The barbecue was served one by one.

The specialty of this Brazilian barbecue is that the portion is large and filling.

Work hard.

Have a great time.

Even the agents of the Fuxing Society are all big eaters. Two kilograms of barbecue per person is enough.

The two kilograms mentioned here are the two kilograms after roasting. It only counts meat. It does not count vegetables. It does not count other side dishes. It is pure barbecue.

Since Song Wanqiu knew Zhang Yong's identity, he would naturally not be short of food. There were also plenty of side dishes.

Song Ziyu was actually responsible for serving the food himself and sat next to Zhang Yong.

Zhong Yang:......

other people:……

Yes, this seems to be a rhythm to declare the status of the hostess!

The captain may be in trouble.

There are two over there in the office, and another one here.

After a while, the captain was not defeated by the Japanese invaders, but was defeated by the beautiful woman. That was bad.

If a few women get into trouble, what will the captain do?

Of course, I pretended not to see anything and just lowered my head and ate the barbecue.

Song Ziyu took a knife and helped Zhang Yong cut the meat.

That attentiveness seemed to be done deliberately to show off to others. It made it clear that she was Zhang Yong's right match.

Zhang Yong said helplessly: "No need. I will do it myself."

"I'm not serving you. I'm serving the guests." Song Ziyu said with a straight face.

Zhang Yong:……

It makes sense. I'm speechless.

However, it seems that you have always been sitting next to me. You have not moved.

It seems that you eat a small part of the cut meat yourself...

Do you already know how to eat with me?

Still serving?

You did it on purpose. You deliberately let everyone know that you are my main palace and the others are side chambers...

"I'll do it myself..."

"Then shall I feed you?"

"Forget it. You'd better cut the meat!"

Zhang Yong was defeated.

feed me?

Mouth to mouth kind of thing?

Wow. It’s a bit over the top! The sugar content is seriously over the limit.

Can't bear it.

Can't bear it.

If you let the Song family know, you won’t skin me.

but……

I am a cruel and cruel executioner. I specialize in killing Japanese invaders. Don't you smell the smell of blood on me?

Oh, it seems not.

It seemed that he had no part in the battle just now.

It was Kou Xingde and his action team who did it. Zhang Yong's own men were not involved in the whole process.

Zhong Yang and the others were standing on guard outside.

There is no way, the space is not big and it cannot be used.

Ten guns were fired at a car. Even the elephant inside was killed.

Kou Xingde's action team consisted of fifty people. They dealt with five cars, with exactly ten people in each car. No, the battle ended immediately with a sweep of fire. It was unprecedentedly smooth.

Except for the fact that no property was seized, it is simply perfect. It can be included in the West Point Military Academy...

"Would you like black pepper juice?"

"What?"

"Can I dip you in some black pepper juice?"

"No pepper."

"Black pepper juice. It's not chili pepper. It's delicious."

"don't want……"

"ah……"

"What?"

"Open your mouth!"

Song Ziyu brought the barbecue dipped in black pepper sauce to his mouth.

Zhang Yong:……

Khan. Can you please stop being so affectionate?

Your uncle is watching from the side! If he spreads his nonsense everywhere, I will be in a terrible situation.

As long as you, the Song family, make a casual investigation, you will find that I am actually a scumbag surrounded by a group of women. When the time comes, they may send someone to arrest me and give me a strict education.

I can't afford it!

Sister, just let me go...

I really can't...

"I don't care if you have other women." Suddenly, Song Ziyu leaned against his ear and whispered, "Eat quickly. Otherwise I will get angry."

Zhang Yong had no choice but to open his mouth numbly. Then he was stuffed full of barbecue.

Very spicy. But not important.

What matters is what Song Ziyu said. Is she confessing her love?

Wow! This way of expressing love is so novel.

Aren't you jealous of a scumbag like me?

Am I really the protagonist in the legend? The red flag does not fall down at home, but the colorful flags are fluttering outside...

"good……"

"I'll wipe it for you."

Song Ziyu brought a napkin and helped him wipe away the black pepper juice from his mouth.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Yong saw other people peeking, and he knew that what happened today could no longer be hidden. Song Ziyu's goal was achieved.

She just took this opportunity to declare her sovereignty! This scheming bitch!

Okay, come on.

I don’t take the initiative, I don’t refuse, I don’t take responsibility...

After finally swallowing the barbecue, I found that Song Ziyu had cut another piece and was dipping it in black pepper sauce.

Oops……

I can’t come again. I really can’t stand it anymore...

"I'm talking about business..."

"knew."

Song Ziyu immediately stood up obediently and left.

Zhang Yong felt relieved.

It’s hard to bear the kindness of a beautiful woman. What’s more, she is a woman with such small hands.

Kou Xingde sat opposite Zhang Yong and witnessed the whole process. But he seemed to turn a blind eye. He was blind, deaf and mute. He did not recover until Soong Ziyu left.

"blessed."
To be continued...