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  The little guy stuck to Xiao Qingzhu and stared at Du Siling with big eyes, this one big and one small became everyone's laughing point.

  "Hey, don't look at me like that." Du Sulin expressionlessly pinched the little guy's tender face, and after letting go, a red mark appeared on the little guy's pale face.

  "Du Sulin, don't you know that a child's face can't be pinched?" Before long, Du Sulin's face was pinched by Xiao Qingzhu, and it was clear that Little Qingshou didn't show any mercy, because after releasing her hand, Du Sulin's face became even redder than the little guy's.

  "Got it." Du Sulin responded obediently with a sentence, and took the opportunity to glare at the little guy when Xiao Qingzhu was not paying attention. The little guy, of course, did not show any weakness either, and made a big ghost face at Du Sulin while drooling crystal clear saliva.

  "Look, the kid's face is pinched and he's drooling." Xiao Qingzhu didn't seem to notice the undercurrents between the two of them. She pulled out a tissue to wipe away the kid's slobber, giving Du Siling a stern look.

  "You three are really lively." Fang Feng sat steadily on the sofa, her legs crossed high up, she just liked watching Du Si Lin being embarrassed in front of Xiao Qing Zhu. What's that saying again? Pain and pleasure at the same time?

  As for Du Sulin, probably only Xiao Qingzhu could deceive her and she wouldn't dare to resist. Fang Feng thought silently in his heart.

  "Windproof, windproof!" Jingji ran out like a small rabbit, in front of Windproof. Jingji was like an immature child, quiet as a virgin, and swift as a rabbit, it's probably referring to Jingji.

  "What's wrong?" Feng Wind gently stroked Jing Ji's head and asked.

  "Kokoro said the room is ready." Kuzuha said happily.

  "Really?" Fang Feng heard this and also looked extremely delighted. "Tai Guang, today is indeed a lucky day for you."

  "What's so delicious? Are you going to cook?" Du Siling asked back, for Du Siling, the most delicious things were just what Fengxia cooked.

  "Today Fengfeng is treating us, let's go to Wanhao to eat." Jingji blinked her big bright eyes and said cutely.

  "Are you treating?" Du Siling asked reflexively, after all, she and Fang Feng had been together for so many years, and there was never a mention of "treating".

  "How come I can't treat you?" Fang Feng adjusted her expression, actually she was forced by Jing Jie to pay the bill, otherwise she wouldn't go out to eat. But Jing Jie seemed to have a special preference for this Wan Hao restaurant, and specifically asked to go there.

  Marriott is a global hotel chain that only does the hotel business. Of course, the scope of this hotel business is very broad and can include accommodation, food, bathing and so on. Moreover, its rooms are notoriously difficult to book. Those who can stay at Marriott or dine there are often either wealthy or prestigious figures with great connections.

  "Marriott's manager, Xiao Lang is my good friend, so I easily got the room," Jing Xiang said, seemingly treating Marriott as if it were nothing. Indeed, to the people present, Marriott was nothing. Because no one cared about these external things.

  "Xiao Lang said that recently a new chef came, and the crystal dumplings he made were very delicious, so I've been wanting to try them." Jing Jie revealed his own reason for having a crush on Wan Hua. It was all just because of a crystal dumpling.

  Unexpectedly, the reason why Jing Ji does things is often beyond people's expectations. She has gotten used to it.

  Soon a group of people followed Jingji to the Marriott.

  Du Sulin lived in this city for a while. For the first time, she raised her head to look at the magnificent building in front of her. She thought that if Jingji hadn't told her, she would have had no idea that it was Marriott.

  Jing Jie's friend, Xiao Lang had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

  He was a young man who looked quite handsome, with the calm and steady demeanor of a general manager. His appearance wasn't particularly good-looking, but he had soft features. When he tried to greet Jing Jie, his eyes stopped on Du Si Lin instead.

  "Don't be afraid," Jin Qian seemed to have noticed Xiao Lang's unease and patted his shoulder. "Tai Guang won't catch you."

  As soon as she finished speaking, Du Sulin also nodded symbolically at the little wolf, indicating his approval of Jing Jie's words.

  "Hello, I am Lang Feng." Du Si Lin's nod reduced the little wolf's fear, and he introduced himself to everyone.

  Jing Jie quickly introduced everyone. She really couldn't wait for that legendary crystal dumpling soup.

  "He's a White Wolf cultivator, that's why he was just afraid of me." Walking on the road, Du Sulin quietly dispelled Xiao Qingzhu's doubts. No wonder Jing Ji called him Little Wolf, Xiao Qingzhu thought to himself.

  Lang Feng led a group of people into the VIP room, but the entire room was not as luxurious as everyone had imagined. Instead, it was simple and elegant, with a hint of grandeur. It was like a landscape painting, carefree and random, yet anyone with discerning eyes would know that this room, with just one mountain-water screen alone, was already worth a fortune.

  The dish was served quickly, and the legendary crystal steamed bun also appeared in everyone's sight. It was truly like a crystal, transparent enough to see the tender meat filling underneath the skin, as well as the broth that couldn't wait to burst out of its skin.

  Thistle inserted a piece, sucked out the soup with habit.

  "How about it? I didn't say anything wrong, did I?" Lang Feng asked from beside him.

  "En en, you're not wrong, little wolf. Go call the chef, I want to see him." Jing Jie seemed to be savoring the delicious soup dumplings with her head down, but in fact, there was not a single dish missing from her plate.

  "Alright." Lang Feng nodded at everyone and then left.

  As soon as he saw him go out, Jing Ji spat out the soup she had just sucked in.

