Chapter 522: Food anchor: God of Cooking, please feed! 62[
Chapter 522: Food anchor: God of Cooking, please feed! 62[
Chapter 522 Gourmet Anchor: God of Cooking, please feed! 62[Emperor Phoenix rewards plus more! ]
"Hey~" The girl's voice was crisp and sweet, with a slight smile in her voice.
"Jiang Fu Nuan!" An Qijiu said in a cold tone: "Did you use my identity to sign up for the Master Chef Contest?"
"Yes." She admitted simply.
An Qijiu thought she would shirk or say some reason, but she did not expect that she would directly admit it, and for a while, he was about to question her all in his throat.
"I won't go." The four words represent his determination.
Now he is in control of his body. He has already abandoned his cooking skills. It is Xiaoqi who can make people eat delicious food in a happy mood.
And he will never give control of the body to Xiao Qi.
"You promised me." She said lightly, "Could it be that An Shao said nothing."
"When will I promise..." An Qijiu retorted without thinking.
"I promised." Xiao Qi's voice came from his head and hurriedly said: "That day...I promised her that if there is a cooking competition, she will get first place."
An Qijiu hung up the phone and hit the desk with a fist, angrily shot in her eyes, and said, "You said you won't participate in the competition again. Have you forgotten the past?"
"I thought there would be no more competitions..." Xiao Qi said in a low tone: "Now I can only participate in it. I am willing to do anything for her."
An Qijiu endured the sharp pain in his brain and sneered: "Don't be delusional, you can't get things back if you give up."
Xiao Qi lowered her head in silence.
In the apartment.
Chong Ai nestled on the sofa, hugged Fen Jiujiu and rubbed it, and said: "Tomorrow is the Internet celebrity meeting, I feel so panicked~"
Fan Jiujiu rolled her eyes indecently [Meow~Host, you are obviously happy to be messing up. 】
Chong Yi slightly curls the corners of her lips, rubbing the cat ears of Fenjiujiu, the soft ears are particularly comfortable to pinch.
"I have everything ready, I hope they won't let me down."
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The temperature in S city is relatively high, so it is not too cold in autumn. The streets are full of girls with exposed waists and legs.
The Internet anchor meeting was held at the headquarters of [Drunken Dream TV]. The major Internet celebrities all drove to the banquet in luxury cars and walked into the venue wearing customized dresses on the red carpet.
The faces of most Internet celebrities are uniformly small V faces. If they don’t recognize people by clothes, Chongya thinks they have come to the cloning scene.
Of course, you can recognize people by their body. After all, every woman has a different body, and some innocent anchors are really thin.
The lighting of the banquet was very bright, and the venue was very lively. Internet celebrities who knew each other stood in twos and threes and chatted together.
Chong Ai attracted a lot of attention when she entered the venue, with jealousy, envy, and more curiosity.
Epicure Nuan is a fast-growing gourmet anchor in the past six months. It has been in the top three of the major lists in just a few months, and there is a faint trend to surpass Monsasa.
The network anchor circle is all talking about it, and it won’t be long before the position of Montsasa’s network anchor "first sister" will be lost.
"Hi~" A person suddenly walked over and stretched out his hand to pat Chong Ai's shoulder.
Chong Yi drew away inertially, reaching out to pinch her wrist, the hidden strength of the hand made the little girl scream.
She quickly released her hand, smiled apologetically, and said, "Are you okay?"
The girl is tall and slender, with red lips and white teeth, and a very clean face. She wears a bunny girl outfit, with a bit of temptation in her cute style.
"You are so strong, the pinch is so painful." The girl blinked and said a little aggrieved.
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