on, Mr. Ye We are the Ouyang family, there is no one surnamed Ye."Ouyang Shanyang raised her chin and said arrogantly, "We booked a private room, the kind with a minimum consumption of 10,000 yuan."T...Ye Bufan was astonished to discover that the ninth peak's chief disciple Ji Shuixian had spoken of was actually Xia Die, the foodie who had previously tried to rope him into a deal.

But Xiaodie is a little different from the girl she used to be. She's much more composed and elegant now, far removed from the image of a glutton she presented before me.

If it weren't for her secretly winking at herself, one would really think she was a twin sister or identical to another person.

This must be the little foodie, he suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Now the house has a cold, aloof Lu Bingyan, and a fairy-like Shen Qiyue. Now there's also a little foodie. Things are probably going to be chaotic from now on.ldn't find the vanished flame. Instead, he felt a ripple of spatial fluctuation from where he had just been.This big head could actually use spatial power.In an instant, he understood the problem. No...