The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Visitor (2)

    When Xia Jiang returned to Tongzhou, Wei Guo caught five chickens as a gift to him, which shows how popular he is in the Duan family.

    As soon as the hot chicken soup was put on the table, Quan Shengli's stomach immediately made a loud noise, which made the old man feel embarrassed immediately.

    Qu Zhong also dragged a chair and sat a few steps away from the group of people. Yi Zhang Hei found the right moment and immediately flew to Qu Zhong's leg, raising his head and begging for a hug.

    Obviously, the main body is already the size of an adult tiger, but it is a cub after the illusion, and Qu Zhong does not know which is their true state.

    Wan Lixue saw that Yizhanghei was hugged by Qu Zhong's knees, and immediately struggled to escape from Lu Jun's hands, almost running two steps and rolling one by one to Qu Zhong's side.

    "Look how dirty you are."

    Wan Lixue grew more and more like Hanako, and long white hair had grown on his body. After a little rolling on the ground, it was covered in ash, but because it was still in embarrassment, the hair all over his body was covered in ash. They all exploded, like furballs that had been electrocuted in cartoons.

    But just like this, Lu Jun liked it so much that his hands, feet and hearts curled up.

    As soon as the two ran away, he chased after Qu Zhong.

    The two were still chatting about the dog here, and the whole victory over there could only be described as gobbling down. He didn't know if he was too hungry, or if the chicken soup was really fragrant. He drank the soup in a few mouthfuls. Point to the chicken at the bottom of the bowl to eat.

    Quan Zhengming was still a little worried, but seeing that the old man was really starving, he gave him a bunch of boneless pieces.

    "This chicken is really fragrant. Before I joined the army, my mother made me stew chicken in a crock pot."

    The bowl that Qu Zhong brought was bigger than his face. After Quan Shengli finished eating, he was still not satisfied, and turned his attention to the rice cake next to him.

    "Look at our father, this is because he has been sick for a long time, and everything is delicious." Quan Zhengjun stood behind the wheelchair with his arms in his arms.

    "That's not necessarily true. I see that this chicken soup is a little special. It's really fragrant."

    Quan Zhengming, who had been enduring it all the time, couldn't hold back his saliva. This kind of fragrance can go straight to the brain, making people unconsciously

    open their index fingers.

    "Is there any more soup? I'm still a little hungry!"

    Quan Shengli asked Quan Zhengming after swallowing the rice cake in a few mouthfuls.

    "I'm going to ask Mr. Qu."

    Quan Zhengming felt a little embarrassed for the first time, and he moved the bowl to Qu Zhong: "Mr. Qu, is this...is this soup still available, my dad is not full yet. "

    Yes, yes, but don't eat too much, the old man's stomach can't stand it, I'll stew it at night!"

    Qu Zhong put down the two puppies, stood up and patted the fur on his palms, and first took a closer look at Quan Victory With a look on his face, he went into the kitchen to wash his hands.