fortunately, he had done a lot of tasks and had some experience, so he could recognize all the people inside.

The main gods and the system are all ranked according to seniority. In the system, Mo Ming is naturally the most senior in the dark system. Between Duan Fusheng and Zhou Rui, there is Duan Fusheng. As for Yi Chen and Xie Anci, Xie Anci is a special existence.

He is a survivor of the God-Destroying Disaster, but he has lost all his memory. Coupled with Duan Fusheng's ideas and his obscurity, his current ranking is not as good as Yi Chen.

The last time the two of them had a fight, the result was a draw, which seemed like a half-match.

What Xie Anci said just now may not be out of line, but it is most likely intentional. Because the main god, especially the great god, should not worry about what to do, let alone what to say.

There are many reasons for Duan Fusheng to apologize. It may be that there is no need to express his feelings when the match is evenly matched. There is another reason, which is also very possible...

She turned her gaze to Mo Ming, who was sitting beside her.

Mo Ming's voice came from his mind, even though he didn't move: "Finally, I feel enlightened."

Yes, she is nothing, but her system is that of Mo Ming. No matter how unpopular she is, her father does not marry her and her mother does not support her, she is still a slave earning points.

If forced to do so, when her anger rises, Mo Ming will start over again. Then her beautiful appearance will turn into a light ball and a virtual body...

Mo Ming glanced at her, and he was right again. Even if this dark system was a stone that couldn't be heated, he didn't want her to die.

Since you can't force her, you can only influence her. Xie Anci's words just now pushed her to suppress the dust, so Duan Fusheng came out to smooth things over, using retreat as advance.

If you imagine the guesswork is darker, both Yi Chen and Xie Anci are acting with their qualifications and brains, just like human beings, making reactions and judgments in various choices. Life is like acting, it depends on the insufficiency of the acting skills.

Xie Anci woke her up: "Why don't you eat? Just tell me what you want to eat!"

At this time, even if she said she wanted to eat at Zuixianlou, Xie Anci would take her there right away. Xining picked up a bunch and said, "This one is pretty good."

Seeing that she only ate skewers, Xie Anci asked again: "Don't drink?"

Looking at such a large glass of beer, she responded: "I have never drank. I don't know how much I drank. If I get drunk, it may affect the next task."

Unless a woman is drunk, a man has no chance. If you are a human being with an average amount of alcohol, this glass of wine is enough to knock you down.

Mo Ming said from the side: "She can't drink, bring a small cup over."

An ordinary glass was brought over, and Xie Anci helped her fill it up.

This kind of glass is basically 250 ml, and there should be no problem in drinking it. Except for some individuals, even humans who have never drank alcohol will not be so drunk that they will fall unconscious.

With Mo Ming here, there should be nothing wrong. So she picked it up and took a sip. The taste was very refreshing, the taste of the human world. She smiled and continued to eat and drink.

After drinking two sips of wine, Xie Anci asked: "Ning Ning, what task did you do this time to get so many points? Tell me!"

"It's nothing." She just let it go. She didn't want to talk about the extremely handsome boy Iger in the mission, which might expose the late stage of facial control.

"Tell me, tell me." Xie Anci was very interested: "Just tell me, how can we eat barbecue without chatting."

It was as if the beer had taken effect, making her face feel a little hot, and it must have turned red. She smiled and waved her hands: "Isn't this just trying to do what I want, no, no, no."

"Tell me about the mission of God Aos, it's quite interesting." Mo Ming mentioned: "This is also a mission for you to obtain the divine title."

Yi Chen also seemed to be interested: "Just tell me this, I want to hear it."

The Protoss should be more competitive, so just talk. Anyway, idleness is idle. So she started to talk about how to save her own life and save the dying Protoss in this plane...

Storytelling is my sister's strength. Many mission matters are deceived by eloquence. With the heating of beer, my story is both spiritual and physical. It makes the male god and the system unable to help but laugh several times.

Duan Fusheng stopped squinting and jumped onto Xie Anci's lap. His furry little head poked out of the table, his green eyes wide open as he watched her narrate like a storyteller.

Barbecuing and talking, she soon picked up the cup and took a sip. When it was almost bottomed out, Xie Anci helped her add more.

Although I repeatedly said not to add more and finished drinking, the glass was still half full.

"Okay, I'm done talking, it's almost time..." She stood up holding on to the table and staggered after taking two steps.

Fortunately, Xie Anci was quick and could hold her up, otherwise it's hard to say how she would have fallen.

Yichen stood up, held her other arm, and asked with concern: "How is it?"

"It's okay." He said after all, his feet felt weak. It's over. He was a bit drunk. How much wine did he drink?

Mo Ming blinked and came to him: "Give her to me."

But neither of the two male gods let go...
Chapter completed!