Chapter 69 Look at Me

When dinner was ready, it was already completely dark.

The hot food was laid out on the table, and it was obviously not enough for four people.

"Isn't it a bit too much? Can we really finish it?" The Supreme God who had just finished playing the game looked at the table full

of food and couldn't help but ask a question, "Aren't there just four of us?" "Yes, just four of us." Wu Fuyi smiled and put a plate of iced pineapple on the table, "But carnivorous subspecies eat much more than us... Not to mention that we have a lot of trouble eating together, and it's hot and noisy and it will attract some attention. Don't worry about wasting it, just eat whatever you like."

"You do a hundred sets of mecha combat training every day, and you're as hungry as a starving ghost."

The lynx that staggered over from behind sneered, rolled his eyes lazily, and sat down next to the Supreme God.

She propped her head with one hand and introduced to Fu Jiao with a smile: "What I brought are all super rare ingredients... Look, this blanched choy sum, it uses a genetically modified product developed in the agricultural galaxy, it is sweeter and crisper... and pine nuts, come, try it!"

The pine nuts are indeed bigger and fuller than those on the market, and Lynx forced a spoonful into her mouth.

At that time, Deng Baoying happened to take the last cream pumpkin pie out of the oven. Seeing Fu Jiao chewing, his eyes lit up, and he silently lowered his head and wrote another "The Lord God likes to eat pine nuts" in the memo.

Then, the griffon turned around and took out the highest-proof red wine directly from the wine cellar.

"......"

The home system turned the lights in the living room to a soft warm color, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

The herbivorous subspecies of the mist-covered lizard doesn't eat much meat. Deng Baoying pulled the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, and mixed a large bowl of salad for him, and asked if the lynx wanted it.

Lynx looked up and pointed at himself in shock and surprise: "Me? You ask me? Am I not also a carnivorous subspecies? Why are you asking me?"

"Your adjutant just sent an application to the Inspectorate, saying that you have been eating too indulgently recently and that you should prepare to control your weight to avoid any mistakes in the next mecha physical examination," Deng Baoying said in a flat tone, "Of course, if you have any opinions, go find your nutritionist and she will give you a list."

"Huh? When did she give it to you...how could you do this!!!"

Lynx's protest was ignored, and half a bowl of steaming white rice with a strong aroma was ruthlessly taken away, replaced by a plate of seasonal vegetables with sesame salad sauce.

Facing Fu Jiao's sympathetic and loving expression, Lynx held the plate of seasonal vegetables in silence, and could only drag the plate to her side angrily, and took a forkful of salad as if to vent her anger.

Then, she saw that the shadow in the light showed a clear expression of gloating, and moved the cheese waterfall beef with French fries to Fu Jiao.

"Then..."

Wu Fuyi watched them interact with a smile, and poured red wine into several high-heeled glasses and distributed them to everyone.

"Before the meal, do you want to clink glasses to celebrate?"

The crystal high-heeled glasses reflected the unpredictable light above, and the deep red wine inside was full of mellow wine aroma. Fu Jiao seldom drinks alcohol. She sniffed like others and only felt the strong aroma of grapes, and could not tell whether it was good or bad.

Therefore, she did not see the complicated and strange look in Lynx's eyes after he lowered his head and took a sip.

Hmm... the alcohol content is so high.

They are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. Everyone knows what they are thinking. Lynx was silent for a while, said nothing, and raised the glass as usual.

In the warm room, in front of the dining table, four glasses were clinked together, making a crisp sound of glass colliding. Fu Jiao's glass was too full, and the wine almost spilled out, and strands of bright red dripped into her palm, but she didn't care, just smiled with a smile.

"Then, what are we celebrating?" Fu Jiao said with a smile, "Celebrating that you have grown up? You have all become excellent people, that's great."

"It's great," Lynx said lazily, resting his chin on his hand, "As for excellence... well, whether it's excellent or not is another matter, at least you survived."

Fu Jiao laughed out loud, and the four of them clinked their glasses, and the atmosphere became joyful.

The Supreme God Shicheng, who had no experience in drinking parties, drank half a glass of red wine. Opposite her, Deng Baoying exchanged glances with Wu Fuyi and Lynx, and the Griffin took a sip of the wine from the rim of the glass, staring at Fu Jiao with his gilded vertical pupils, hiding a deep darkness.

There were side dishes on the table, and the fresh and sweet seafood with a slightly sour marinade had a crisp taste. Like all newbies who have never drunk much, Fu Jiao didn't realize that this sweet wine is the easiest to drink. After more than an hour and a few drinks, the drunken scarlet has quietly climbed onto the pale skin of the god, looking more mundane.

At this time, the atmosphere was very hot. Lin and Wu Fuyi lined up their checkers on the opposite side and started playing chess with dignity.

Deng Baoying sat next to him as a referee, and Fu Jiao sat beside him in a daze, looking drunk.

"Well... don't you want to play?"

