CH 128.2

Chapter 128: When Miss Green Tea became the love group controller (22) Part 2

The overjoyed audience in the live broadcast room: [Is this to grab food? It's obviously to declare war, right?]

[Tang really passed... Amazing.]

[Chris…Why is Chris in this together?]

[Help, Phoenix's face really turned black in an instant. I'm afraid he has never met a man likeTang, so shameless.]

[Hahahaha, Nina is so embarrassed that she leaves, our eldest lady is stunned.]

[Can she not leave? The sentinels were all surrounding them, and this feeling of oppression was terrifying.]

In the strange atmosphere, the eldest lady looked at Tang, who was deliberately joining in the fun, and Christian, who was smiling like "I'm just sitting here", and determined that these two were here to make trouble.

On the sofa, Phoenix restrained his smile and became a little more impatient with the "blindness" of some people.

"I didn't expect my barbecue to be so popular," the red-haired man tapped the armrest of the sofa and glanced indifferently, "Even the 'Future Star' of the Federation can't help begging for it. This is really my honor."

The future star of the Federation Star Pirate Intelligence Criminal Tang innocently put his hand on the back of the sofa behind Bi Ming: "Hey, who made this smell so fragrant that I can't stand it?"

His head rested near the back of Bi Ming's neck, and the warm breath was blown by the breeze to the girl's neck, causing a slight tremor.

The eldest lady covered her itchy neck from the man's breath, ducked forward to hide from the other party's movements, and glared at him: "Go away, don't stand behind me."

Phoenix also lowered his eyes, his fingers moved slightly, and a flame instantly appeared on Tang's body.

"Ehhh, why did you do it?" Tang smiled and didn't panic at all, he patted the fire with his palm lightly, and the fire was quickly extinguished, only blackening the corners of his clothes, "I'm really jealous. A prairie fire." He bit the following adjectives heavily, with a hint of sarcasm.

Bi Ming was a little surprised, and quickly guessed how the other party put out the fire.

Phoenix is not surprised, this ordinary flame is just a small warning, if the other party can't solve it, it will be shameful.

Christian, who didn't participate in the battle, but was almost splashed by sparks in his eyes:…

"It's still live, Phoenix." The blond man coughed twice and reminded, "Don't be too irritable, of course, you stand up, Tang, don't offend our poor guide lady."

Bi Ming unexpectedly watched Christian pull Tang away, then naturally sat on the other side of her, and couldn't help but say, "What do you want to do?"

"Isn't this a public space?" The handsome blond and blue-eyed man laughed briskly, then turned to look at the bonfire, "We just came back from outside, so it shouldn't bother you if we warm up and rest here for a while, right?"

"I, I didn't say you were in the way... But I'm eating..." The eldest lady fell into the language trap again, and she found that she couldn't find an excuse for the other party not to sit next to her.

Because of the sudden situation just now, the little barbecue sauce on the corners of her lips has not been wiped off, and with her wide-open sky blue eyes, she looks a little dazed.

"You like to eat lamb rats, then we can bring back some more tomorrow." Christian ignored Phoenix's cold eyes on the other side, took out a white handkerchief and handed it to the girl, "Here, wipe it first." His slender fingers nodding his lips, he looked at the girl with a smile.

After the blonde girl saw his movements, she realized the abnormality on her face, and her original resistance turned into hesitation.

"Thank you..." The man who reached out and didn't hit the smiley face, when she wanted to take Christian's handkerchief, the bamboo horse behind her grabbed her other hand.

"Testai, here's the napkin."

The warm palm covered the back of her hand, her fingertips were slightly hot, just like a man's body with a higher temperature than average all the year round, and the voice with a hint of sharpness also conveyed some unknown emotion to her.

Tang, who was behind, witnessed the calm confrontation between the two men who were older than him, and his eyes were full of disdain.

According to his idea, it's not just a matter of wiping your mouth, a napkin and a handkerchief aren't better than holding her face and licking off the sauce—

Do more with one stone, don't you think?

Of course, the idea that he would be beaten to death by the eldest lady, he would not say it now.

Perhaps the expedition was fruitless, the sentinels were too energetic, and the heat of the bonfire caused the eldest lady's face to turn red.

She twisted her wrist slightly, pulled her hand out of Phoenix's palm, and immediately took his napkin: "Thank you." Then she looked back at the handsome blond man, "Thank you too, but put it away. "

The voice was polite and blunt, causing the men to raise their eyebrows in surprise.

But the eldest lady slowly wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, then stood up, reserved and politely said to these sentinels who were more restless than usual:

"I'll have to communicate with my family later. I'm sorry to go first."

Very social language, with an invisible sense of alienation.

