Chapter 727 Concubine! ja!
Gordon finally understood, "You mean, Pig Chop suddenly and for no reason gave Dianthus a very precious gift. Dianthus felt embarrassed, so he didn't accept it. Sent it back?”
“It’s not just that I’m embarrassed,” Hayata said helplessly: “It’s that this behavior itself is easy to attract unfamiliar girls. I feel disgusted.
Especially for the more independent type of Dianthus, maybe it has a good impression of pork chop, but it’s hard to say. ”
Feng. Ying quietly raised her hand, "How about asking Xianglan what Dianthus would think after receiving the gift? After all, they are biological sisters, so they know better than us, right?"
Feng Ying rarely came up with a good idea, and everyone looked at Xiang Lan.
Pianlan was secretly putting her little paws into the pot, trying to fish out a piece of rock dragon tail. As a result, the meat pad was burned by the soup, and she retracted her paws with a "Meow!"
Gordon put a spoon on the plate in front of it and asked: "So, what do you think your sister would think when she suddenly received a big gift?"
"Meow? "My sister, meow?" Xianglan licked her paw and thought, "I guess you think Pig Chop is disgusting?"
"Isn't it disgusting?"
Xianglan rubbed some more delicious soup with her paw and continued to lick, "Because my sister is also very cute, has a good personality and a decent job, and there are many cats who pursue her.
My sister told me to be wary of unwarranted kindness, cats who show courtesy for nothing, they are either bad guys or perverts.”
Everyone fell into silence, and the pork chop seemed to be petrified.
“Ahem, I have to say, what this Miss Shizhu said is quite reasonable.” An Xil smiled dryly and patted Pork Chop’s stiff back, “You stepped on this minefield very accurately. . ”
Hayata didn’t know what to say. She was hesitating whether to return the bottle of Mutiangli wine to Pork Chop and have a good drink?
Feng Ying served herself a piece of rock dragon tail.
Only Gordon was conscientiously consoling him. He rubbed his chin and said, "I think you might still have a chance."
The pork chop squeaked and turned its neck and looked at him. .
Gordon racked his brains and sorted out his words, "First of all, you have to be confident. You are a high-quality Ellu, and your appearance is considered lovable among your kind, right?"
" That's right, meow." Xianglan commented objectively, "It's a pity that there is a scar on her forehead, meow."
Hayata pinched Pandan's mouth again to prevent this guy from continuing to hit Pork Chop intentionally or unintentionally. At the same time, her thoughts were opened by Gordon, "We Pork Chop are hunting cats, and the few scars are a symbol of battles. , It’s okay.”
Perhaps praise is more effective than alcohol?
Gordon continued, "And look, you are tall and strong. There are not many Elu who are taller than you, right? Not to mention strength, there are not many in the entire East Doruma. A hunting cat stronger than you.
Also good at cooking, emergency medical treatment, How many Ellu are better than you in terms of bomb design and even alchemy?"
Anhil joined in, "Let me tell you, I have never seen a better Ellu than Pork Chop. , your record will scare people to death.”
Feng Ying, who was competing with Yan Longwei, also gave a thumbs up.
Hayata held Pandan's head and rubbed it for a while, and the latter finally gave in. It muttered: "Good meow, good meow, I just said it too exaggeratedly."
It shouldn't be disgusting. If it makes my sister feel disgusted, it will just throw away the gift instead of sending it back."
"Meow?" Piglet's ears twitched. shake.
“Listen to me and do it step by step.”
An Xil, who somehow looked like a veteran in love, started to say something that sounded very reasonable, "Start with getting to know each other, go step by step, communicate, communicate, find common interests, and then prepare some small gifts and so on in the next step. ”
Gordon’s idea is more straightforward.
"Ancil's new armor will probably have to wait for a while. Everyone has nothing to do recently, right? How about we go to Lockark?"
Pork Chop finally regained his energy.
The previous depression was not just due to broken love, but more due to self-doubt.
Pork Chops is not the kind of cat with a tough nature. It can even be said that he is a little timid and unconfident. When he first met Gordon, he would be frightened even by people who looked more fierce.
The years of hunting experience have allowed it to grow rapidly. The cowardice it once had has long disappeared. It is even a little exaggerated. To use an exaggeration, at the moment when it sent the gift, it didn’t even know the name of the child. Think about it.
However, Dianthus' polite but indifferent response made it fall back to the ground. It began to reflect on itself, seriously reflected, further reflected, over-reflected, and then withered.
It was the compliments from his companions and Hayata's "female psychology analysis" that pulled him back from his declining mood. It wasn't that he was too cheerful, it was just that his method was stupid.
The next one should be considered a high-quality cat!
After regaining its mood, Pork Chop proposed to cancel the trip to Lockark because it knew that Ancil still had some things to do in East Doruma.
It has regained its self-identity. A special trip to the dusty city is no longer necessary. It is not a bad idea to start with communication.
But Gordon still has no intention of canceling this trip. Not only the pork chop, Pandan also misses her sister. If not, it would be a long-awaited vacation and it would be nice to relax.
As for what Ancil had to deal with, it wasn't really a problem. In short, his sister, Ms. Jesseca, sent a waiter to the door.
I said I wanted him to go home, well, I mean the big house, not the "little house" he bought with his pocket money.
Anhil was a little too lazy to go back at first, but considering his prodigal behavior of sending bills home from time to time, he had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.
Ms. Jesseca is very particular about the sense of ceremony. She sent invitations to her brother’s friends, including cats and dogs, by delivering invitations.
Gordon, who had nothing to do and was alone, did not refuse, and Feng Ying was even more looking forward to it. The "Stirling House Family Banquet" she tasted when she first arrived in East Doruma a few years ago made her Very impressed.
Having a meal is a good civilization!
That night, everyone in the Silverside Hunting Group dressed in "hunter's formal attire", that is, armor, went to the Sterling Mansion for a banquet.
Feng Ying was very happy along the way. When she approached the door of the Sterling family mansion, the familiar laughter that greeted her made her stop.
“Yo ho ho ho—! Idiot Feng Ying! I finally caught you on my territory!”
Feng Ying: “.”
The fist is hard.
Gordon and the others looked at Feng Ying's expressions of resistance with some amusement.
The young girl in a gorgeous dress, with golden curly hair that shone in the night sky, ran up to Feng Ying with her skirt in hand.
Without the normal hand-holding and hugs that normal best friends should have when they meet again after a long separation, the girl came to a stop two or three steps in front of Feng Ying and looked at the latter several times.
She pretended to cover her small mouth with the back of her hand, and pointed the small fan in her other hand at the prison wolf dragon headdress on Feng Ying's head, and burst into sharp laughter again.
“Yo ho ho ho—! The short winter melon has completely stopped growing? Are you already using this kind of headdress to cover up your height?”
Feng Ying’s forehead veins jumped, and the other party Her identity didn't matter to her. She strode up, grabbed the girl's slender arms and waist, and knocked her down to the ground with a trip. (End of chapter)