The Supreme God leaned on half of his face and squinted his eyes to look at him with a smile, reaching out to poke the lean and strong muscles on his forearm: "It looks quite fun... Oh, you have been a loner since you were young, go play, go play..."

Deng Baoying did not dodge, but just lowered his eyes and let her poke his forearm indifferently.

It is estimated that he has his own filter, the Supreme God who is drunk seems to be particularly sticky, and he does things without any care. The bright golden eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist, and they look at him with sparkling and moist eyes, with a gorgeous color after being drunk, and seem to be more lively than before.

It's like the jade statue high above, suddenly came to life and lived warmly.

"No... I'm not interested."

The great lion eagle answered her while secretly pulling down his colleague. Lynx was busy trying to resolve his impending defeat and had no time to refute Deng Baoying's discrimination. He just rolled his eyes at him without thinking.

The latter didn't care anyway, and his broad bony palm covered Fu Jiao's high-footed cup.

"You can't drink anymore. You've already drunk too much, Lord God." Deng Baoying pushed the wine glass aside and warned softly, "Although I don't know what your physique is like, if you drink too much, you will have a headache and dry mouth tomorrow, and you will feel uncomfortable."

"Nonsense." Fu Jiao's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled, and he said fiercely, "I drank it ten thousand years ago, and nothing happened."

"...The distillation and wine-making technology was not perfect at that time, and you drank fruit wine with a very low alcohol content."

Deng Baoying had to patiently explain to the Supreme God who seemed to be not sober now: "Change to another drink, soda? Or..."

"No," Fu Jiao continued to poke the muscles of his forearm lazily, "No...what. What can you do to me."

"I am the god, no matter how you look at it, you should listen to me, right?"

As he said that, the Supreme God lay on the table, squinted his eyes and smiled at him, sounding rude and arrogant: "Hurry up, bad dependent."

"..."

Although it was not quite the same as expected.

But it seemed even more deadly.

Deng Baoying took a deep breath, only to feel a hard hot stream rushing straight to his lower abdomen, and had to look away to keep calm.

The beast's fangs seemed to come up silently again, and a large amount of saliva was secreted silently and thirstily, as if urging him to perform some unspeakable and vile marking behavior.

But... no.

At least not now.

The griffon stared at the Supreme God in silence, and the hot, strange, and thoughtful eyes fell directly on her. Even the Supreme God felt something was wrong at this moment. He stood up drunkenly and dazedly, propped up his arms, slightly opened his moist lips, and uttered a blank single sound: "Ah?"

As if being stared at by some large carnivore, the slow-witted drunkard was much more honest this time and lowered his head silently.

Deng Baoying pulled the corner of his mouth, hid his pupils that shrank slightly due to excitement, and pushed the wine glass away.

*

The dinner lasted until almost ten o'clock.

Lynx and Wu Fuyi were fined five glasses of wine each, but it was obvious that the latter was a better drinker than the former.

Lynx was having so much fun that he even wanted to release his true form. A big, furry, sleek, dark wild lynx jumped around in the living room, insisting on carrying the Supreme God to see the sea. Wu Fuyi couldn't bear

it any longer and held his forehead and shouted angrily: "This is the capital planet, there is a bullshit sea! Don't be crazy! Your adjutant is here to pick you up!!" The Supreme God, who was carried on the back of the giant lynx, rubbed the other's back fur in a daze, and at that moment he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Baoying," she murmured, "I want to buy another blanket... Yes, it's made of this material. Soft and comfortable..."

Deng Baoying: "..."

Deng Baoying: "Okay."

Wu Fuyi was even more incredulous: "Lion Griffin, where is your brain? Has the Lord God also turned it into a love brain?"

After a violent suppression, the Supreme, who was carried by Deng Baoying, stood at the door in a daze, and waved goodbye to the lynx who was taken away by the adjutant and carried to the private flying ship. Before leaving, the lynx barked loudly and insisted on pulling out its own hair to weave a blanket for the Lord God, which frightened her adjutant and quickly stuffed her into the flying ship.

In the living room behind him, the artificial intelligence robot began to clean up the leftovers. Wu Fuyi finally waved his hand and got on the flying ship to leave.

The bustling mansion became quiet. The Supreme God put on a coat in a daze, staggered back to the living room, and sat on the soft leather sofa.

"I'm so happy. Call them back for dinner next time," the Supreme God's tone was light and soft, as if there was a furry dandelion between his lips and teeth, "It's just... I feel a little dizzy and uncomfortable."

"I told you to drink less alcohol... I'll go get you a hot cup of milk, you'll feel better."

Deng Baoying half squatted down, knelt on one knee in front of Fu Jiao, and put on the rabbit-shaped furry slippers for her. The Supreme God put his lips to his mouth and looked at him. Before the Griffin looked up, he felt a pair of hands holding his cheeks and lifting his chin.

"Baoying, why don't you look up at me?" The Supreme God asked drunkenly with a smile, "Are you embarrassed or afraid to look at me? Hmm?"