However, just as Rephya finished speaking, Miseria clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention:
"Now look at me, I announce, the President invited us for a dragon meat barbecue!"
Of course, the dragon meat isn't from pure-blooded dragons; we have to consider the feelings of those arrogant dragon gentlemen.
But the price of Dragon Blood Animals is equally high.
Obviously, Miseria is setting up Lilith.
"Who wants a barbecue at night? The calories will explode!"
Lilith pretended to be dissatisfied.
"Thanks to the President, the President is number one in the world."
"Haha, you're actually inviting, feeling sorry for my wallet for a second."
"Please don't! I still have to juice with my girlfriend tonight."
"Oh, juicing the night before the Lantern Festival, aren't you afraid of having no energy tomorrow?"
"But I want to eat fatty beef~"
Miseria laughed uproariously, her stable demeanor as a glasses-wearing girl vanished.
She laughed until tears rolled out, wiping them while saying:
"Didn't you say you were inviting, without limiting types?"
"Laugh, laugh, laugh? Your gums are showing!" Lilith said irritably: "It's just a little fuss."
"So, are you inviting or not?"
"I decide what to invite."
"Well, I'll remember this, it can't be not tasty."
Miseria said that, suddenly turning to look at Fratiss, who had been silently eating in the corner:
"Fratiss, will you stay tonight?"
Chloe only then noticed that Little Gourmet Knight was also attending the gathering.
At this moment, she was hiding in the corner, her mouth moving continually, cheeks puffed, like a little squirrel.
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Lilith's smile became a bit rigid.
The previous troubles from the Fantasy Show came to mind.
She felt a bit annoyed for a moment but quickly stood up, the slightly tipsy feeling adding more beauty to her.
Since ancient times, beauties are either elegant and delicate or charming and gentle.
But she contained all kinds of allure within herself.
Without putting on airs, like a lazy and leisurely stretching wild cat, she raised her glass and said:
"Tomorrow night, many will go to the Lantern Festival to have fun; those without classes tomorrow, Mayer Restaurant's sky garden will be open to you all tonight."
She clapped her hands.
Only then did everyone realize that this luxurious restaurant had no audience for a while.
Under the night sky, Mayer Restaurant's Magic Lamp spread its light along the corridor heading towards the rooftop garden.
Giant floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the brilliant lights.
Under the Gothic architecture.
The waiter wore a black suit, with a white handkerchief tucked in the breast pocket.
The maid dressed in a gorgeous long gown, pushing a small cart delivering a sumptuous and somewhat luxurious buffet.
"Surprised, right."
Rooney and Chloe hooked arms around each other's shoulders.
If Chloe hadn't entrusted the Magic Cat to track him, who could see the faint yet pure killing intent from this man's sunny smile?
Chloe glanced around the scene and then at the seemingly limitless supply of roast suckling pig and large lobsters.
Goodness gracious.
Not to mention the other dishes, the large ones were enough to give each person a share.
Hmm?
If Chloe remembered correctly, in the game, Fratiss's favorites were roast suckling pig and large lobsters.
But limited by her tight budget, she rarely had the chance to eat them.
...
Lilith was already accustomed to such a scene.
However, when her eyes gazed into the night, it seemed as deep as falling into the Abyss.
Exuded a faint hint of deathly silence.
Embracing flowers and cheers, marching towards death.
Although the footsteps of the Death God were already heard, she would never show a timid expression.
That's what she thought.
Then she turned around and saw the young man in the shadows, lifting his glass towards her, smiling recklessly, lips moving slightly, as if saying...
"See you the day after tomorrow."
Beauty President paused for a moment.
Then she showed a relieved smile, raised her glass high, and shouted loudly:
"Classmates, tonight we won't sleep."
...
"I'm announcing something; I'm a fool thirteen; I shouldn't have chosen Master Heisha's class."
"Hahaha, go eat lobster, waiting to fail."
"That woman is essentially the devil herself, so brutal, I'm about to collapse."
Having stayed long enough.
Chloe felt a bit irritated by the noise at his ears.
He made an excuse to go to the restroom, turned a corner, and saw Fratiss standing there.
She was holding half a large lobster.
The whole shrimp shell glowed red, with its back opened to reveal the crystal-clear meat.
(≧ڡ≦*)
So she was hiding here, sneaking a bite.
Life isn't easy, the cat says with a sigh.
Chloe couldn't bear to watch any longer.
"Fratiss, this is probably the first time we've seen each other this week."
The girl blowing cool air turned her head instinctively.
(*⊙~⊙)
"Ah, senior... um um~"
She choked.
Chloe helplessly patted her back, and once she caught her breath, she tucked her hands away.
He tentatively said:
"Your performance in the previous Fantasy Show... It was quite good."
The little gourmand stood there dazed, taking a long time to nod and say:
"Oh, thank you, senior."
Just as he wanted to say more, a voice that made his scalp tingle arrived.
"Huh? What are you two doing here?"
Fufu poked her head out from the restroom, curiously asking.
Chloe suddenly felt like he was caught cheating.
He calmly said:
"Sister Fufu, your face is red..."
"What, mine?!"
"I mean you've had too much to drink."
At Chloe's words, Fufu's expression suddenly became a bit guilty.
She promptly changed the subject:
"Oh, right, Chloe, the President has something to see you about."
"Hmm? What thing?"
"How should I know? I'm just here to pass on the message."
The girl laughed, pulling him away, waving goodbye to Fratiss as she left.
Fratiss waved back, looking dazed.
...
They hadn't run far.
Chloe then spoke:
"Sister Fufu, this isn't the way back to the restaurant."
"Of course not."
"So the matter the President called me about is also fake?"
"Hehe, just an excuse for some alone time, do you mind my lying?"
"As long as Sister Fufu is happy."
"Then would you like to be happier?"
Chloe fell into thought.
Chloe struggled a bit.
Chloe gave a thumbs-up.
"Listen to the sister."
"Great!"
With a bang.
In Chloe's confusion, he was pulled into the ladies' restroom.
"This place is far from the hall, with Mayer Restaurant being reserved by the President tonight, no one will come here."
Fufu was drunk.
The usually lively eyes now seemed dreamy.
Her fair cheeks turned rosy, neat hair strands scattered, adding an irresistible charm.
She bowed her head, her fangs gently unbuttoning his shirt.
Chloe paused for a moment, feeling more impulsive and wild than usual, wrapped her waist, pulled the door shut, and their lips stayed connected.
He grabbed her shoulder with one hand, pressing it against the wooden door, his other hand free, placed on her smooth and tender leg.
A faint smell of alcohol mixed with warm breath permeated her face; she felt her face flushed, heartbeat racing, bowing not to meet his gaze.
"Just a heads up, if anyone finds out, I won't open the door."
"No worries, we're inside."
The girl's eyes were moist, gently unbuttoned her shirt.
After some time had passed, she cleaned her upper body, holding her cheek, her expression a bit laborious.
"My clothes are wet."
"My doing."
"My legs feel weak."
"I've been quite restrained."
"My mouth feels sore, what about you, did you enjoy it?"
"Sister Fufu is like a greedy little cat."
"Hehe~"
She wanted to give a kiss but remembered something, wiped her mouth, and bashfully bowed her head:
"Too dirty."
Chloe just felt Sister Fufu was super cute.
He began contemplating tomorrow night's plans, on how to resolve them quickly.