"Hey, didn't you say she is not your girlfriend?" the fat man asked Tang Xiaobao.

“That’s not the case.”

"Then why does he call me brother?" The fat man was obviously not as nice to Zheng Wen as he was to Tang Xiaobao.

Zheng Wen blushed and didn't know how to answer.

"Anyway, no, I don't have a girlfriend now." Tang Xiaobao said casually.

The fat man nodded: "That's good. The years of cultivation are long, and it's best not to be tied down by emotions."

"What kind of practice is this?" Zheng Wen couldn't help but ask, she didn't understand.

Tang Xiaobao coughed: "Life is a journey of practice, isn't it?"

"What you said is so profound." Zheng Wen glared at Tang Xiaobao with a warning look in her eyes.

She was not in a good mood, but with delicious food in front of her, she didn't care about anything else and just ate first.

The two of them quickly cleared the table of food, leaving absolutely no waste.

Zheng Wen held her stomach, feeling a little uncomfortable because she was too bloated.

It was so delicious that she couldn't help but want to add more to her plate.

Tang Xiaobao was also very full. He coughed and asked, "Is there any tea?"

"Yes." The fat man turned and walked out, gritting his teeth.

Soon, he took out a set of tea sets and started to make tea.

"Hey, you know how to make tea?" Tang Xiaobao asked curiously, "That's amazing, you're a educated fat guy."

sweat!

Zheng Wen rolled her eyes at him and said, "You have to respect the God of Cookery."

"We are brothers, no need to be so polite." Tang Xiaobao disagreed.

The fat man was filled with hatred.

Damn it, you should be respectful.

After all, I am a genuine god, and I am also the God of Food in the human world. How can you be so disrespectful to me!