All Stars are My Gourmet Fans

Chapter 71: 071 Whoa, tail

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This seemed to be a little questioning tone, Qiu Dao immediately explained: "We just finished overtime training, and this anchor just happened to start the live broadcast."

"We just tasted it to relieve fatigue."

Eating a delicious meal can relieve the tense spirit. This effect is stamped by the general.

They both explained it in detail.

Mo Si raised his eyes, "I have no intention of punishing you, so don't be cautious."

"Just came to ask you some questions."

"You should have just finished eating, has your mental exhaustion disappeared?"

Both Qiudao and Changbei raised their hands and said that they felt better.

Mo Si nodded slightly.

Perhaps it is because Mo Si's curiosity about Jiang Jiujiu's live broadcast room has reached its peak during this period, and since he just finished chatting with Terry, and the general's tone and attitude are so good, Changbei feels like he is eating. With the heart of bear and the courage of leopard, he forcibly started his own Amway Dafa.

"Admiral, the dishes made by this anchor are really delicious."

"I think anyone can try it. Once you try it, you will never forget the taste... General, you can try it too. You have been dealing with the confidential affairs of the Legion and the Expeditionary Force, and you should be very busy, really." You can give it a try.”

He put all his energy into Anli, and Mo Si was stunned for a moment, "I know."

He has the most outstanding sensory genes in the Federation, and no one can appreciate that smell better than him—

"In the future, during non-official hours, you can watch the live broadcast after finishing the training you should do. Don't be so careful."

"I agree."

"receive!"

"Go ahead."

After Mo Si finished speaking, he turned around and went to the office.

At this moment, Qiu Dao noticed that he was actually wearing a cloak, "It's strange, did the general go to the legion for inspection?"

"Ah? No."

"Why... suddenly put on a cloak." Only when inspecting, the general will be so formal.

"Maybe it's easy." Changbei is always careless, "Don't even think about the cloak, you must not take it seriously after seeing the calm look of the general!"

"He definitely won't watch the live broadcast, ah, the general really... how many delicacies he missed, the braised pork with rice rolls, roast duck, braised bamboo shoots, spicy and bloody, all of them are excellent, but it's a pity that the general can't eat them, what a pity gone."

"Don't be a pity, can you imagine the admiral watching the live broadcast with a terminal?" Qiu Dao glanced at him.

Changbei choked instantly.

Well, I really can't imagine it.

Mo Si, who was complained by the two adjutants as "no blessing to enjoy the beauty of the world", was walking into the office. He frowned, and his brows became a little more irritated.

There was a book on the table, and he subconsciously picked it up and sat down. Soon, the soft and strange pressure made him stand up with a strange expression.

There is no mirror in the office, but there is only one reason why well-fitting pants can suddenly become tight.

The strong taste of today's dish rushed straight into his mind, hitting the softness in Mo Si's heart, making Mo Si lose control of his tail.

The tail protrudes from the position of the tailbone, pushing up the trousers.

It is difficult for him to sit, and it is also difficult for him to stand.

The feeling of friction is confusing.

He wanted to know whether it was a personal reaction to not being able to control his genes, and he put on his cloak despite being at a loss, and found that Qiudao and Changbei did not have this reaction.

He is an exception.

Not knowing what to think of, Mo Si stretched out his hand, and pressed back the fluffy bump.

After pressing it, let go of it, it seemed to be alive, and immediately 'bang'.

Moss: ...

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"What happened to the general today, why did you go back wearing a cloak?"

"... Who knows, are you going to a banquet?"

"It always feels a little strange." Qiu Dao stared at the corner of the cloak, suddenly, the man with a rustling figure turned his head, and the black pupils met Qiu Dao's eyes.

Qiu Dao subconsciously turned his head away. After Mo Si left, he said thoughtfully: "The general seems to dislike people looking at him very much today."