บท 943: God's descent (50) _1

Fu Shang poked his head into the room, his beautiful black eyes blinked and he smiled a little hypocritically, ""You guys seem to be having a good chat. I thought you guys wouldn't get along."

These words had an inexplicable sense of comfort of an old mother.

Horde glanced at her and laughed.

Fu Shang was speechless.

Cylaire forced a smile at her and didn't say anything.

Fu Shang: " ...??

What's wrong?

A blue light flashed in the beautiful robot's eyes. He strode over to Fu Shang at the door and held her hand naturally. master, are you hungry? Cyril has prepared breakfast. It's pancakes and steak. I remember that you like them a lot ...

The young girl's eyes lit up.

He could already smell the fragrance of the pancake and the steak. The steak was wrapped in a crispy crust and the inside was filled with a rich and fragrant sauce. The tender and delicious veal gave his taste buds a sense of satisfaction.