The few boys watched the woman sitting on the opposite sofa, their footsteps slowly retreating...
Ming Li's lips curved upwards slightly, revealing a beautiful smile. She spoke faintly, "Sit down."
The few boys: ... They all swallowed in unison. "Can we say no?"
Facing Ming Li's half-smiling gaze, the boys chose to obey and sat back on the sofa.
Ming Li: "Have you eaten?"
The boys shook their heads and answered in unison, "No..." "So, Demoness, what are you going to do now!!"
Thinking of what happened last time at the Blue Bar, the boys felt a chill down their spines, as if a ghost had passed by.
Ming Li tilted her chin, gesturing for the boys to look at the table.
The boys' gazes all shifted to the table in front of Ming Li. They saw that the table was covered with plate after plate of black, unidentifiable objects.
The few boys: ...
Ming Li spoke faintly, "Didn't you all say you haven't eaten yet? It's a good time to try out my brother's cooking."
The few boys: ... "Is there a certain phrase we shouldn't say..."
Led by Zhang Heng, the boys stood up from the sofa, waving their hands at Ming Li and saying, "Big brother... Oh no! Big sister! We've actually all eaten already. You guys keep this for yourselves! My mom just called me to come home for dinner! We'll be going now..."
System in the space: ... Where are my candles?! This is a warrior! I need to light two candles for him! To actually dare to let his host eat Wen Yan's culinary disaster food!? Admirable, admirable!
After speaking, the boys were about to bolt.
Ming Li watched their posture, which resembled runners preparing for a marathon, her lips twitched. She spoke in a flat tone, "Sit down!"
The few boys: ... God! Buddha! Guanyin Bodhisattva! Quickly appear! Come and save us poor children!
God, Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva: ... This is a lawful society now, there are no ghosts or gods, so we can't help you...
After calling to heaven and earth in vain, the boys chose to surrender to the evil forces and obediently sat back on the sofa. However, looking at the dark plates on the table, the boys still couldn't bring themselves to eat.
Cough, cough, cough! Seeing this, Ming Li raised her hand to her lips and coughed lightly, saying, "What? You think my brother's cooking isn't good?"
The few boys: ... Damn it! This demoness is trying to kill us! Forget it! At worst, in eighteen years, we'll still be... Oh no! Several good men! Also! Wen Yan, you idiot! We brothers will not let you go, even as ghosts!
After fiercely grumbling in their hearts, the boys summoned the courage of a warrior cutting off his own wrist, picked up the plates piled with dark food, and started eating.
Wen Yan, standing beside Ming Li, watched the boys frantically eating his creations. His inner self was moved to tears.
Wen Yan: ... They really are my good brothers!
A Zi, standing beside Ming Li, saw this scene and silently picked up his phone, dialing 120.
A Zi: ... These are all fierce people! Admirable, admirable! Also, why does Sister Li seem to have become more cunning?! But she's still so likable!
System in the space: ... Selling candles, selling candles! Not for ninety-nine eighty! Only eighty-eight! Come and go, don't miss out!