100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 906 Hugging the Underworld Emperor!
"This is Channel [-], Channel [-], and Channel [-], please." Jun Zhitong was not afraid of the man in front of him getting angry, and looked at him with a smile.

Looking at this dish, the corners of Ling Yuan's eyes twitched, and a penetrating chill gradually permeated his body. "You want me to serve food for others?!"

"Hey, isn't there a shortage of manpower right now? Anyway, you're just sitting there doing nothing, so please help me." Jun Zhitong seemed unable to feel the chill that Ling Yuan was gradually climbing.

Just when Ling Yuan broke out, Jun Zhitong added another sentence.

"After I'm done working today, I'll make delicious food for you right away, until you're satisfied!"

The next moment, Ling Yuan's breath stopped, he glanced at the dish in Jun Zhitong's hand, took it, turned his head and walked out.

"Phew—it's a good thing he reacted quickly, otherwise, if this guy exploded, he would probably blow up the whole building in an instant."

Jun Zhitong patted her chest, and was about to go back to the kitchen when suddenly a chill came over again.

"How do you serve the food?" An irritable voice sounded, Jun Zhitong thumped, and patted her forehead, alas, I shouldn't have let this guy serve the food!

"I see you stained my brand-name clothes." The customer's clothes were stained with a lot of soup, and he said aggressively to Ling Yuan: "Apologize, I must apologize!"

Ling Yuan's eyes widened, and his body was filled with chills. He was wearing a blue brocade robe, and the sleeves turned, as if at the next moment, everyone here would turn into dust with the full moon.

It's just that the angry guest didn't realize who he had offended.

"This guest, I'm really sorry, I, I apologize to you on his behalf." Qiao Bao knew Ling Yuan's strength, and upon seeing this, he hurried over and bowed to apologize to the guest.

"Qiao Bao, it's none of your business." The guest was also enthusiastic, pointing at Ling Yuan's nose and cursing, "He spilled the soup, he must personally apologize."

Ling Yuan's pupils shrank, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, and at this moment, the surrounding guests felt like a big stone was pressing on their hearts.

"Ling Yuan!!"

With a soft shout, Ling Yuan was slightly taken aback and turned his head.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed over and hugged him.

Ling Yuan's pupils shrank, his whole body stiffened, "Release, otherwise, die!"

He never thought that Jun Zhitong would give him a bear hug in public, is this shameless?
"Ling Yuan, I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked you to lower the price to serve the dishes." Jun Zhitong's voice was soft and full of apology, but even so, it couldn't calm Ling Yuan's inner anger.

"you……"

Just as Ling Yuan was about to speak, Jun Zhitong took advantage of the gap and swiftly stuffed a small ball into his mouth.

Ling Yuan subconsciously bit it, and a gust of soup spewed out, like a rainstorm, dousing the burning forest.

"This is the small soup ball that I specially made for you, how does it taste?" Jun Zhitong looked at Ling Yuan with a stiff face, and smiled triumphantly.

Ling Yuan lowered his eyes, staring disdainfully at Jun Zhitong.

Suddenly, he grabbed Jun Zhitong's neck, and as soon as his figure moved, he flew away through the air.

"Qiao Bao, it's closed now, wait for me at home." Jun Zhitong's voice came from the sky, which relieved Qiao Bao's hanging heart.

"Me, did I point at a martial sage and scold the street just now?" The person who pointed at Ling Yuan's nose just now had a stiff face and broke out in cold sweat.

The people around nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Immediately, the guest rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)