The Idol Group Pet Became A Final Boss! Chapter 555 - Eating Garbage

Chapter 555: Eating Garbage
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Yes, we didn’t manage to identify any dislocated bones as you’ve mentioned…”
Zhuo Yi yelled, “That’s because she moved my bones back to the right position!”
The doctor couldn’t help but blurt, “She must be an impressive doctor! Such superb skills!”
Zhuo Yi was dumbstruck.
The doctor coughed awkwardly and said, “Mr. Zhuo, in any case, there’s really nothing wrong with your body.”
Zhuo Yi broke down. ‘My body isn’t hurt but my heart is!’
As soon as he closed his eyes, all he would think about was the girl, who looked gentle and meek but was actually like a demon, snapping his hand into two…
Zhuo Yi couldn’t help but shudder while the clothes on his back were drenched in cold sweat.
He finally began to regret what he had done back then.
If he hadn’t treated Shi Sui that way back then, he have wouldn’t gotten himself in such a terrible situation today.
…
…
When it was almost evening, Xiang Yi’s brothers each had important things to do so they left one after another.
The only one left behind was Xiang Feng.
He couldn’t resist Xiang Yi’s coquettish pleading so he ordered a large variety of junk food for her.
1
The two of them also hid in the kitchen to eat secretly behind the backs of Shi Sui and Director Zheng.
“Come on, cheers!”
Holding onto the milk tea, Xiang Feng toasted to Xiang Yi happily.
1
Xiang Yi sucked a big mouthful of milk tea and managed to suck up some pearls, grass jelly, and pudding.
1
She paired it with a piece of fried chicken that had a crispy exterior and a tender interior dipped in sweet and spicy sauce. When she bit down, there were crunching sounds of the crispy batter breaking…
1
The young girl squinted in glee and dangled her legs in excitement.
‘Eating junk food is so enjoyable!’
“It’s delicious, Uncle!”
Xiang Feng said with a silly smile, “Hehehe, I like eating junk food too!”
1
The two of them reached a consensus and began gobbling the food up in large pieces.
1
This scene was recorded by the camera, and the audience of the livestream protested one after another.
1
–[This 3D surround sound… Ahhh I want to die!]
–[Her uncle seems a little unreliable, huh? But I like him! Hahahaha]
–[One second ago: Fried chicken with milk tea is calorie explosion! I’m not eating any!
One second later: What? There are takeout discount vouchers? I’ll order now!]
…
After eating to her heart’s content, Xiang Yi felt a little guilty and rubbed her belly before grabbing a clean box and storing a bit of each dish into it.
“Who is it for?”
“Shi Sui.” Xiang Yi said seriously, “It’s better to share.”
1
Xiang Feng said firmly, “He doesn’t eat junk food. Although he seems to be able to take hardship during filming, he’s really spoiled in private. He’s a picky eater and he abstains from fried foods, spicy and sour foods, and milk tea. He’s much healthier than many elderly people…”
The next second, a deep and alluring voice rang in their ears.
“It’s fine to eat some junk food once in a while.”
Xiang Feng was flabbergasted.
He instinctively felt a little diffident and was slightly relieved only when he saw that Shi Sui was alone.
He had developed a phobia from getting caught by Xiang Chen and the others on several occasions in the past.
1
Shi Sui glanced at the mess on the table before staring at the iced milk tea, which Xiang Yi had drunk a third of, for a few seconds.
“Do you want to try some? This fried chicken and onion rings are really good, and these pumpkin pancakes….,” Xiang Yi said, handing the small box to Shi Sui like it was a treasure. Shi Sui smiled slightly an chose not to let her kind intentions down as he tasted every single dish there was.
1
“Mm, not bad,” he remarked.
Xiang Feng’s eyes widened and he asked, “You…you you.. you actually made an exception to eat these? Didn’t you say you would never eat garbage?”
Shi Sui said calmly, “First of all, no one can eat garbage. Secondly, junk food is not the same as junk, and finally, what you eat doesn’t matter, what matters is…”
“Who you’re eating with.”
1