Phoenix and Christian are both people who are familiar with the aristocratic style. They know that she is expressing her discomfort in a subtle way. At this moment, they can only restrain their aggression and keep smiling, but they are thinking about where they have offended her.

Phoenix: Barbecue, serving dishes, coaxing people... The atmosphere is obviously good, it seems to be their problem.

Christian: Taking a seat, talking, handing the handkerchief...it's all about etiquette, Phoenix must have offended her.

After Bi Ming cleverly made an excuse to walk away, the eyes of the two sentries watching each other were no longer concealed.

"Chris, you are a member of Noah's Chamber of Commerce, and you should know the best way to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages." The red-haired man turned his head sideways, his golden-brown eyes seemed to have a gust of wind, "Fight with me, is it any good for you?"

"The words of the great lord are really interesting," the blond man raised his legs and slightly hooked his thin lips. "The people who come here are not for contention, but for what else?"

The last sentence he said was meaningful, and Phoenix didn't get away from him, just reminded him: "If you just want to test me, then stop here and don't touch her."

"I've heard for a long time that the lord of the Phoenix Super Galaxy has a domineering personality, but I didn't expect to come here to really see it." Christian almost laughed, "But this is not your territory, and which guide do I want to talk to - it's not that you can decide."

Why are you arguing?

Tang supported his chin, rested his elbows on the back of the jelly sofa, and interrupted them with a smile: "I said, what's the noise, don't you have to cooperate to find the ruins tomorrow?"

"And she shouldn't be angry, but shy?"

"Your spirits are a little unstable when you are lured by pheromones, and you are too enthusiastic. I think she must have felt it."

The flaxen-haired boy analyzed in a playful tone: "Are you sure you don't take a test strip to check it, maybe it's a good match with Lilith."

The two sentries on the sofa finally united their front and cast their deathly eyes on the cheap-mouthed Tang.

"Nonsense." Phoenix stood up.

"Tang, rather than talking about others, it's better to say that you came here because of mental disorder, right?" Phoenix's smile contained a hint of mockery.

"Of course—not." Tang grinned, showing his white teeth, and took a few steps back, "I just like her smell."

The clean and natural girl's body fragrance, stable and pure mental fluctuations, can smell much better than those messy pheromones.

No Sentinel would like the feeling of being caught up in the heat of union, the urge to get out of control, to expand, to explode—as violent as it shattered their brains.

That's why they need the guide element, or the guide itself.

As for which guide to approach, their bodies will automatically choose based on their favorability and trust.

This is a subconscious response, even if the mouth is lying, the body will express it honestly.

It was late at night, and just after taking a shower, Bi Ming, who was wearing a thermostatic coat, answered the communication request from the Egbert family.

In the projection, a middle-aged man with short golden brown hair and well-maintained appearance appeared.

Bi Ming quickly got the information from her memory - the owner of Egbert, the father of the original owner.

"Father, good day." She greeted with the original owner's light tone.

Old Egbert nodded: "Testai, you have been doing well recently. There are many more clients who want to cooperate with our family, and some big families have also begun to consider including you in the scope of marriage..."

"Whether it's a marriage or a son-in-law, I don't think it's time to make arrangements too quickly. After all, I'm still on the show, and it's hard to explain with a fiance." Bi Ming interrupted him, "Do you think so?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was silent for a moment, and sighed: "You have grown up, it's good to be able to take this into account."

"I'm the only heir in the family," Bi Ming extended her voice meaningfully, "How could I not be more thoughtful?"

Sure enough, the man in the projection turned pale, and his tone became a little unnatural: "This...that's it, Testai, I asked you to make more friends on the show before, did you do it?"

"Of course, I have a good relationship with the youngest daughter of the Antoine family."

"What about the rest?"

"Lilith? I'm fine with her too."

Old Egbert's voice stiffened: "Isn't there another one?"

"Who else? Cecia... ah," Bi Ming sighed, "Father, didn't you tell me to lessen the contact with the people who came out of the trash star?"

Looking at his daughter who handed him a soft nail, old Egbert was speechless for a moment.

"That also depends on the situation." In the end, he was still not thick-skinned enough to dare to continue to mention to this arrogant daughter that she still has an illegitimate sister. "Okay, Testai, there is one more thing that is very important. It's important, you have to think about it."

"You say."

"A friend of mine asked me if I could borrow the 'ancient cultural classics' you mentioned in the show. I asked the servants to search through the family library in the star network and couldn't find it..."

"It happened when I was a child, and I have a very vague impression." Bi Ming smiled, "By the way, the problem with the Sphinx seems to be told to me by a playmate, maybe it is a secret from another family."

"The classics from that family..."

"I also wanted to find it when I went home at the beginning of the month, but I saw that a batch of discarded materials was cleaned up by the management system. Could it be mixed in there?"