Yan Mofei transmigrated and became an obscure 18th-tier celebrity, yet he awakened a Gossip Eating System.
Immersed in the huge dye vat of the entertainment industry, he could get fresh gossi...
After thinking about it, Yan Miao finally chose the first option.
"Okay, you're cruel. Remember this, I won't let you off easy."
The look in Yan Miao's eyes when he looked at Yan Mofei seemed to be filled with poison.
I just wanted to know where he got it done, but if he didn't help me, even he dared to threaten me. No one would be happy about it.
He covered his face and left angrily.
But he didn't notice that when he left, a small black mole appeared behind his ear.
This was a new type of eavesdropping device developed by a company affiliated with Yan Mofei's family. It had a battery life of up to six months, could be remotely picked up, and could be controlled remotely. It was small, adhered securely, and could go undetected.
As long as it is not at the level of national defense, the others can basically be avoided.
The area behind the ear is the least likely to be discovered. It is just a small black mole, and no one will specifically observe it.
Yan Mofei asked for several of them, and carried them with him for fun when he had nothing to do, and gave one to others when he had something to do.
So far, only two have been used.
To express their apology and also to avoid any accidents, the store took away the original lamb and roasted a new one for them.
Yang Xiaoli was still eager to try: "Let me divide it."
Bai Luo asked with concern: "Xiao Li, is your hand okay?"
Yang Xiaoli chuckled and showed them his slightly red palm: "It's okay, the medicine the boss applied to me is a cure-all. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Yan Mofei: ...
He is not medicine.
The waiter looked at Yan Mofei, obviously knowing that Yan Mofei was the one in charge here.
Yan Mofei nodded and then put the gloves on Yang Xiaoli.
He was about to teach Yang Xiaoli how to divide the mutton and how to use the tools, but he saw Yang Xiaoli directly took the plate and broke off a lamb thigh with her bare hands without much effort.
"Boss, look, this lamb thigh is so fat!"
Under the waiter's astonished gaze, Yang Xiaoli didn't need to use any other tools except gloves. He tore the mutton into pieces in no time and put it on several plates in front of several people.
Then he smiled and said, "Let me take care of the rest. I've roasted this lamb before, so I know how to cook it. You guys go get busy."
The waiter smacked his lips and gave Yang Xiaoli an admiring look.
This girl is so cruel. No wonder he saw the lamb leg on the ground when he came in. It turned out that she had broken it off with her bare hands.
Without Yan Miao's interference, they happily enjoyed the whole roasted lamb.
Because they had to film, everyone didn't drink alcohol, but instead drank some beverages.
As a result, Qiao Qiao was still drunk.
Yan Mofei saw that she not only got drunk by drinking alcohol, but also by drinking milk.
It was really strange to see someone drunk on milk for the first time.
For this reason, he had to send Qiao Qiao to the hotel again. This time, he found the room card from her bag. After helping her in, Yan Mofei prepared to retreat with Yang Xiaoli.
But Qiao Qiao stumbled to her feet and hugged Yan Mofei's waist accurately.
"Don't go, stay and chat with me."
You could tell she was drunk when she spoke, but the arms around her didn't relax at all.
Yang Xiaoli: "Then, Boss, shall I withdraw first?"
"Why withdraw? She's so drunk, how can she be a conversationalist? Tear her off."
Yang Xiaoli blinked his eyes and laughed, "Boss, I have a strong hand. It would be bad if I hurt her. You do it yourself."
Yan Mofei tried to tear it off several times, but every time he did, she would come back in another way.
Her hands touched his abdominal muscles with unerring precision and squeezed them.
Yan Mofei seriously suspected that she did it on purpose.
Seeing the two of them "entangled" here, Yang Xiaoli yawned.
"Boss, I'm sleepy."
"Don't leave, chat with me."
The two voices sounded at the same time. Qiao Qiao changed her position, moving from behind Yan Mofei to in front of him, hanging on Yan Mofei like a koala, and lingering.
Yan Mofei: ...
"Okay, go back to sleep."
"Okay, boss. Good night, I wish you a happy day." After saying that, Yang Xiaoli ran out.
In this atmosphere, she was like a 30 million watt light bulb, shining with her own unique brilliance. Old Song was still comfortable and knew to wait outside.
Yang Xiaoli closed the door considerately and followed Lao Song back to the hotel.
Qiao Qiao whimpered, her hands wandering over Yan Mofei's body, touching his abdominal muscles and then his pectoral muscles.
"Have you taken advantage enough?" Yan Mofei had no choice but to pull her again.
Qiao Qiao raised her head, her little face flushed with drunkenness, and her eyes became darker, a pure dark green.
"not yet."
She pushed Yan Mofei backwards, and then they both fell on the bed.
After that, no one knew who started it first, but things just happened naturally.
So when Qiao Qiao woke up the next day, she couldn't even move. She could only turn her head slightly and then turn it back.
"Well, last night, I..."
She was extremely embarrassed. What could she say in this state?
Yan Mofei said softly, "You were the first to make the move, and you were the one who came after that."
Some memories flashed through her mind. Qiao Qiao remembered that she was indeed the first to attack, but she was still drunk on milk at that time and her memory was a little fuzzy.
It was only when the pain hit that I suddenly woke up. But the arrow was already on the string, and there was no way to stop it.
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