Feng Yin used the food Cheng Yanqiu bought to soothe the injured Allah.
I borrowed the food that Cheng Yanqiu bought and made a lunch for myself.
After lunch, Feng Yin was about to go back and study secretly and write questions. She must prove that she is a strong and patriotic person.
After three hours of immersive study, Feng Yin was full of confidence. Why would he sign up and give it a try?
Just as she was about to register, the phone rang, it was Lin Yu’s.
“Say.”
“Boss, my mother said there was a box of seafood shipped here. She asked me if I wanted to eat it. I can’t eat it myself. Do you eat it?”
“Comrade Lin Yu, as your boss, I am very sad. Do you want to ask me for such a free opportunity?”
The other side of the phone was silent for a while.
“Boss, you’re right, I’m wrong, I’ll send it to you now!”
The phone hung up, Feng Yin packed up the book and hid it under the bed.
When Lin Yu came, Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi were followed.
At first glance, these two are the roles of laborers.
Zhang Boer and Li San were holding one of two large boxes of seafood and put it into the kitchen.
Feng Yin was curious, and the other three were also very curious, so he opened the box and looked at it.
A huge blue crab with fangs and claws appeared.
“Blue, isn’t it poisonous?”
The rich man Zhang Boer looked at Lin Yu very worriedly. As the only person here who is really rich and enjoys the extravagant life of the upper class.
Lin Yu strategically leaned back.
“What do I do? I have only eaten it, but I have never seen it.”
When Zhang Boer heard it, he nodded and looked at Brother Li with regret: “I’m careless!”