  Everyone present, except Xiao Qingzhu who looked bewildered, seemed to know something in general, with a cold smile at the corner of their mouths.

  "What's wrong, doesn't it taste good?" Xiao Qingzhu said as she was about to pick up a soup dumpling to try, Du Siling quickly knocked the soup dumpling away with her chopsticks.

  "There's something wrong with this wonton soup." Du Sulin frowned and said.

  "Is there a problem?" Xiao Qingzhu picked up another one, carefully examining it, but she was just an ordinary person and didn't know what was special about this steamed bun.

  Before long, Lang Feng brought the chef in. The chef's reaction to seeing Du Si Lin was almost identical to Lang Feng's, and he was even more exaggerated, his hands shaking like a sieve.

  "This chef is quite timid." Jing Jie narrowed his eyes and sized up the chef in front of him, who was lowering his head with a humble expression, and couldn't help but say.

  "It's not that he's timid, but rather the background of this friend is quite impressive, especially to us." Lang Feng smiled wryly. The Du family, a prominent clan among the Yin-Yang Masters, was someone that demons usually avoided at all costs. How could they have such direct contact? The aura on Du Si Lin's body still firmly suppressed them, and being by his side made them feel only oppression and deep-seated fear.

  "Don't do evil deeds, and you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Tianguang doesn't kill good demons, right, Tianguang?" As he spoke, Jingji gave Du Siling a signal with his eyes.

  "You can talk eloquently." Du Sulin simply closed her eyes to meditate, no longer paying attention. She thought that it was better to let Jing Jie handle this matter, and it just so happened that she had some doubts about Jing Jie too.

  "What's your name?" Jing Jie guessed a few points of Du Si Lin's thoughts in her heart, and at this time she also straightened up her face and asked the chef standing in front of her.

  "Lang... Lang Yi." The chef raised his head and stole a glance at Jing Ji, stuttering as he spoke.

  "You're still your own brother." Jing Jie said to Lang Feng beside him, but the tone of this sentence seemed to have a chill to it, as if the sky had already cooled down in the past few months.

  "Belongs to the same clan." Lang Feng replied.

  "Lang Feng, I consider you a friend, but don't think of me as a fool." Jing Jie's mouth was curled up in a cold smile. She picked up a crystal steamed bun and with a light force, the soup inside burst out, coincidentally splashing right in front of Lang Feng, then falling to the ground along a parabolic curve, leaving behind a stain. "What kind of bun is this? Do you think I couldn't tell?!". As she spoke, Jing Jie slapped her hand back, and the chopsticks were slapped onto the steamer basket, which could not withstand the force and split into two halves.

  "Y-you...?" Lang Feng pointed at Jing Ji in surprise, clearly not expecting this reaction. "You're not Jing Ji, no, you're not the Nine-Colored Snake, who are you?" Lang Feng quickly regained his composure and asked.

  "She is now a colorful snake, and that's enough." Fengfeng said coldly.

  "No wonder... no wonder..." Lang Feng stumbled and almost fell, "I knew she wouldn't change that much..." He grasped the back of the chair, his eyes suddenly filled with resentment as he looked at Jing Jie.

  "Be careful!" Fangfeng was the first to discover, Langfeng suddenly jumped up and launched a white-colored whip at Jingji. Fangfeng's spiritual power transformed into a gray shield that blocked in front of Jingji.

  "It's alright, Fengfeng, let me do it." Jingji's face was calm at this moment, and after giving Fengfeng a reassuring smile, her entire body emitted a burst of colorful light.

  "Lang Feng, I possessed her body against my will. I was originally just a mortal soul, and when I entered her body, her demon spirit had only the most basic consciousness left. It's easy to imagine that if she hadn't been willing, I wouldn't have been able to occupy and control this body."

  The gray shield in front of Jing Jie was dispersed by Lang Feng's wind, and the white strip he had brought also disappeared.

  "Believe it or not, it's up to you. When I took you out, I warned you not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. But look at what you've done now!" Jing Jie pointed at the crystal dumplings on the dinner table that had been destroyed and were now just a pile of debris, with a hint of a bitter or cold smile.

  "Human flesh crystal dumplings? You really can make them!"

  "Ugh......" Xiao Qingzhu heard this and couldn't take it, vomiting it out. Du Siling saw the situation and hastily handed over a tissue paper. The little guy transformed into a crystal dragon coiled on her shoulder, looking at Xiao Qingzhu with concern.

  "Fortunately, I didn't let you eat it." Du Sulin said with a smile, holding onto Xiao Qingzhu, trying to ease the atmosphere.

  "Do you all know?" Xiao Qingzhu asked, looking around as if she was the only one who had been kept in the dark.

  "I also started to suspect because the crystal dumpling seemed to have a grudge. I thought Feng was like me, and Jingji was a demon who was extremely sensitive to the taste of human flesh, so he would spit it out immediately after eating one mouthful. Seeing Jingji's reaction, we no longer suspected." Du Siling explained.

  "What a Marriott, actually hanging sheep's head and selling dog meat, human flesh crystal dumplings. If this gets out, I don't know what the reaction will be." At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man with purple hair came in smiling, his purple eyes were eye-catching. His gaze fell directly on Du Siling.

  "Long time no see, Du Sulin." he said.

  Is there anyone as miserable as me who fell asleep directly from the evening of the 10th and only woke up on the 12th, sleeping through Singles' Day?

  The kid has been running a high fever for three days and hasn't eaten or drunk anything, it's really heartbreaking. Considering how pitiful they look when they're sick, can you please go easy on them when scolding?

  This morning I pulled open the curtains and outside was a blanket of white snow. This is this year's first snowfall.