Meng Feng stepped on the door frame with one foot and supported his entire body weight with the other. Although he was pushed hard by Situ Qinglang, he had no intention of falling.

He stood firm and said with a ruffian smile: "Colonel Situ, are you in charge of the food tonight?"

"Find a place to eat by yourself. The old temple in my house cannot accommodate a big Buddha like yours." Situ Qinglang refused impatiently.

"There's nothing delicious around here. Your wife's cooking is pretty good."

"My wife is not at home today, don't even think about it."

"Hey, are you annoyed? Are you setting up a small stove by yourself? Then let's go out and make do." Meng Feng lit a cigarette.

Situ Qinglang expressionlessly stretched out his two fingers to pinch out the food, and said coldly, "My wife is not at home and she can go back and cook. You can also find a place to eat by yourself."

"Looking for your brother to eat?" Meng Feng smiled.

Situ Qinglang just wanted to smash his flat face!

"Look for whoever you want, even if you look for the King of Heaven, no one will care about you. Goodbye."

He raised his legs and left, but Meng Feng did not follow him this time. He looked at his leaving figure with a playful smile on his lips.

Situ Qinglang walked far away and then kicked the trash can beside him. He was totally upset!

Can this bastard not show up for a day! Damn it!

His mood was not very good at first, but now it was even worse. He drove home at a fast speed, kicked open the door again, and gave a huge jump to his sweetheart who was busy in the kitchen like an octopus.

She trotted out all the way. Situ Qinglang took off his coat with a sullen face. Sweetheart quickly took it and said cautiously: "You, you, you, what's wrong with you? Is that again - who made you unhappy?"

Situ Qinglang sat heavily on the sofa, turned on the TV and asked, "Is the meal ready?"

"Right away, I'll serve the food right now." Sweetheart hurried back to the kitchen, thinking with fear that what was going on, why was he so unhappy?

The food was served quickly. Situ Qinglang had no intention of admiring his sweetheart's dinner. He was very tired and needed to rest.

But at this moment, the doorbell rang at an inappropriate time. This is so fucking annoying!

Tianxin reflexively wanted to agree, but Situ Qinglang immediately pressed her down with one hand and made a silencing gesture.

Tianxin was so frightened that she shrank her neck. Situ Qinglang lowered his voice and said, "I'm going to see who it is. Just sit here and don't move."

"Okay..." Tianxin felt a little bit scary about his balls, and even had a vague feeling that Qingming had done something wrong! Otherwise, why would he be so nervous? Who is coming to visit at this time?

Situ Qinglang stood up and walked out of the restaurant steadily, turning off all the lights along the way.

It was winter, and it got dark early. As soon as the lights were turned off, Sweetie was immediately plunged into darkness. The clarity was so mysterious at the same time. She felt a little scared, and even thought wildly - could there be a monster outside?

Zombie monsters or something!

Situ Qinglang quietly arrived at the door and looked out at the cat's eye hole. Sure enough, it was Meng Feng, that bastard again!

He simply ignored it and let the spirit behind the wandering soul ring the doorbell outside the door without paying any attention.

He walked back to the restaurant without any obstacles and even startled the sweetheart who was nervously cowering at the table!

"Keep eating, don't worry about it." Situ Qinglang's eyes seemed to be equipped with night vision goggles, and he carried the bowl and vegetables without any hindrance.

Sitting across from the dark Qinglang, Sweetheart was speechless and collapsed - how are you going to eat this and this? It's pitch black, and you're not a cat, so you can't see anything at all, okay?

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Chapter completed!